touch//dreamnotfound

half revealed

Dreams breathing stopped dead in its tracks while his heart sank to the ground. "Why'd he have to ask that question? Like how am i supposed to even react to this question yet alone answer it?" He thought in a panic.

"Well- i um- i don't know" he stammered.
"Just send me a picture" George replied through his smirk.
"Its not that- easy- George." Dream said with his breathing hintched.

George felt the smirk on his face grow biggger "'Oh come on now' let me get a glimpse of you dreamie".

"He's totally doing this on purpose"
Dream thought, blushing threw them.

Dreams normally the one taunting George back and forth, but now George was the one really trying to get to Dreams head, but Dream decided to give him what he wanted.

Dream stole the smirk off of George's face and placed it on his own, "well georgie, if you insist."

Dream pulled out his phone from his back pocket and proceeded to snapchat.

*snap*

"WAIT! WOwowow.. are you actu-" George was cut off by the sound of his own phone dinging.
A snapchat icon rested on his screen

From: Dreamon💚

"Shit shit shit. Did he actually?" Georges mind panicked.

Georges fingers hoverd lightly over the 'new snap!' Button. He hesitantly pressed on the snap.
He opened it.

"Oh god. Holy shit." Dream gulped.
"I actually sent that, he actually opened it. Calm down breathe"

George stared at his phone screen that displayed half a face.
Only dark dirty blonde hair poking out from the side, a sharp, yet soft jawline, and a hazel green eye showed. It was measly nothing to give anything away, but it sure made an infectious rection in George. Thats the most he's seen of him.

George felt the blood race to his face, making him flushed as his thoughts ran wild.
"God, he's-" He was cut off by the chills running down his own spine. "So-..." He gulped. His thoughts wouldn't let him finish.
"His hair.. it looks soft, i just want to run my fingers threw it.. and his jawline.. what i would do to leave complimentary kisses down it." He snaped out of his thoughts "what-? No George stop he's your bestfriend, thats just werid."

"..George?.. you there?" Dream asked confused.

For a moment, George forgot he was still on call with him, causing him to jump out of his thoughts, coming back to reality.
"Oh! Uh- yeah sorry.."

"So. What y'a think?" Dream said, being able to hear his smirk in his voice.

"You look..fine." George said still flushed with his words faiding into a mumble.

"Whats that? Sorry i didnt catch that." Dream said in a mischievous tone.

George sighed and spoke up.
"I said you could look better."

"Pst! Yeah right, I heard what you said the first time." He laughed.

"Yeah? Then what I say?" George added embarrassed.

"You said; " Dream stopped to clear his throat. "oH my gOsh drEam you'rE thE hOtteSt maN iVe ever seEn." He continued with a high pitched voice, mimicking the other.

"HA! yeah right! In your dreams maybe, Dream." George chuckled.

"Well last time I checked I was awake George." He added.

George rolled his eyes and groaned "Whatever, Dream. Can we just play the game now"

"Yeah, Yeah" Dream agreed, before logging in and getting on the smp.

They eventually got on and started on there treehouse, untill George argued Dream into doing a hobbit house, causing them to fight like an old married couple over plants and mushrooms, but still sharing alot of laughs.

"Are you excited to see me?" Dream asked while placing yellow daisy's in the window of there house.

"Not really, your a boring man, Dream." George replied sarcastically.

"Nah, I feel like your dying to see me" Dream said with a grin shinning threw his words.

"You believe what you want, Dream." George giggled.

The call fell into a comfortable silence before Dream spoke up with a yawn.
"Hey im'a log off I'm tired."

"Alrighy, goodnight. Sweet dreams, dreamie." George with a sarcastic tone.

DreamWasTaken left the call.

George decided he would log off too, and take a power nap.

With a continuous, non-faiding smile.
They both fell back onto there bed, staring at the ceiling with jovial thoughts.

And just like that, both of their eyelids began to fall, getting heavier and heavier, harder to keep open. Soon enough their eyelids drooped down, as they fell into their dreams.
Not knowing they where both about to experience the same thing.

George opened his eyes to an unfamiliar place. It wasnt strange though, it was oddly welcoming, and it felt.. well safe.

Dream opened his eyes to the same sight too, but it wasn't unfamiliar to him by any means. They were both in dreams bedroom.

Dream was confused, although he was completely lucid that he was dreaming, same with george.
He rolled over to face a man with dark brown, short, wavy hair, fair skin and intelligent eyes. It was George.
Why is George here?

George layed there, as the other boy in bed laying next to him turned over.
Him finally being able to catch every feature of him finally. He had soft, wavy, light brown, almost blond hair, hazel green eyes, and toned skin.

Is this- no it cant be.. "clay?"
He said, moving the others hair out of his face with a gental touch.