Affectionate Rivals || DNF

Perfect Human.

George clutch his books tightly as he walk past him. As he glanced through his peripheral vision.

He caught a glimpse of the blonde boy staring at him with his smug smile.

George rolled his eyes and walked even faster. As he sat down in his seat, the teacher looked at the doorway and smiled.

"Ah! Welcome to class, Dream! I'm glad you've recovered from your cold." He spoke.

"Thank you very much, sir! It was definitely stressful." Dream replied with a slight smirk. He knew damn well that he easily pissed George off.

"Oh for god sakes, it's a cold not a disease." George thought to himself.

Dream sat in his seat behind George. He could feeling his eyes piercing through the back of his head.

As George exited the classroom after his last class of the day, two girls he didn't know stood in front of him.

"George, I-I wanted to uhm give this to you!" She spoke as she pushed a small box of chocolates and a card toward his chest.

He smiled and accepted the gift. "Thank you very much!" George responded as he smiled.

She blushed profusely and ran away with her friend beside her.

He would often get random gifts from people who viewed him as a role model or just good looking.

George stared at the box of chocolates while leaving the school building until he saw another pair of shoes in front of him.

He slowly glanced up, creating eye contact with light green eyes. "How cute." The boy spoke as he glanced at George's gift.

"What do you want, Dream." George snapped. "No need to get defensive now. Just wishing you luck at fencing practice today."

Dream smirked and walked past George.

George quickly left the building, pissed off.

"How annoying can this guy get." George spoke to himself.

He stepped into his car and made his way to fencing practice.

George had been doing fencing for a couple of years now. He's always been number one until Dream randomly showed up which caused him to quickly become number two.

As he stepped into the locker room, he immediately felt Dream's eyes upon him. For some odd reason he got goose bumps.

George quickly shook off the feeling and got into the correct attire for practice.

As he stepped out onto the floor, the coach entered the room.

As a warm up, they 1 on 1 have matches against random pairs as everyone else watches awaiting their turn.

The coach began calling out the pairs for the day that they would end up keeping for a good amount of time.

The pairs don't usually change for a while, so majority of the people were excited to see who they would be facing this time around.

"And lastly we have.. George and Dream." He spoke. The room went silent as everyone already knew they had a rivalry against each other.

George could feel everyone's eyes on him. He felt a drip of sweat roll down his face.

"What are we waiting for? First pair, out on the floor."

George got more and more anxious has he awaited his turn, curious about what tricks Dream would pull on him.

As he bit the inside of his cheeks, his name was called along with Dream's.

He got up slowly, clutching his foil (the weapon usually used in fencing) and stepped onto the floor.

He stared into Dream's eyes waiting for the approval from his coach to begin.

Dream's smirk made the hair on George's body stand. He just wanted this to be over.

"Go!" The coach yelled. Dream rushed toward him, thrusting the tip of his foil toward his chest.

George quickly backed up, dodging the attack. He ran toward the blonde, hoping he could tap his shoulder with the weapon.

Suddenly he felt a tight grasp around the top half of his body. He felt Dream's beating heart against his back.

He quickly looked down, viewing the tip of Dream's foil directly beside his neck. "How the hell?!" George thought to himself.

Dream gently tapped George's neck with the foil and let him go.

George leaned over with his hand on his knees, trying to catch his breath.

"Dream, you know you cannot touch your opponent. You technically won but I will not count it considering how unfair it was." The coach spoke.

"My sincerest apologizes. I completely understand!" Dream responded.

The coach called a water break and everyone began to make their way to the locker room.

George physically couldn't though, he was even more than shocked. The moment flashed in his head like bright lights.

He wouldn't be able to possibly get over it. Dream's tight grasp left his arms aching.

The pattern of Dream's heartbeat remained in his thoughts.

Dream turned around knowing George was behind him.

"No need to feel ashamed if you liked it." Dream snickered.

"Shut up!" George yelled. He rushed past Dream and ran into the locker room.

He sipped his water while leaning against the locker, the moment still fresh in his head.

He sighed and attempted to not think about it as he walked back out of the locker room.

After another grueling 2 hours of practice, George gathered his stuff to go home.

As he left the build, he saw Dream getting into his car, he quickly ran out of sight to avoid him.

He quickly slipped into his car and took a deep breath.

Once he arrived home, he collapsed on his bed. Everything that happened during the day overtook his mind, especially that one moment.

George really couldn't get over it, so he'd hoped taking a shower would take his mind off of everything.

He climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling, attempting to sleep. He too wasn't successful at that though until about an hour later...

Thank you for reading the first chapter of Affectionate Rivals! More chapters are coming soon and I hope you're enjoying it so far! ❤️