Why is Dream in my house?! (DreamTeam x Reader)

Doubt

What are the chances that my favourite Twitch streamer of all time was currently residing in my house? The chances are so phenomenal that the event could only be seen as fictional. Was I dreaming? Maybe under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs? What are the chances of that? Also quite low but higher then him being here. Now what are the chances that the man in this mask is a total stranger who's uses his voice to brake into young girl's houses like me?...

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"... and this is the bathroom... and finally my room." I walked in and he followed shortly after, studying his surroundings. 'This is it, he has me completely alone and I've just aloud it to happen. I've let this man into my house and I haven't even seen his face. I've locked my big brother in the pantry where he is completely unable to help if I'm attacked and now "Dream" has me isolated in my room. I've just allowed this to happen. I'm such an idiot. It's the perfect crime.'
"It's a nice room" he said.
"Thanks" I replied.
'I'm too young to die!'
"Where are your parents?"
"Business meeting, they'll be away for a few days."
'OH GOD why would I say THAT!?'
"That's convenient, hopefully I'll be gone by the time they get back"
"It seems things have turned out perfectly"
'No no no no no oh please no please no'
"Yep..." his awkward silence hung in the air.
"Ya know, I've never actually beaten the Ender Dragon solo" I said smirking. 'What are the chances there is a murderer in my house dressed as Dream? Pretty high. What are the chances this murderer could speed run Minecraft with a similar time and style as the real Dream? Very low.'
"Wanna watch me speed run it?" He asked.
"More then ever" I replied. 'This is it, this could possibly explain who is behind that mask.' I grabbed my laptop and took a seat on my bed before booting up Minecraft. The atmosphere feels awkward and he sheepishly moves towards my bed and takes a seat, I slide the laptop over to him.
"Do you have a timer?" He asks.
"We can use my phone"
I press start on the timer and he is off, speeding through the map at an unorthodox speed. He spawned in a dessert and not before long he's made his way to a village in the plains and killed the iron golem. A lava pool was nearby and soon he was in the nether. Watching him speed through the game felt surreal. 'In my hardcore world I've been taking everything very slow, I've even created my own self sustaining island. Dream on the other hand already had all the blaze powder he needed and was now trading for ender eyes.' I am mesmerised by him, completely lost in his gameplay. It wasn't long before Dream found the end portal and was face to face with the dragon. The battle was over in minutes. 'That could only mean one thing, he is the real Dream, right? Or he just happened to also be a really good speed runner. No, I need to be logical, it's unlikely Dream is in my house but it's even more unlikely that a stranger who sounds, plays and even has the blond hair like Dream is in my house. He is the real thing.'
"Time, what was my time?!"
I had forgotten to stop the timer. "Umm... 31 minutes and 28 seconds"
"Not bad"
"You've done better" I smile.
"Yeah, but I've had a better timer" he smirks back.
We both erupted into laughter which quickly subsided leaving us in another awkward silence.
"How long are you gonna leave your brother in the pantry?" He asks.
"I'll let him out in the morning while he's still asleep, gives me chance to get to school and escape him until the afternoon."
"Older brothers shouldn't treat their sisters like that." It's evident that the mood has changed.
"I know that." I say trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"People don't know what they take for granted until it's gone..."
We both sit in silence. Non of us move. My soul grows heavy and I suddenly feel extreme sympathy for him. Although I couldn't see his face I knew what he was feeling and it felt awful, 'I only started watching Dreams content a year ago but the connection I feel when watching his streams is immense and to see him like this is breaking me. I want to tell him everything will turn out okay and that I understand what he's going through, but I don't. All my close family are still alive and I've never been separated from them for very long, even with my parent's business trips. I don't even know what he's experiencing, he never told me why he showed up at my door. This man has brought me so much happiness after difficult school days and bullying from my brother but I don't know what to do for him.' My hand twitches as I think about placing it on his shoulder but stop myself as I don't know how he'll react. I instead opt for a gentle pat on the back which seems more awkward but anything to stop the silence would be a positive at this point.
"Can I use your restroom?"
"Of course, you remember where it is, right?"
"Yeah"
Dream gets up and leaves my room. I want to cry but hold it back. Suddenly, I feel my phone vibrate. Ava's been sending me messages all day and I haven't noticed. 'Fantastic, another thing to feel bad about... I should call her.'
"Sorry" I hear Dream say as he stands in my doorway.
"It's fine, I'm sorry I couldn't be more help... Would you be okay if I invite a friend around? I promise you I can trust her with my life."
There is some hesitation in his voice, "a friend?"
"I've known her all our life, she lives close to here and has still never told her brother I had a crush on him in 3rd grade."
"If you trust her, then I trust you..."
I smiled at him and called Ava, putting her on speaker phone.
"Where have you been?!?! I've been messaging you all afternoon" Ava's voice came over the phone like an erupting volcano.
"I'm sorry, I've been occupied. Listen, can you come over? I need your help."
"What is it? What's wrong?" Her voice sounded worried.
"I can't explain, you just have come and see."
There was a pause before she replied.
"I'll be there in five minutes, don't get into any trouble."
"I wouldn't" I say stifling a chuckle, then hang up. During those five minutes me and Dream sit in almost silence. The tension is broken by the sound of my front door opening. Dream looks at me and straightens his back, I give him a reassuring glance.
"Stand in my closet, come out when you feel comfortable."
He does so and closes the doors behind him, it's not long after that I hear footsteps rapidly ascend the stairs.