DreamTeam One-Shoots

(F) Dream Team

Dream and Sapnap were frantically trying to find George. They didn't know where he is and he wasn't answering any of their calls. He usually answers right away, but later found out they he had left his phone in his room.

They looked everywhere, but they couldn't find him. What if something bad happened to him?

"Where did my little British man go?" Dream asked out loud, tears forming.

"He has to be somewhere." Sapnap tries to comfort him with a hug. Dream hugs him tightly. "We'll find him."

The front door opened and stood there was George. George had tears streaming down his face, sniffling loudly. Dream and Sapnap immediately ran towards him, taking him into their arms.

"George! Where did you go? What happened? Why are you crying?" Dream held his face in his hand, stroking his cheek gently.

George was crying too hard to be able to form a sentence. Sapnap pulled them inside and made them sit on the couch while he got George a cup of water. George drank the water.

"Why..." George trailed off, looking at his two friends. "Why can't I be like you guys...?"

Dream wiped his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"This isn't...fair. It's out of my control." George muttered.

"George, what happened? What isn't fair?" Sapnap takes his hand and squeezes it. Normally, George would've pulled away, but he didn't. Must be serious.

"Did someone make fun of you?" Dream asked.

"...Yes." George says slowly. Dream's face was getting more angrier. "They made...fun of my colorblindness."

Dream stood up swiftly. "Where are they? What do they look like so I can beat their-"

George grabbed Dream's arm to pull him back down. Dream jerked his arm away, causing George to flinch.

"Calm down, Dream, it's fine. I'm fine." George lets out a weak smile. Sapnap also stands up and cracks his knuckles.

"I wanna find this asshole too. No one, I mean no one hurts Georgie!" Sapnap growls. "Especially our Georgie."

George lightly blushes, but tries to calm them down by putting a hand on their arms.

"Don't. I'm don't want to bail you out of jail for fightin'."

"Fighting? We'll do more than just fighting."

"No."

"But they hurt you!"

"Dream, I'm fine now! I've got you guys."

Sapnap takes a deep breath to calm himself down. Dream stares at George's face for a minute before huffing and sitting back down. George smiles at his cooperation.

He sits in between his very caring friends.

"Do you think you can tell us where hell you went?" Dream holds George's hand.

"Well, I wanted to go on a walk..." George whispered, looking down. "And when I was goin' by the buildings, and some people recognized me."

"So they watch our videos?"

"That's what I thought, but..."

"But what?"

"They started to call me real mean things. They were saying how I shouldn't be famous or known. They called me a faggot and of course somethin' about my colorblindness."

"A WHAT?!" Sapnap snapped.

"You deserve everything you've worked for, George." Dream says calmly, but deep inside, raging.

"I swear, if I ever see them, they'll never see the light again." Sapnap snarls.

Then they all sat in a comfortable silence.

"Can...can we cuddle?" George asks them shyly.

"Of course." They agree.

Dream moves so George can lay in between his legs and Sapnap leans on George's hip and hugs him. Dream gently plays with George's hair as Sapnap rubs his legs.

"You okay with me touching your legs, Gogy?" Sapnap asks. George hums in response.

George felt so loved and fuzzy. He loved his friends so much.