~Dreamnotfound Oneshots~

Thinking About You

Thank you @WildV6 for the request :]

I drew the thing above lol, I don't do digital art often but I spent like, d a y s doing that lmao

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Walking into his 5th period classroom, George silently groaned in his head, already not looking forward to the class.

Unluckily for him, Dream sat a few seats behind him and one over, constantly mocking him and making little retorts in class.

He sat down at his usual desk, watching as Dream and the blonds bestfriend, Sapnap, came in and sat at their own seats, both boys talking and laughing amongst themselves.

Only 20 minutes into class, and George had raised his hand to answer a question. The sentence was full of t's, which seemed to be Dream's favorite thing, as the blond then mocked him.

"Trigonometry and triangle's" he mocked, a horrible British accent in his voice and not pronouncing the t's.

George turned around in his seat, glaring at the other boy and saying, in a bad American accent, "Oh yea, well I'm a kettle wheezer and I think im hilarious." He turned back around to face the front of the class, crossing his arms over his chest angrily.

Dream rolled his eyes, looking over at Sapnap, who only snorted and shook his head. The raven-haired male has had to deal with the two since the beginning of school, and something about there interactions just made him wanna laugh at the sexual tension.

The dark-eyed boy had brought it up to Dream before, only to get smacked in the back of the head and yelled at.

Once class was finally over, George walked to the library, where he usually went during lunch.

Sitting down at one of the wooden tables, he set his head down and thought about his 5th period, and the boy in it.

He didn't always hate Dream, he used to, and still does but won't admit it, had a crush on the blond boy. Dream had been rather attractive, active and pretty smart student, as well as a having personality that made him wanna combust with all the butterflies in his stomach.

But, on one day in their math class, 5th period, the green-eyed boy had mocked him for his accent, and it became a regular thing. He always hated being mocked for it, especially since he was now in an American high school, when he just wanted to go back to London.

During his 9th year, him and his family had to move to Florida because of his father's job, and going across an ocean to a new school, in the middle of the year, was horrible. Kids would mock him pretty regularly, but now, being in 11th grade, most people would leave him alone.

But oh, not Dream.

He groaned quietly, sitting up and pulling a book out of his backpack, currently rereading the Harry Potter series.

After reading a couple paragraphs, he heard the library door open, some walking, and then a chair being pulled out from under a table.

He looked up, only to see the blond he had been thinking about, Dream pulling out his laptop and a note book, the brunet assuming that he had some school work to catch up on.

He shook his head softly, trying to clear his mind of any thoughts, and looking back down at his book, continuing to read the black, ink printed words.