The Series: myct one-shot [COMPLETED]

Gay chicken [SMUT]

Hi! Sorry about the long wait haha, something personal happened to me and I needed some time to concentrate, I am somewhat over it now so I'm back to writing! This is the fourth re-write currently and I hope the last. Thank you for 1.67k readers! It really means a lot!

The air around the three was quiet, it wasn't awkward per se, just quiet. No one was speaking, sometimes one of them would laugh and the others would ask to see. It was just some quality calm-down time for the Dream Team.

It's been 30 minutes of peaceful silence, the excitement of mucking about finally quietening down with them. The loud heartbeat at their eardrums now gone, just their breathing.

When the boys planned to come together they were expecting late-night talks by the glass table, silly Minecraft challenges maybe. Instead, they are laying on the couch after a lung-burning run across a field. It was meant to be a midnight walk with calm jokes and adventure but ended up with them being chased by a gang of angry gothic kids.

"So... Ha..." Sapnap was the first to speak, among all the silence an old memory came to him, "anyone heard of gay chicken?"

"Gay chicken?" George questioned, pulling off a face that had 'what' and 'ridiculous' at the same time.

"Yeah, we all are straight, right?"

Dream laughed lightly, grabbing for water bending over his crossed legs to reach it, "I mean, one in three people are gay and me and nick aren't."

George groaned pushing himself into the couch more, "oh my god, I told you I'm not- ugh, whatever. What's this game about anyway?"

Sapnap cleared his throat pulling his phone off the table and setting a stopwatch.

"We have to flirt with each other, basically just be gay and whoever is the first to get scared and chicken out looses."

The oldest looked at both of them, sighing, "I'm in."

The timer started with a faint tick, Sapnap wasting no time on flirting with his friends. Dream, on the other hand, was thinking up a strategy. Too concentrated on figuring out which of his friends would be easiest to chicken out. Meanwhile, Sapnap and George had been abusing each other with pick up lines and flirts, slowly quietening down as physical attributes were added.

At first, it was small thigh or hand touches, next it was close call lip brushes against the other's mouth or skin. Things they both thought would chicken the other out seemed to just make them more determined to get the other out.

Soon Sapnap got pulled in by the sweater, nearly jumping away as George kissed him, moving his head so he could move his mouth better.

Dream sat still, silent as a mouse. Maybe if he could stay still enough the two of his friends would simply chicken each other out. To his dismay, both pulled away for the final time as he finished his thought, smiling at him from the floor. The blond boy chuckled nervously, watching as his two friends started flirting with him, getting on top of the couch, one friend on each side.

"Dreeeeaaammm..." George whispered, laying his head down on Dream's shoulder. The other boy kissed his jaw, remembering from a late-night call about how much his friend adored them.

"I'm not gonna chicken out, you two wouldn't be able to handle me anyway. "Should just give up." Dream boosted, leaning into the kisses. George got annoyed, he already felt like he should give up, every inch of his body desperate to win yet crying to not take this any further in the fear that their friendship might end in ruins.