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Dream sighed, leaning against his chair as he looked at the ‘Go Live’ button on his screen. He could see the chat going crazy with messages like “WILL HE SRTEAM?!?!?” or “HELLO??? DREAM I MISSED YOU” , which was endearing to him. It brought a smile on his face to know he was able to make hundreds of thousands of people’s days better by just streaming.
The button went red. His livestream started.
After a couple of seconds, Dream cleared his throat and greeted his audience, “hello.”
He smiled at the surge of hello’s, smiley faces, and overall positivity his chat radiated, “uh, hello. Hello!” He moved around his chair and moved his hair from his face, tapping on his desk and reading the chat as fast as he could. “Um, decided to stream today. I have the time, and decided, why not?”
The chat was very happy to see Dream streaming, since the blonde didn’t really stream that often. He’d appear in other people’s streams and videos, but not his own content.
‘Thank you good sir for streaming, you have made my day better’ .
“Aww,” Dream started up Minecraft, covering his mouth with his hand as he read the dono again. “Glad I can make your day better, that’s like, the point of my content...thank you.”
“Bye!” he ended the stream and looked at the time, cursing himself for streaming above two hours again. He raided Ranboo, stayed until Ranboo noticed and thanked him for the raid. Leaving when he realized he somehow missed a call from George.
Leaving the stream, he went on Discord and called George again, wondering why he had called Dream in the first place.
“YOU ARE DUMB. YOU ARE DUMB! YOU ARE DUMB! YOU ARE DUMB! YOU’VE JUST BEEN PRANKED!” George immediately left the call.
Confusion wasn’t even close to how Dream felt. He left out a small chuckle, “oh that fucker better get back…” he mumbled to himself, calling him once again on Discord.
The british man answered after three rings, his laughter filling Dream’s headphone, “Oh my,” his own laugh caught him off. Dream could just easily picture George laughing to himself, alone in his room with his RBG lights he somehow refused to use instead of the green screen.
“You’re such an idiot,” Dream chuckled to himself, shaking his head as he leaned his arm against his desk, “you know that right?”
“Oooh Dream called me an idiot oh my god!”
“George!”
“Dream!” George dragged out, pronouncing the ‘r’ as a ‘w’ instead.
He rolled his eyes, looking at his monitor, then up at his webcam. Of course, he still hasn’t used it for streams or anything, it was mostly there for times like these with George. “What do you want, George?”
“I just got bored, Quackity is planning something for a stream later, Sapnap said he was going out somewhere right now?” George questioned.
Nodding, Dream confirmed it and said he wanted to get some more manga, or whatever he had said. “So you’ve chosen me to bother?” his eyes wandered to the bottom right corner of the screen, frowning as he remembered what time it was for George.
“I’ve got nothing better to do, so why not?”
Dream looked back at George’s profile picture, “George.”
“What?”
His eyes widened when he looked at the time, as if George could see him, “Isn’t it like, almost one in the morning for you?”
George went silent, some ruffling of papers going on his side, “I mean, yeah- but I’m not tired! I wanna talk to you, Dream.”
“Well,” Dream rolled up his sleeves, leaning against his desk once again and looking around his set up, “can’t really argue with that incredible reasoning- “
“But with facecam…”
Silence filled the air once again. Dream’s eyes went up to his webcam, and back to George’s profile picture.
“Okay”
“What?”
Dream made sure his camera was ready to go, somehow feeling nervous turning his camera on, even though he’s done it before with George. Biting his lip with his mouse key over the camera option, he finally clicked on it. Smiling when he saw George’s webcam on.
His webcam finally loaded, immediately making Dream feel weird by looking at himself. “This is weird.” he mumbled to himself, moving his hair and playing around with it, “how do you guys do it?”
Shrugging, George smiled, looking at Dream through the webcam, “i don’t know, all I know is that when you face reveal, the fans are definitely going to pop off with the edits.” he laughed and looked back down.
“What- What do you mean?”
“They always pop off with like, those cool edits, and they’re especially going to pop off with edits for you.” George went quiet as he reached the end of the sentence, avoiding Dream’s webcam in fear of making things awkward. “Y’know, because they’re all amazing editors…”
Dream agreed. He began to think about how the world is like concurrently, with covid and things. He’s glad that things seem to be getting better, Dream only wished that it could get better faster.
He wanted to meet fans, travel the world more, meet the rest of the Feral Boys and everyone from the SMP. Most of all, he really wanted to meet George. Meeting George was definitely what he wanted to do first. Just to finally get to see him in real life, and not through a Discord call like the two of them have been doing for the longest tme.
“What are you thinking about?’
Immediately getting pulled from his thoughts, he and George looked at each other through their screens. “Huh?”
‘You’re thinking about something,” George rested his head on his arm, “you have this look on your face you always make when you’re thinking about something…” he pointed out, smiling when he saw the blush rise on Dream’s face. “You like- have your tongue slightly poking out- and your eyebrows they like... like furrow a bit, y’know?” his hand made a gesture as he pointed to his own eyebrows.
Dream’s mind got clouded as he looked at George, the want- no, the need to just see him in person grew as the seconds went by. “Thinking about,,,the covid stuff, and how uh, we could meet for the first time,” his foot tapped rhythmically on the wood floor, feeling himself grow more and more shaky. “Y’know, like we- we could’ve met if covid wasn’t a thing.”
He nodded and took a sip from the water bottle he had nearby, “yeah- sadly covid had to ruin that, and countless other things for people…”
“Yeah…” that made Dream think more, “I wish we could be together…” he sighed, leaning against his chair, heart breaking as he saw George’s face sadden.
“Hey, when we meet, you promise to like- show me around Florida. We can go to…” the George’s eyes wandered around his room, trying to come up with a place in Florida, “I-I dont know...a bunch maybe?”
Dream let out a soft laugh, nodding and already imagining showing George the beach, the playground he used to play in. “I can take you to a park, tell you about how I accidentally kicked a kid’s arm in elementary.”
Immediately stifling a laugh, George’s hand covered his mouth, shaking his head. “God- does the park have a swing set? I love swing sets.”
“Yeah!” he sat up and began to move his hands around. “And like, you get the perfect view of a sunset…”
The words went through George’s ear and out the other as he imagined that scenario. Smiling to himself as he pictured Dream holding his hand while on the swing set, laughing together about stupid childhood memories only the two of them knew. Probably getting off the swing set and chasing each other around, their feet becoming too tired to hold themselves up so they decide to lie down on the grass and look up at the stars, forgetting the distance they had between them. Only thinking about that moment only. Their heart and souls staying there in that second with each other.
“Dream?”
“George?”
The two looked into the monitor, feeling connected to one another, but the only thing separating them being the screens between them. Wishing nothing but to be able to just simply reach through the screen and hold each others hand. If anything, just for a single second could be enough for them.
“I love you” George said, a soft yawn following behind him.
The blond smiled, looking deep into George’s brown eyes, “I love you too, George.”
“Good.” the tired one sleepily said, rubbing his eyes and yawning once more, “you better.”
“You better go to sleep, idiot.” Dream looked at the time once more, converting his timezone to George’s, “you need your rest.”
Finally nodding, George gave Dream a thumbs up and waved goodbye, “Bye Dream, goodnight sleepyhead…”
“Goodnight George.”
The sound of George leaving the call rang in his headphones. Leaving him alone. He turned off his webcam and left the call as well. Feeling blue, knowing it would be awhile until he actually got to hold George in his arms, but feeling happy knowing that George wanted that too.
Dream can’t wait to meet George.