𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 - Dream x Reader

3. Streaming

GEORGE GOT HIS PLANE TICKETS LETS GOOOOOO

3rd Person Omniscient POV

Dream opens a can of cat food and starts spooning the wet food into Patches' bowl. Patches hears the sound of the can opening and jumps down from her spot on the couch. She runs up to Dream and rubs against his legs.

"Hey Patches," he reaches down and scratches her head softly. "Be patient my love."

Patches mewls and scratches at his legs.

"Okay, okay," he places down the food bowl and Patches immediately begins gobbling it down. "So hungry."

Dream chuckles as he leaves his cat in the kitchen and goes to his room. He sits at his desk and opens Twitch, hitting the go-live button. Quickly opening his phone and tweeting that he's live, he puts on his headset and turns on his mic.

Within a few minutes, the viewers begin pouring and the chat is quickly spammed with:

HI DREAM
DREAM
DREAMMMMM
HIIIII
DREEEEEEEAAAAAMMMMM

"Hello, hello," he greets. He reads a few messages and grins. "So I thought that we'd bring some 1.16 speedruns back yeah?" He pauses as the chat fills with positive messages and encouragement. "Sounds good, okay."

Dream opens his Minecraft and starts a new world. After a few runs, Sapnap joins the call.

"Hey Dream!" His voice rings through Dream's headphones.

"Hey Sap," Dream concentrates on looting the village and killing the iron golem.

"Speedrunning again? Don't cheat this time," Sapnap laughs.

"Yeah, yeah," Dream laughs too, trying to brush off the feeling. The truth was, after his accidental cheating, people would criticize him for everything he did. He didn't show it but often felt like he lost a lot of support and credibility after the incident. Even though he never showed it, Dream felt afraid. Afraid of what people would think if he did anything suspicious again.

"Dream!" Sapnap yells as Dream runs straight into a ravine. Dream snaps out of his thoughts and immediately aims for the water, landing in it safely. "Dude! What are you doing?!"

Dream breathes a sigh of relief.

"Chill, I just lost concentration for a second." He wipes his forehead and refocuses on the game.

"Sureeeee."

Dream plays for around another half hour while Sapnap decides to leave.

As he enters the fortress to collect blazerods, his phone buzzes slightly on his desk.

Probably George.

But it isn't a text from George, it's a recommended TikTok from U/N. Dream makes up some excuse about having to go to the bathroom and quickly clicks on the notification.

The video starts playing and instead of a redstone trap or a Bedwars play, it's simply a black screen with text. He squints to make out the white letters.

Thank you all for the support you've shown me these past few days, it really means a lot

I'll be going live in 2 hours on Twitch as U/N

Hope I'll see you there! :)

The TikTok ends and starts replaying. Dream pauses it and just sits there, still staring at the screen.

A stream? Should I?

He glances back at his monitors, chat is still moving quickly, mostly making fun of how long he's taking.

He quickly unmutes his mic.

"Sorry guys, I think that'll have to be it for today," he pauses as the chat is filled with NOs and crying emojis. "Awww, I'll miss you guys too. I just feel like taking a little break, see you soon!"

He hovers over the end stream button as the chat is spammed with goodbyes.

"Bye!"

He ends and leans back in his gaming chair. After a few minutes, he switches to his secret Twitch account and types U/N into Twitch, following their channel.

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Y/N sits at her desk, drying her palms against her shirt. Beads of sweat are forming on the headset.

What will they think? What if I'm not good enough? What if I mess up in front of everyone? What if...

"Y/N!" She jumps at the sound of her name and picks up her phone reading the name Ethan on it.

Fuck, I forgot I was still calling him.

"Yeah?"

"You good?" he asks.

"Yeah," she bites her lip and glances at the clock.

15 minutes to go.

"No you're not, tell me what's up." Ethan had been her best friend since they were 5, he knew all her moods and feelings.

"It's just, I'm worried about the stream. What will they think? What if they hate me? I'm not used to this kind of fame."

"Hey, hey, relax okay?" Ethan's calm voice rings through her phone. "You're amazing, this is a new experience but you just have to give it your best shot. If they don't love you, then they're missing out on getting to know a sweet, funny, kind, and caring person."

Y/N smiles. Ethan always knew how to make her smile.

"Thank you, Ethan, love you."

"Love you," he chuckles. "Now get ready! I'll see you in 15 minutes."

The call ends and Y/N can't stop smiling. Ethan was truly an amazing friend. She sighs and sits down at her desk, opening Twitch and seeing her follower count is already at 100k.

Wow, this is going to be a difficult stream. Especially with everyone watching.

With 5 minutes left to go, she starts her streaming, leaving the starting soon screen on. The chat flies past, filled with greetings, praises, and encouragement.

Maybe this won't be so bad.

The clock hits 2 and Y/N unmutes her microphone.

"Hey, how's everyone doing?" She pauses to watch the messages fly by. She laughs. "You're all so sweet! Thank you. I'm doing great."

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Dream opens a bottle of water and gulps half of it down as he stares at the starting soon screen. He places the bottle down with a clink and pushes back his hair.

They could just be some old, 50-year-old man living in his mom's basement for all I know. But, as Sapnap said, it might be worth checking out.

He reads chat, glad that none of them know he's there, that was the point of his secret account after all.

"Hey, how's everyone doing?"

Dream freezes at the sound of a young, female voice in his ears. His hand reaches for the bottle and squeezes it tightly, his knuckles turning white. His breathing speeds up and his other hand grips his shirt tightly.

A light, innocent laugh floats through the headset.

"You're all so sweet! Thank you. I'm doing great."

Dream drops the bottle, the glass shattering into a thousand pieces on the floor. He grips his shirt tighter.

Holy fuck.

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