There's a thin line between Love and Hate (Dreambur)

George is fucking nosy

George was worried.

Sapnap was pleased.

Dream- well nobody really knew.

Dream was avoiding L'manburg, that much was obvious.

And George was sick of it.

The dream team was currently walking the 2 hour walk home because Dream had decided that they "needed to be more active" and had made them walk the long way, the way that avoided L'manburg.

Not a lot of people knew it but George was an incredibly observant person and he noticed a lot and knew a lot. Like how Sapnap wore rings so he could fiddle with them when he was anxious or how dream tensed up whenever people brought up the stumps of what should've been horns on his head.

George also noticed that Dream only started acting weird after Wilbur left on Tuesday. It was now Monday.

George has tried bringing it up to Sapnap but the younger had just shrugged and said that Dream was probably just trying to avoid a war but George thought it was more than that and he was going to find out what it was if it killed him.

Small time skip

'God those walls are high." George thought as he walked into L'manburg.

Wilbur was standing in the middle of the square and noticed him immediately.

"George!" He sounded happy but George knew better.

"Wilber. I need to speak with you. Now."

Wilbur smile froze when he saw George's expression and he nodded and motioned for George to follow him.

He brought him to his office and sat down in his chair.

"So what can I do for you today George?"

Wilbur really just wanted George to go away but he couldn't say that, he knew better than to insult a member of the dream team.

"Well you see Wilbur I've been meaning to ask- what happened the last time you visited dream?" George asked calmly though on the inside he was dying.

Wilbur went red for a moment before clearing his throat, "what do you mean?"

"I mean what happened? You've stopped coming around."

"Well it-it was what happens every time of course, I ask for land, Dream says no. I just decided I was done with constantly asking for something I was clearly never going to get."

George narrowed his eyes at Wilbur's stutter, the leader seemed..... flustered and George didn't like it.

He stood up, "I see, well if that's all then I'll be going."

He walked towards the door and opened it, he turned around just before he left, "maybe if you try asking Dream just one last time, he might say yes, worth a shot right." George then smirked at him and made his way home.

George knew he shouldn't have said that but he needed Wilbur to come to the castle, he needed to know what had happened to his friend to make him act so weirdly.

Time skip to the next morning

Wilbur had been avoiding Dreams castle

He knew it would be awkward if he went back

He knew that the kiss was a mistake

He knew it was wrong

He knew it would never happen again

He knew he shouldn't go

And yet despite all of that he found himself once again standing in front of the castle, only this time there was tall gates blocking his path.

Punz walked up to him, "what is your business here?"

"I'm here to see Dream."

"I didn't ask who you were here to see. I asked what your business here was." Wilber has to admit he was slightly afraid of Punz, Punz with his enchanted netherite sword and armour. Wilbur was unarmed and wore no armour, only his signature yellow sweater,light brown trench coat, dark brown trousers and maroon beanie.

"Let him in." Wilbur looked up at the sound of George's voice. George had his iconic gold crown on and his regular blue sweater, black trousers and mushroom pin. George's hair moved about with the wind and Wilbur realised he had adorable elf ears.

"Well, are you coming?" Wilbur realised George was staring at him expectantly. He nodded and followed George into the castle.

They quickly arrived at Dreams office, George turned to him, "I'm glad you came." George smiled a 'you can trust me' smile but Wilbur knew that George may be friendly but he was NOT trustworthy, despite being kind he was still a member of the dream team and that made him dangerous.

"Come in."

George pushed the door open, "Wilbur's here to see you."

Dream looked up and George gently pushed Wilbur inside before walking out and closing the door.

"What are you doing here Wilbur?" Dream didn't seem too happy to see him.

"I'm here to ask for more land."

Wilbur couldn't see Dreams face and yet even he knew the younger was not impressed.

"What?" Dreams voice was steely.

Wilbur contemplated running, he had heard what Dream was capable of and he didn't want to experience it.

But his country needed the land.

"I said I need more land."

Dream stood up.

'This is it' Wilbur thought. Dream was gonna kill me.

"And why exactly should I give it to you."

Wilbur swore his heart stopped beating.

"W-well we need it, for building things, to make a better society." Wilbur silently curses himself for stuttering.

Dream walked in front of desk. Wilbur was getting deja vu.

"Wilbur. Wilbur. Wilbur. Wilbur. You don't seem to understand. I want to know why I should give it to you not why you need it."

If Wilbur didn't know any better he'd say dreams voice sounded sweet but alas he did know better and could tell the blond was just teasing him.

Wilbur sighed, "Dream-." "Why'd you kiss me Wilbur?"

Wilbur stared at Dream or well at Dreams mask.

"What? I didn't kiss you. YOU kissed me."

Dream scoffed, "NO actually Wilbur YOU KISSED ME."

"WHY WOULD I KISS YOU?! YOUR LITERALLY MY ENEMY!"

"WHY WOULD I KISS YOU?! ALL YOU DO IS ANNOY ME!"

"OH IM SORRY THAT I'M TRYING TO GET STUFF FOR MY PEOPLE SO THEY HAVE AN ACTUALLY NICE LIFE AWAY FROM YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE NOTHING MORE THAN A SELFISH BAST-."

And once again they went from yelling at each other to kissing in a matter of seconds. Except this time it was Dream who had kissed Wilbur. He had remembered last time how quickly Wilbur had shut up last time they kissed and wanted to see if he would do it again.

It worked, of course it worked.

Wilbur kissed back immediately.

"Dream!" Came Sapnap's voice.

Every.single.fucking.time.