Dnf Oneshots

A Small Interruption

Cw: This story will include smutish scenes, fluff and brief mentions of triggering topics such as alcohol. Stay safe and enjoy!

POV: 3rd person

George was streaming Minecraft with his face cam on. He was especially bubbly today, his voice light and playful, a massive smile on his face the majority of the time. It was a lowkey stream, and George spent most of his time interacting with chat instead of paying attention to the game. Because of this, he found himself in a lot of near-death experiences related to creepers and skeletons. But it just made him laugh and in turn, made Chat laugh.

Suddenly, George heard the front door open. His head turned to his bedroom door briefly, then he looked back to his computer stream. "One second guys I need to check the front door." Chat explodes with "oki!" And "Aw okay!" And things of the like. George muted his mic, standing up from his desk and leaving the bedroom. When he came to the living room, he saw Dream in the kitchen unpacking a small cvs bag. "So that's where you went." He commented, his British accent making butterflies explode in Dream's stomach as it always did. Dream turned, tilting his head slightly and giving George a coy smile. "You promised we could have a movie night, so I went to get candy." George raised his eyebrows, his voice playful. "At CVS of all places?" Dream nodded, stepping towards the short brunette.

"And maybe a few other things..." George went red in the face as Dream's hands came to his waist, one hand slipping around to his ass. George's breath caught, and his voice was quiet as he spoke. "I'm streaming, Dream." Dream laughed softly, leaning his head down and kissing George's neck. He whispered against his skin. "Well they can't see or hear us, can they?" George shook his head, gently pushing Dream away. "I can't just disappear on them, Dré." Dream stepped back but smirked, staying determined. "Well you already did that, didn't you?" George rolled his eyes, making his way back to his room. "You know what I mean." Dream watched him leave in defeat, ideas sparking in his mind as he unpacked the candy from the cvs bag. As well as a few other "surprises."

George continued his stream for about 10 minutes, pretending he hadn't left the stream for as long as he did. After a short while, he got a text from Dream. He checked it idly, going red in the face as he read it. "You'd better find an excuse to end stream in the next five minutes or else I might just kiss you in front of them all." George looked up from his phone quickly, stuttering over his words for a split second. "H-hey guys I just remembered I have something going on today so I have to cut short. Sorry! I'll see you all on the next stream!" He hit end stream and offline chat blew up with confused and worried comments. Dream burst into his room a second later, a smirk on his face. "I see a certain somebody just ended stream..."

George went even more red, using his hands to push his chair a couple feet back from his desk. "Stream sniping are you?" The brunette teased, playing off how flustered he was. Dream laughed, sauntering over to George and leaning down, his hands bracing on either sides of George's arm rests. "Maybe a little..." he muttered, his eyes drifting closed in synchronization with George's when their lips met. Dream took control of the situation, deepening the kiss and slowly slipping his tongue into George's mouth. From there, the kiss escalated quickly into a clash of teeth and tongue and before George realized what was happening, Dream had his hands up the brunette's shirt.

George gasped softly, desperately reaching up to wrap his arms around Dream's neck. The blonde smirked against his lips, sliding his hands under George's armpits. The brunette squealed as Dream picked him up, moving him to sit on the bed. George gasped softly, his face bright red. Dream smirked, kissing him softly on the neck and putting his hands on either sides of his hips. George tilted his head up, whispering softly, "Are you drunk?" Dream chuckled, sucking gently on his neck. George groaned softly over Dream's response. "Maybe a little... but I'd have wanted to fuck you wether or not I was high." George laughed softly, but his laughter quickly shifted to a moan when Dream nipped teasingly at his neck again.

Dream pushed George back, making him fall backwards. George gasped softly, biting down softly on Dream's upper lip before pulling him into a kiss when the blonde crawled overtop him on the bed. Dream chuckled, deepening the kiss and grabbing at the hem of George's shirt. George's hands jumped up, stopping him. The kiss softened slowly and then George pulled away gently. Dream looked at him curiously, opening his mouth to speak. George interrupted him, "I don't think that's a good idea right now." Dream looked surprised, but nodded before responding. "May I ask why?" George laughed softly, nodding. "You're drunk. I don't want to take advantage of that."

Dream snorted, kissing him gently on the forehead. "That's your best excuse?" George rolled his eyes, gently pushing back on Dream's chest. "I'm serious, Dré." Dream sighed softly, standing up slowly. He didn't take his eyes off George as he replied. "You could've just said you weren't in the mood." George went bright red, stuttering over his own words. "No that's not- I— that's not what I meant-" Dream laughed, giving him a smug smile. His tone was teasing, and it made George scoff with lighthearted irritation. "I know, George. It's still funny." George rolled his eyes, watching as Dream started towards his bedroom door. Right before he grabbed the doorknob, George spoke up. "Wait-"

Dream turned, his expression curious. "Yes?" George went red again, standing and walking over. "One last thing..." Dream raised a curious eyebrow, groaning softly into George's mouth as the brunette gave him a hard kiss. George let his arms slip around Dream's waist, gently nipping at his lower lip in a teasing manner. Dream let his hands slide up George's shirt, gently stroking his back. The kiss lasted a long while, until George finally pulled away. Dream smiled a bit lopsided, giving George one last kiss on the nose before starting towards the door and leaving George's room. Right before he closed the door, Dream called over his shoulder, "I better see you in a couple hours for our movie night." George laughed and nodded in response, then sighed softly, plopping down onto his bed and closing his eyes. Vivid replays of the past 20 minutes or so running on repeat in his mind.