||𝕃𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕒 ℍ𝕠𝕠𝕜|| (Dream x reader fanfic)

8

"Exactly."

"I swear you guys were such good friends though?"
"Improv Dreamy~ Improv." He scoffs in response. Just by that,
"I can tell you're flustered." He falls silent while I grin. Why is he flustered? No clue, probably because I called him 'Dreamy' though.
"U/n I am not flustered, what the hell."
"Clay, my name is Y/n."

Silence.
Was that—but he—fuck it let's speedrun this.

"Ok then... Y/n."
"Righty sweetheart so I get permission to call you  and make your heart go 'awooga' on stream?" I said that extremely fast. No response.
"I'll take that as a yes, bye bye Clay." I hang up.

I put my phone to charge as I start getting ready to shower. I hear it buzzing. It's buzzing alot. I lean over to see message notifications from Dream, asking me about what I said.

Variations of  'What do you mean awooga?'
'What did u you call me?' And,
'On stream?' Were being sent my way. I turn my phone on silent.
I'm betting that if I get over fifty notifications from him when I come back from my shower, I'll tweet out something stupid that is somehow relevant to him.
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About an hour after my shower, my hair is decently dry, I'm in my favourite shirt, getting ready to stream. As I sit down I remember my self bet I made earlier. I grab my phone to see 67 notifications from Clay. Slowly that number turns to 69. And then I get a Twitter notification.

@DreamWasTaken tweeted:
Just texted @Y/U 69 times 😎

I swear to god.

@Y/U replying to @DreamWasTaken:
Fan behaviour.

Twitter should like that. Anyway, what should I tweet about Dream? Something funny, slightly annoying, but won't get me in trouble. Hmm...

@Y/U tweeted:
Streaming w/ Step-Dream and my other bfs be there
http://twitch.tv/Y/N

Ahaha—oh no what have I done. This will probably be screenshotted a bunch. Oh well, I did say I was speedrunning this.

I start a little Discord stream in our chat. There is my Jackbox code, waiting for my friends to join. As I wait for everyone, I start playing some music for my stream, who is waiting for an official start. I play my lgbtq+ playlist since I haven't played it in a while. The first song that plays is Mr. Loverman.

While still waiting for one last person, Dream, I start humming along.

I'm mister Loverman!
And I miss my lover, man.
I'm mister Loverman!
Oh, I miss my lover..

The music slowly fades to another Ricky Montgomery song. This guy really knows how to make gays cry, huh? This song always makes me tear up. It builds up to the bridge as I start the stream officially. I didn't really remember that Dream was there, nor that chat could hear me.

" 'She's a, she's a lady and I am just a boy,' he's singing, 'She's a, she's a lady and I am just a line without a hook~' "

I don't know why, but that day, that song felt different. Chat was praising the fact that I knew the song while my friends praised my singing. Even George, surprisingly. He honestly caught me off guard. He was really genuine. It's weird, we haven't interacted like that in a while. Well, here's to a new start! A new age where we don't hate each other. I chuckle at the thought of us being friends again, like before YouTube.

"Hello chat! I'm Y/U but today my name is," I scan the chat for a name.. "Nimrod. This stream we're playing Jackbox with two thirds of the Dream Team, Skeppy and Antfrost! Say hi boys." They all say hello.
"Well, sorry for the depressing start. Anyway, let's play Quiplash! C'mon join chat." I'll save the whole explaining bit.

As we fill in our answers for the question, I realize my playlist is still playing music. It's at Passing Papers by Egg. I still don't have an answer to my last question and I've got like what, twenty seconds left?
'Damn it! I failed No Nut November because of ___ again!"

I really want to put 'dnf' here but thats like playing 'fuck mountain' in cards against humanity. Do I go with the obvious? Maybe the other person wrote SkepHalo, though. Maybe Karlnap? Bbq? So many choices.... As I ponder my choices I remember seeing a drawing of me and Dream hugging with the the trigger warning of  'implied Dream x Y/u'.  Maybe I just..

I send my responses in at the last second.