Dream Team One-Shot's

High School Rumor 💚💙

Everybody knows Dream, the captain of the football team. Everyone knows that he isn't like the normal high school movie football player. He is a lot more open minded and kind. Dream likes and can talk to anyone in school. He is friends with guys, girls, they's, gays, you name it. There is only one person that Dream doesn't talk to. His name is George and everybody knows him as the fem-boy of the school. 

George wears cute skirts with pastel shirts and pretty oversized hoodies with leggings. He always has on lip gloss and, on special occasions, sparkly eye shadow. George is very similar to Dream when it comes to being friendly. The whole school knows him. Because of this, he knows that there is a rumor going around school that Dream hates him. His friends Niki and Karl told him that they over heard a conversation where Dream said that he had to leave the room after George tried to talk to him the other day. So rude. 

George re-called the memory back to math class. Dream and George always sat on opposite sides of the room until one day they had a class activity that involved moving around the room. George had a seat in front of Dream's and couldn't figure out the answer to a question. He decided to turn around and ask Dream if he could help or knew the answer.

"Dream, right? Can you help me with question 14? I'm stuck and I really need your help."

Dream stuttered, "I- uh. No, I have to go." 

Dream grabbed his things and left abruptly. He straight up left the classroom. George couldn't understand why Dream didn't want to talk to him. George couldn't stop wondering what he had done wrong to make him be despised. He needed answers.

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It's last period on Friday and George's class got dismissed 20 minutes early. Mr. Philza is the best teacher ever. George ran to his locker to put all his stuff away and threw his pretty pink book bag over his shoulder as he headed down the hallway next to the gym. He decided to leave the school through the door near the locker rooms. That hall is always empty at this time. Well, I guess not all the time.

George quickly turned around the corner, excited to leave early, and ran straight into a tall man in the hallway. They both fell to the floor and papers went flying from George's back back. He should have took an extra second to zip his bag closed. He fell on top of the guy and immediately felt horrible for not looking where he was going. 

"Oh my god, I am so sorry! I should have watched where I was going!" George held himself up to see the man's face covered by his algebra homework.

"It's okay. I'm used to it actually. I mean I do play foot-" he moved the paper off his face to see George hovering over him with his gorgeous brown eyes piercing through him, "ball..."

Dream pushed George off of him and got up from the floor. George huffed and gave him a glare before picking up a few more papers and putting them away in his book bag. When he got to his feet Dream took his wrist and pulled him into the boys locker room. George couldn't even think about what was happening until his back was slammed against a wall of lockers with Dream right in front of him. 

"Ow-" George's arms flung up to cover his face as he flinched, "Please don't-"

"I'm not going to hurt you."

George hesitantly put his arms down with fear smeared across his face.

"Listen. I am going to say this and I am only going to say this once. Don't. Come. Near. Me."

"O-okay."

"I hate your guts." Dream's eyes were harsh but they started to soften.

He stepped a little closer to George, "If it were up to me... I'd destroy your guts." he licked his lips as he looked down and back up George's body.

"Wh-what? I thought you hated me?" 

"No, no I don't. It is actually the opposite."

"Why do you avoid me then? Why do you not want me around you?" George was confused.

"I just need you to stay away from me so that I don't have the urge to rip off your clothes in the middle of the halls. You are so my type and with these hormones... I'm afraid of what you do to my body."

"Am I really that much of a turn on?" George smirked and raised a brow.

"God yes. I just want to see what's under that pretty skirts you wear and tear this hoodie off of you to see your beautiful skin." Dream's hands slowly move to George's sides to lightly grip the blue hoodie he is wearing, in his hands.

George blushes, "Really?"

"I just want to see you parading around the school in my hoodie. I want to see you sit in math class wearing my hoodie, teasing me by biting the strings. I want to see you in the crowd at my football games and easily be able to see you because my hoodie would make you stand out from everyone else. I want everyone to know that you are mine because you are the only one that gets to wear my hoodie. I just want you in my hoodie... I just want you, George."

"Dream..." George licks his lips and wraps his arms around Dream's neck.

"Yes, George?"

"Please fuck me." George whined out to him.

Dream's lips smashed into George's. Dream had him pinned right up against the wall. He moved so that his leg was in between George's. His hands roamed the outside of George's hoodie. One hand made it up to the back of George's head where he lightly tugged on his hair and the other made it's way up the inside of the hoodie. George stood on his toes to keep his lips connected with Dream's. Dream could taste the lip gloss from George's lips. 

Soon George's skirt and panties are yanked down and his hoodie is pulled off. Dream removed his hoodie and jeans. George's saliva was used as lube on Dream's fingers to stretch George out. Dream did exactly as George asked and fucked him. It was quick and hot. George was pushed against the lockers as Dream gripped onto his hips to fuck him at a quick pace. George tried his best to hold back his moans and Dream grunted quietly in his ear in between neck kisses.

When they had finished, they cleaned up their mess before starting to put their clothes back on. They both had their pants half way up when they heard yelling in the halls, clearly from a group of football players. Both of them hastily grabbed the rest of their clothes and George's book bag before running into a bathroom stall together, around the corner in the locker room. As the stall door locked, the room busted open and filled with football players. Dream and George froze in the stalls while everyone got ready for Friday night football practice.

As all the students left the locker room they met their coach on the field. 

"Where is Dream?" Coach Schlatt asked.

"I saw him in class today." Punz said.

"He said he would be here at lunch today." Sapnap told the coach.

A couple minutes later the doors of the school opened as Dream and George ran out of the building. Dream ran to catch up to his group of friends as George ran over to his car in the parking lot that is right next to the field. It is a bit windy outside so George pulled up the hood to his hoodie.. or should I say Dream's hoodie. Dream obviously gave George his hoodie to wear and he didn't regret it at all. He looked absolutely adorable in it (and may he say fuckable as well). George blushes as he hears Dream's buddies cheering him on, they know exactly what happened just by the way Dream was acting and the way he looked. As George unlocked his car, he looked up and smiled as he saw Dream pushing his mates around for cracking on him about the hook up. George waved sweetly at his boyfriend and Dream smiled back giving him a salute. Surly everyone will know by Monday that Dream doesn't actually hate George and that they are dating. Hopefully the whole hook up thing doesn't get gossiped around... 

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