Dreamland (Dreamnotfound !)

Chapter 2 || Unrest

Dreams POV

The PvP fight doesn't go as planned. What I thought would be an easy sweep ended up being more of a battle of focus due to George's witty and flirty comments.

I didn't expect him to flirt this much, It's not like him.

I glance over at my second monitor, I have discord and George's stream pulled up. I find myself getting more lost and lost in his eyes everyday....They drive me crazy. I shake my head and focus on the game again.

"Dream, you've gone awfully quiet, Don't tell me your flustered already, we're on our second round" George says between giggles

"Pffff, please, In your dreams Georgie poo~" I quickly coo back, furiously tapping on my keyboard to make my Minecraft character jump up and down while holding shield.

I hear George shuffle in his chair and I glance over at the stream, leaning closer to his mic

"Dreaaaammmm~" he taunts, causing me to stumble on my keys forcing me to back up as he gets a good critical on me.

I catch his eyes. Those damn eyes. The burnt ember orbs sparkle with slyness, he knows he caught me with that. I shake my head and try my hardest to get back to focusing on my game, but just as I do, I get crit twice more, and I see the death screen. I let out a loud groan as George cheers happily. I hover over the respawn button, glancing over at Georges stream one last time.

Fine.

He wants to be flirty?

So be it.

George's POV

I hear Dream let out a quiet chuckle as he shifts in his seat.

"Georgieeeeee~" He whispers into his mic. I feel chills run down my spine as I quickly maneuver my in-game character across a river to create some distance between my character and his.

"Cmon cutie don't run away~" He continues as he makes yet another move close to me. I quickly sprint through the trees, boosting myself on the lower blocks in a blind panic to get away.

Cutie??? When has he ever used that one me? I feel my cheeks start to sting and my thoughts run rampant. One little word is all it takes for him to undo me. He has me under his thumb and he doesn't even know, but why would he know??? No reason he should. I'm his best friend, he says these things platonically to me all the time, so why now does it feel different? Why now when I'm live in front of 25 thousand people??? I'm brought back to reality by a loud wheeze and a death screen, feeling my face twist into a pout. "Oh whatever Dream you just got lucky" I say quickly, sticking my tongue out at the camera. Just then a dono comes in

"George, tell Dream you think he's hot, we all know that's what your thinking"

I stare at my screen lost. What??? Dreams kettle of a laugh ground me yet again "Georgie doesn't think, he KNOWS im hot" He says between his laugh. I feel the same heat grace my cheeks as I stifle a laugh and glance away. "Pfff. Please. Dream is a Donkey." I say out the side of my mouth. "GeORge wHaT??!!?!" He yells into the mic "a DOnKeY??!?" another loud wheeze shoots through my headphones as I join in the laughter, covering my mouth and letting my head hang down. I shoot my head back up "That's right. GUYS! I never told you how stinky and gross Dream smells I swear!" quickly yelling out in a vlogger-like fashion, earning an earth shattering wheeze from Dream yet again, sending me into another fit of laughter.

We finally calm ourselves and head into the last round of our PvP match, the score reading 2-2 . Whoever wins this one is the winner of banter battle essentially. I lean forward in my chair, laser focusing on my screen. 'Come on George, you got this.' I think as we line up with our diamond armor.