NAKED - dreamnotfound

15

dream gripped onto george's hand, leading the brunette back to the room where bad and niki were waiting.

george was wearing a cropped purple shirt with dark wash jeans, paired with purple eyeshadow splatters to match his top.

dream had on a green vintage wash sweatshirt with a smiley face design on the front, wearing similar dark jeans as george. the top was paired with a fake tattoo of the same smile planted on the apple of his right cheek.

"you ready?" dream asked, squeezing george's hand in his.

the brunette gave a small squeeze in return. "always," he smiled.

"come on, boys! stop flirting and let's get this shoot done!" bad called, rushing them over to the photo shoot area.

they were exiting the building and entering a field of purple violets, a large patch covering the green grass that sprouted beneath.

the two boys settled down in the field, waiting for instruction.

"just do what feels natural. with shoots like this between two lovers, the more casual it is, the more natural it seems," bad ordered, setting up his camera.

george gave a nod as he faced dream, who was sat on the ground with his legs propped in front of him.

the brunette inched forward, placing a hand on dream's chest and pushing him down until his back hit the earth, crushing a couple of the purple flowers beneath them.

he giggled at the blush forming on dream's cheeks before laying down as well, placing his head on the blonde's stomach and propping his legs in the air to dangle.

dream chuckled lightly at the pose. it was cute, very cute. it made the boy beside him look much more adorable than he already was, which meant a lot.

bad snapped a couple photos before dream switched the position they were in.

the blonde pulled george to rest against his chest instead of his stomach. he smiled down as he gazed over the boy, pulling his cheek closer to give a soft kiss.

"good, good... george, lean back and gaze at dream lovingly. i want eye contact, everyone loves that," bad instructed, moving around to a different spot for better lighting.

george pushed himself up a tad so he could lean on his elbows before turning his gaze to dream's shimmering green eyes.

the blonde held a soft smile on his lips as he stared back, his heart warming as the brunette's face tinted to a pinker shade.

just like every time they made eye contact before, the world seemed to disappear around them. it was just the two of them, sitting in a patch of flowers, holding each other's bodies and sharing loving looks out of pure affection.

dream wasn't so sure if george felt the same before. but now, he knows. george confirmed it himself.

the brunette wanted the moment to be real just like dream did.

and it was real. no matter if the camera was pointed at them, or if they were tangled under the sheets together, or even just sharing an order of coffee at a small cafe.

no matter the situation, the feelings they felt for each other never went away.

truly, if they were to be honest, they never faked anything. every single movement, every touch, every stolen glance or shared kiss was always real. it was between them, personal, and sentimental enough for dream or george to cry over.

dream was in love with george.

was george in love with dream?

the blonde smiled at the shy blush on george's face as they dazed at each other.

dream would do anything to keep that smile on him forever.

・❥・

"i don't care, dream!"

the blonde shrunk at his raised tone, tapping his finger along the counter.

"george, bad told me to ask you, and- and i'm just doing what he said! he's my manager, i have to do these things!"

george narrowed his eyes, shaking his head as he pushed away from the kitchen counter. "i said i don't care. you should already know what my answer would be!"

dream bit back his tongue, holding himself back from cursing the fuck out of the ignorant boy. "george, how am i supposed to know if you wanted your own profile?"

"i don't know," george placed his phone down, the post of him in the playboy bunny suit pulled up, showing the toxic comments. "maybe because of this? the rude words, the literal hate that was directed towards me? dream, people were trying to dox me!" he snapped, snatching his phone back to himself.

dream let out a deep breath, rolling his eyes as they closed and reopened. "look, i know it's a lot, but that's just something you learn to dea-"

"shut up, dream!"

the blonde blinked at the shorter boy. "what?"

"shut."

"up."

"i told you my answer. i don't give two shits about how much it will help your audience and fan base grow. i literally, genuinely, do not care!" george snarled.

"for all i know, you're just using me to your own advantage. for your popularity, to keep your social rank high and keep your fans entertained. bad doesn't care about how i feel, and you probably don't either!"

dream pursed his lips together, backing away from the counter.

his chest felt heavy, and his lungs were suddenly not working as well as they did minutes prior to now.

the blonde turned around, grabbing his phone as he trailed to the bedroom.

"fine, sorry. i won't ask again." dream muttered as he disappeared into the hallway.

george sat back, throwing his head into his hands with an exasperated sigh.

"dream, wait-" george called, hopping up from his spot and following dream to the room.

"dream-"

the blonde spun around, shaking his head fiercely. "no, no, george. you told me how you feel, and frankly, i don't want to hear it again."

the brunette met dream's strong gaze, but he could see behind it.

the blonde was obviously hurt.

"no- i didn't mean it, i was just-"

"stop, george!" dream interrupted. "you can't take it back. you said what you said, i'll get over it."

with that, the blonde disappeared into his bedroom.

for the first time since the week they began faking their relationship, george slept alone in the bare guest bedroom.