Dnf/Karlnap smut and oneshots (Reupload)

Just how perfect you are

TOP GEORGE PERSONALLY I HATE TOP GEORGE BUT IK SOME OF YALL LIKE IT EHEM @SkittleLovesU

Summary:

"Yes, beautiful?" George adjusted his gaze back to Dream.

Dreams bit his lip, trying his best to not sound pathetic. "Stop teasing me."

George laughed quietly and turned Dream's body to face the mirror. "I want you to keep your eyes on yourself okay? I'm gonna show you just how perfect you are, my love."

At last, only two men stood in the makeshift fighting ring, both determined to beat each other.

Dream, one of the strongest fighters on the Smp, stood on one end, stone axe in hand.

Sapnap, one of Dream's closest friends, stood in the other, armed with the same weapon as his competitor.

No movement was seen for a brief moment until Sapnap lunged forward. He and Dream fell to the ground, Sapnaps axe pointed toward dream's throat, Sapnap had won, or so he thought.

Dream watched as Sapnap began to celebrate his victory with childish insults, the axe still pressed against his neck.

He waited for Sapnaps attention to move more to his pre-determined victory than his opponent.

Dream moved quickly, gripping the axe at its handle and ripping it from his opponent. Dream quickly made his move flipping a confused Sapnap onto his back.

Before Sapnap could register what had happened, Dream had one axe on each side of his throat.

Dream laughed as Sapnap laid on the ground, still slightly dazed from the sudden takedown.

"And the last man standing is Dream!" Tommy announced loudly to the surrounding crowd.

Applause and cheers exploded from the audience as Dream lifted the axes, throwing them both off to the side, and walked out of the arena.

A group of people quickly came to congratulate him. George, Dream's boyfriend, stood proudly next to them as the others talked about the fight.

" I really thought that Sap had that honestly" Karl recalled the beginning of their fight.

Quackity was quick to disagree with that "Nah dreams a big dude he easily had that one"

Dream's eyes darted to the floor for a moment, but he laughed anyway, after a bit of conversation, Dream smiled and quickly excused himself, he claimed he was tired after the fight and needed to go home.

George excused himself soon after. He had known that Dream had some issues with what he looked like and the moment the words left Quackity's mouth, all George wanted to do was run up to Dream and hug them until the world faded away behind them.

When George entered the house it was dead silent, which was very odd for the Dream Team house, (except make it Minecraft) no matter how many people were there.

"Dream? Are you still awake?" He spoke a bit louder than normal but not quite a yell.

"Yea I'm just gonna- er- take a shower, then probably take a nap or something" Even though the voice had come from the floor above, George could tell that his voice sounded strained and saddened.

George walked up the stairs and stood next to the bathroom door. "Love, are you alright?"

"Yea I'm fine, Sap didn't really-"

"Of course, he didn't Dream, are YOU okay, I promise that wasn't what Quackity meant"

Dream sighed and sat down in front of the door, covering his face with his hands.