Olympian Syndrome

Chapter 8

If you guys skipped the Spice last chapter, then just know that Dream is being very possessive of George.

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What the fuck am I doing? George thought.

He felt his common sense suddenly kick in, and immediatly pushed the blonde away.

They just stood there for a moment, staring at each other and panting hard. Dream looked confused as to why George wanted to stop, while the Aphrodite turned his gaze to the ground, ashamed of himself.

I used my powers to seduce him and I just took advantage off that, what is wrong with me?

Dream noticed the look of terror on George's face. "Geor-" He started to say before the brunette suddenly bolted out the door.

George speed walked while keeping his gaze to the ground, trying to get away from the Hermes as fast as he could, without seeming weird to the other students. Though it was kind of hard to pretend that nothing happened with Dream calling and running after him.

George was stopped when he ran straight into Sapnap's arms. "Are you alright George?" The raven head asked, looking genuinely concerned.

Skeppy suddenly popped up a second later, "You're looking a little pale there, do you feel sick?" he asked reaching up to touch George's forehead. The Aphrodite heard Skeppy's heart speed up at the contact, and he quickly pulled away.

"I...I'm... sorry, but I-" George said as he backed away, only to bump into someone again.

Seriously! What is up with me bumping into people recently! George felt his blood run cold, when he found out that the person he bumped into was Dream.

His guilt for using his powers on them only increased, when he saw them staring at each other murderously.

Dream gripped onto George's shoulders, making the brunette yelped, while keeping eye contact with Skeppy and Sapnap.

"You're hurting him Dream," Skeppy stated in a possessive voice.

"I'm not letting either of you have him. We may be friends, but I'm not gonna share this one." Dream warned.

Sapnap scoffed, "I actually agree with you this time Dream. I want him, and I don't plan on sharing."

Great, did I just unintentionally break up a friendship? George thought. I have to do something...but what?

The three men continued to stare menacingly at each other, now garnering a crowd of students. At the edge of the crowd ,George spotted Karl and Bad with worried looks on their faces. He could tell that they wanted to help, but how?

George pried off Dream's fingers from his shoulder, and started backing away towards his friends.

"Listen, don't fight, it isn't worth it," he told them. Their looks softened when they turned to him.

"Then choose..." they said.

"What?" George responded.

"We'll respect your decision, which one of us do you choose?" they explained as the stood in front of him.

"I..I can't-" George stuttered out. He could hear the crowd gasping and whispering among themselves.

"Just choose George," Dream said placing a hand on his shoulder.

"No... You guys are not thinking straight," George breathed out. He felt his mouth go dry, and his palms getting sweaty.

"What do you mean George?" Skeppy asked.

"It's my fault, I forced you guys feel this way and I apologized." He said trying to steady his shaky voice.

"George what do you mean you forced us, how would you even be able to do that?" Sapnap asked gently.

George's hands were shaking, and he felt like his legs just might give way. "It's because I'm an..." George mumbled the last word.

"George you're gonna have to repeat the last word, we didn't hear you." Dream said.

"I'M AN APHRODITE OKAY!" George shouted out.

Everyone gasped at the new information, while George just stared at the ground. Now it's out... life's gonna be hell, but at least they know that what they feel for me is fake.

He could sense different emotions coming off the crowd. Sympathy from Karl and Bad, disgust from a few, and the rest was all lust. That made George shiver, but not in a good way.

He took some comfort however,when he felt Skeppy and Sapnap's lust for him slowly die down, and thankful he could sense that they weren't mad. He was feeling sort of relieved when an emotion that he has never felt before hits him.

It was like lust yet different, it was calm, soothing and warm. A feeling that made him tingle, and the urge to rushed towards whoever it was coming from was strong.

His heart skipped a beat when he found it radiating off a certain green eyed blonde, that had a gentle smile on his face. Dream's eyes conveyed a certain emotion that George didn't know, and he was unsure whether or not he wanted to find out.