Hoodie- Dreamnotfound

Caught

A/N: before I start, I just want to say... IF YOUR HERE FOR A HAPPY ENDING, GO AWAY

George caught Dream singing... on stream

Dream scrolled through his playlist, indecisive on which song to pick. He craved something new, something good. Unfortunately, every song on his playlist was bland, none of them stood out from the others.

In the midst of scrolling, a specific song caught his eye, he recognized the familiar album cover immediately, "Hoodie by Hey Violet."

After he clicked play, Dream was immediately absorbed into the song.

Bopping his head rhythmically to the beat, he softly sang the lyrics. He had memorized it by heart, obviously. Memories flooded his head to back when he had first discovered this song earlier that year.

Hoodie was by far, one of the most addicting songs he had ever heard. It sparked something within him that nothing else could compare to. He would often find himself coming back to this song, for just one more listen.

Leading up to the chorus, he leaned forward in his chair. Singing along, he was hype for the beat drop.

I'm still rocking your hoodie and chewing on the strings,

It makes me think about you so I wear it when I sleep

I kept the broken zipper and cigarette burns,

Still rocking your hoodie baby even though it hurts

Each lyric flowed ever so smoothly, each chord seemed to flawlessly fit together with the harmony. Chills ran down his spine until the very end of the song, he had an itch to listen to it once more.

After clicking the loop button, he heard a familiar British accent.

"Dream, what the hell are you singing?"

His heart dropped to his stomach hearing those words. In panic, Dream slammed his knee up into his desk, echoing a loud bang. He scrambled to pause the music from repeating, saving himself the embarrassment.

Unfortunately, he was so engaged by the song, at the end of his "concert" he hadn't realized George was in the call and he heard him sing the entire thing.

Dream casually cleared his throat, trying to act as if nothing just happened. He fidgeted with his fingers nervously under his desk, waiting for George to say something, anything.

Silence filled the call for a few seconds, just until George couldn't hold it in much longer. He burst out laughing at what he had just witnessed.

Dream leaned back into his chair with his arms crossed, wearing a bitter expression. "It's not that funny, come on."

Although George's laugh was so contagious, Dream almost cracked a smile. He bit his cheek stubbornly in retaliation for the smile tugging on his lips.

"Oh, by the way... I should let you know... I'm streaming. All my viewers heard you sing the entire song," George barely manages, wheezing between each word.

Dream's jaw dropped, he refused to believe it. If George was telling the truth, which he really hoped he wasn't, Dream was royally screwed.

Praying under his breath, he pulled up George's Twitch stream on his monitor. Alas, he truly was streaming. Over 60k people had just witnessed him jam out to a song, completely unaware of their presence.

Dream knew that clip will never be erased from the internet, it's inevitable. There's probably a Twitter hashtag climbing its way up the trending list at that instant.