Dreamnotfound Fluff

4 (Part I)

A/N: Okay so this is going to be pure angst sorry I just had to write this. Inspired by another fanfic I read somewhere I don't remember lol rip ok. Also oop language sry.

Dream stared at the Discord icon. "George, I told you not to."

George's voice came into Dream's headphones. "I'm sorry, I thought you wouldn't care."

Dream spoke, voice shaking with anger. "No. That wasn't an accident. It's not an accident, posting my face reveal on Twitter before I want you to. It's not an accident, showing the world what I look like without my consent. I trusted you, George."

George voice was rising as well. "Dream, you need to stop hiding. I've done a face reveal, Sapnap has too, and it was about time anyways! You can't keep hiding your face, it was inevitable, you're just a coward." George spat.

Dream narrowed his eyes, fuming. "You don't have the right. You don't have the right to do my face reveal for me. And I wasn't hiding. I didn't want to show my face, and you never had the right to share that picture. I thought I could trust you, George."

"It's so stupid, it's just your face, it's nothing really important!" George yelled, fury lacing his voice.

"It is. Because it was the last thing that was truly private, the last thing that would be just mine to know, and yours and Sapnap's. But then you decided to share it with the world. You — " Dream took a deep breath. "No. Go away, I don't want to talk to you."

"Fine! I never said I wanted to talk with you anyways." George yelled back, and Dream ended the voice chat before George could continue. Dream stormed around in his room, mad at George, mad at the world, and mad at... himself.

"I'll just go to bed and everything will be fine next morning." Dream muttered to himself. He opened the bedroom door, stepping into the bathroom to take a shower. He noticed his reflection in the mirror. Flaming eyes, creased forehead, clenched teeth.

"You f*cking idiot George." Dream growled through his gritted teeth. He shook his head, stripping down and stepping into the warm spray of the shower. As he let the warm water rain down on his head, which was buried in his hands, he thought. He thought back to all the times with George, joking, chatting, talking, and every decision they'd made in their lives had come down to this mess. Dream sunk down the slippery shower wall onto his knees, letting the warm shower beat down on his head like a furious rain. Dream slowly relaxed under the warm water, unclenching his muscles, and relaxing slightly. As he stood back up to finish his shower, he felt a slight twang of regret.

I shouldn't have said that to George. He's my best friend. My only best friend, apart from Sapnap. He's right, I was probably being a coward. It's just my face. There's still plenty of other things that I can keep to myself.

Dream looked up, staring at the shower wall.

I ought to apologize to George.

I will.

Dream stepped out of the shower much calmer than before. He slowly rubbed his hair dry, watching his reflection in the mirror. He dried his face, then his body, slipping on a comfortable hoodie and sweatpants. Dream pushed open the door and turned off the lights, moving down the hallway and into the bedroom. He stared a little at the monitor, but decided to give George a little space. He would probably be still angry at Dream, and George angry was hard to make to see sense. So Dream decided he would sleep, and in the morning, he would apologize to George first thing. He shut off the bedroom lights, climbing into bed, staring at the dark ceiling, replaying that conversation in his mind. Every time the words rang out in his mind, he thought of a thousand other ways he could've responded, a thousand of other ways he could've made it better. But he didn't. And he had decided to hurt George as much as he could. Dream turned onto his side.