"dream are you even listening?" the brits voice caught the floridian off guard, he looked up from the fidget spinner he was throwing between hands to the discord call infront of him.
"yeah- sorry, cooking stream you said?"
"so i want to do it tomorrow, but i don't know what to cook" george huffed
"what's your favourite meal to make and eat"
"it's embarrassing but i barely cook- my mum normally does it"
"well is there something you know how to cook?"
"hmm" george paused, thinking. dream leant back in his chair.
"steak"
"that's easy enough, will kinda be a short stream though" dream giggled
"i know- that's why i'm going to do three courses"
"three courses? george you barely know how to work a spatula let alone make a three course meal"
"i know what a spatula is!" george almost yelled, dream began wheezing
"what is it then!"
george paused
dream was right, he didn't know what a spatula was
"one point to dream, zero to george"
"why are you talking in third person you weirdo"
"shut up and plan your meal, i've got shit to do"
"you're leaving me?" george whined
"yeah actually, i have letters to sign"
"boring, can't you just stay on call while you do it dream?"
"george youre so clingy"
"well anyways i'll leave you to it, just message me when you're done?"
"fine, if i must"
"okay, bye dream!" george exclaimed before the discord sound rang.
Dream also left the call and loaded up spotify, he clicked shuffle on his playlist and there it was again, the song that seemed to follow his every movement, every action no matter what it was.
The same very song that had began pestering him, itching at those feelings he buried deep inside.
Trying to pull them out, trying to make them spill like a fallen glass.
He grabbed a glass bottle and took a swig of the water before placing it back down hearing the 'clank' sound of the glass against the wooden desk.
now, i'm a ghost i call your name you look right through me.
George and dream had always had a flirtatious friendship, it was normal to dream though, he'd always been the same with sapnap and even other close friends. So why should it be different with george?
His eyes gazed from the pile of letters on his desk that awaited his signature to two letters pinned on a cork board on his left.
He unpinned one, brushing his fingers over the ink.
he smiled to himself, mentally he began to read it.
Clay
I don't really understand the whole thanksgiving thing, we don't celebrate it here. But i heard sapnap and you talking about it a couple days back and it seems to be something that makes you happy, something you seem passionate about.
I just wanted to write this to wish you happy thanksgiving, i know it's dumb or whatever but i just thought it would be a nice thing to do, you should really tell me about it some time.
i hope you know that i'm thankful for you
and everything you've helped me achieve
thank you for being my best friend dream
and don't tell anybody i said this
but ily :]
ur the best
- george
He chuckled to himself, george always tried his best to understand dreams interests, after all he'd spent years listening to him ramble about every hyperfixation he'd had regardless if he understood it or not.
Dream ran his hands through his hair before pinning it back on the wall, he looked at the other pinned letter, it was another thanksgiving letter from the previous november, yet sapnap had written that one. Dream cried upon receiving it.
He huffed picking up a pen as he began to sign letters, getting through them surprisingly quickly, he was signing off fan letters to thank them for sending items to his P.o. box, something he had to do daily to keep on top of.
After an hour, his discord pinged. He groaned seeing it was from tommy, remembering he had lore to participate in.
[TommyInnit: You still down for lore today in half an hour?]
[Dream: Yeah, let me load up MC, is sam online?]
[TommyInnit: Yeah :D just wait in a VC and i'll join at the right time]
[Dream: Remember everything i say is just for the plot, okay? i don't mean any of it]
[TommyInnit: You worry too much dream, i know it is, after all it wouldn't affect me, i'm TommyInnit, women hater, super muscular, cool as fuck. Nothing hurts big man Innit.]
[Dream: Okay tommy, have a good stream, speak in a bit :)]
Dream joined Vc2 and waited, tommy had since gone live and now it was just a waiting game. His character walked around the cell as dream danced and sang to music making sure he was muted.
Eventually tommy began and they did the lore as planned, everything went well.
Before long it was over and dream left the VC, leaving the game. He was feeling tired, slightly moody and was worried his performance wasn't up to standard, he pulled himself from his chair and walked to another room, opening the door he was met by various fan arts of himself, little hand made items sent from fans.
Dream let out a sigh of relief as he sat in the middle of the room looking around, he smiled remembering why he did it all, thankful he was able to provide people with such happiness simply by his content, he no longer felt worried about his performance as he looked between each and every item placed on the shelves.
The sound of a discord call coming from his room alerted him and he shuffled up careful not to fall before making a jog to his room, he placed the headset on and answered as he sat in his chair
"Dream!" george exclaimed
"Hey george, everything okay?"
"i'm here too!" sapnap laughed
"Hey sap, you both feeling okay?"
"Yeah, just wanted to say that you did good today" Sapnap giggled
"Thank you sap"
"i don't know how you two can do it, i just end up laughing" george smirked
"yeah, we know george"
"the fans really want lore from you gogmeister"
"Ehhhhhhhh-" he paused "i know, it's just hard? isnt my cup of tea i guess"
"That's understandable, it isn't for everyone" dream smiled leaning his face against his hand watching as the profile pictures lit up green with every noise.
"Right so we actually called for a reason" Sapnap interrupted
"what's up?" dream crossed his legs on the chair and began to spin unable to keep focus
"dream are you busy tomorrow at like eight?"
"Pm or Am?"
"PM, me and sapnap wanna stream"
"Yeah, i'll be home"
"brilliant!"
"you seem very excited just for a stream, i thought you were doing a cooking stream" dream chuckled
"oh yeah- i've moved that back a bit" george giggled as he typed
"why? you sure everything's okay?"
"Dream, chill bro, everything's good!" Sapnap chuckled
"Right, on that note, i'm going to sleep i'll put it in my calendar"
"Go live at 8 tomorrow!" george said quickly making sure dream heard
"why have i gotta go live, you two are the ones that wanna stream!"
"we're all going live"
"at once? sap that makes no sense"
"Stop being so technical for once and listen!"
"Fine, alt or main?"
"Main"
"Can i sleep now?" Dream groaned
"If you must" george sighed
"goodnight george, goodnight sapnap"
"G'night brother"
"Night dream!"
And it was left at that, dream did as he said and got into bed as he began to wonder what they were planning, it would make sense if it was an among us lobby since they wanted all three of them to stream, but among us with just three people? Boring.
Dream decided he'd message Quackity and karl in the morning to see if they were also participating unless george and sapnap were planning a stream train, the thinking eventually wound dream down and he fell asleep wondering about the plans his friends had made.
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All Time Low
Hayran Kurgu[DreamNotFound] Unrequited Love for your bestfriend sucks, especially when you have to hide the fact you're feeling sickly romantic things for him daily infront of millions of people. (based on all time low by jon bellion) (Low life - poppy)
