A/N: Okay so I realized that all the other parts I've written so far are basically one shots so here's actual fluff without the crap in the beginning lol. All the context you need is they're already dating/in a relationship

"What!? No!" George screamed shrilly, angrily yelling at Sapnap. "I was so close!"

Sapnap laughed in the background. "Haha! Georgie you're so bad! You're so bad!" The Texan taunted him, chuckling merrily at George's distress.

"Shut up you idiot!" George tried to keep a straight face, but he broke down and chuckled a little.

"What're you doing?" Dream entered the call, sleep evident in his tired voice.

"Oh hello Dream!" George smiled, the way he always did when he heard Dream's voice. "Playing bedwars. I was this close to beating him!" He held up his thumb and index finger up a millimeter apart, fuming slightly. "This close!" He shook his head.

"You're just bad George." Spoke Sapnap, still laughing at George's defeat.

"Yeah, all you needed to do was win." Dream joined in, the smile evident from his voice. "You're so bad Georgie."

George felt his heart flutter when Dream pronounced his name. The call was silent for a few moments, and then the door cracked open. George looked around, unsurprised at Dream's appearance, remembering to hit the mute button before turning fully around to face the blonde haired boy.

"Hellooooooo." Dream drawled out lazily, smiling at George's slightly flustered expression.

"Dream, I'm streaming." George pouted slightly, which only widened Dream's smile. "Laterrrrr..." He whined, drawing out the word much longer than necessary.

"But can't you pause it? Just for me?" Dream pouted as well. Two can play that game. George gave Dream a mock glare, which Dream ignored, walking over to George's chair and plopping down directly into the older's lap. George thanked the gods that he didn't have face cam on today, because George's face was beet red and flaming, and the position they were in would make the fans go crazy — especially the shippers.

"Sooo... You thought of streaming without me, huh?" Dream cooed softly, nuzzling his messy hair into George's chest.

"Oh Dream, shut up." George laughed softly, gently encircling Dream's body with his arm, cuddling the younger boy close. "You know I'm here whenever you want me."

"Not all the time." Dream pouted. "This morning, you were too busy talking with Sapnap to make time for me."

George laughed shyly, planting a kiss on Dream's forehead. "You've got my attention now. If that's what you want." He smiled sweetly, feeling Dream's steady heartbeat against his own.

"All of your attention?" Dream whispered, his breath tingling George's face slightly, which made the older blush.

"Of course." George purred, ruffling Dream's already messy hair. Dream reached out a hand and cupped George's chin, tilting it down. He held George's gaze, not wanting to rush it, but in seeing no discrepancy from the other, pulled George down a sweet kiss. The dark haired boy snaked a hand through Dream's hair, smiling at the sweetness of the moment. That was, until Dream unexpectedly pulled away, and drew out a knife.

"You thought you could trust me." Were the last words George heard before the knife was imbedded in his stomach. (A/N: HA! You wanted fluff! You thought! Okay just kidding I'm sowwy ok here's some fluff forgive me please? 🥺)

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George sat up, sweating.

It's just a nightmare.

Dream stirred sleepily beside him, a thick voice ringing out in the morning air. "Nightmare?" He questioned.

George turned his face back to the rousing boy beside him, still feeling a little shaken. A hand reached out from under the blankets, and George jumped a little, but then remembered.

It was just a nightmare. This is Dream. He would never hurt me.

Dream pulled George back down, and he consented, falling back onto the pillows to look at Dream eye to eye. The blonde haired boy had his eyes sleepily half open, and the light filtering from the window behind them lazily illuminated his body, giving Dream's eyes a sort of brilliant green glow. George smiled in spite of himself, watching the beautiful boy in front of him.

"Yeah, just a nightmare." He whispered in response. Dream scooted closer, burying his head in George's chest.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Dream mumbled into George's chest, clearly half asleep.

George looked out the window, lost in thought momentarily, but returned to earth. "No. There's only one thing that'll help right now." George replied.

"What would that be?" Dream's voice was husky and slightly dry, and George felt his heart flutter. George didn't respond, instead giving his answer in the form of placing a gentle kiss in Dream's nest of hair. The American reacted by raising his head slightly to kiss George's neck softly, which made George shiver slightly. Dream smirked lightly, peppering George's neck with a trail of gentle kisses, which made the older boy squirm slightly in pleasure.

"That's what you want?" Dream whispered back, voice deep and slightly flirtatious.

George responded with a light hum, which made Dream's heart squeeze with adoration for the shorter boy. He wrapped a hand around George's waist, and snaked the other through the Brit's hair, moving to gently kiss George. The older boy returned the kiss, stroking his hand through Dream's bedhead. George melted into Dream's touch, feeling the memories slowly fade away.

A/N: Okay so proper fluff now heehee I'm currently watching the speed rises every second video and I'm wheezing asd;fhfasdf jag behöver hjälp

Why did I write that? This is living proof of how messed up my brain is from quarantine