A/N I know these chapters have been short ill try to make longer chapters after these first two hopefully! <3
Dream POV
I saw in my corner of the screen that George had joined the world again and I had to clear my mind, not think about my feelings for now. I'll think about it all later when i'm alone. alone.
"Dream? Why aren't you talking?" I heard George say.
"Oh no reason" I said with a small giggle at the end trying to act as normal as possible.
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"Okay so do you wanna keep playing I have your stuff." Dream had asked.
"Yeah that's why I joined stupid" George said with a small laugh.
"Dream! We should build a house!" George said excited about his new idea."ooo yeahh, ill get wood and stone you get tools and more materials?" Dream said. "okay" was all that George said.
Dream POV
I still cant get the thought out of my head. Me? Liking him? I don't even feel like playing Minecraft anymore even though. I love to play with him and all but I cant think about this while he's RIGHT HERE and i'm talking to him. I want to get off as soon as I can.
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"Ughhhh im so tired, Dream i'm gonna go to sleep that okay? We can build our house tomorrow" George had said in a sleepy voice. "Alreadyyy? We didnt even get to start building our house" Dream said hoping he would deny so he could get off. "Yes im very tired we will play another time" George said leaving the Minecraft world. "Okay fine goodnight" dream said. "Goodnight." was the simple reply he got.
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Dream POV
Relief. Was all I could feel. I don't have to play this dumb game and I can think about my thoughts and George and how I feel about him. Alone once again with just myself and my thoughts. Dream had always loved being alone just to think, but being with George was better than being with no one. What? Why was George always on my mind? The more I think about it every time at night when i'm just thinking George always pops up somewhere. Always. Why was it like this, George is straight. Right? I just don't know how I feel, he even asked me to say I love you? Why? I did love him but he never asked me to say it I just did. Could I love him, not as a friend? a boy?
Every word.
Every laugh.
Every giggle.
Every moment.
Everything about him was...
Perfect.
