~Dreamnotfound Oneshots~

I'm Fine if I'm With You

"You don't even remember to take the trash out, how would you remember all those big words, sweetheart," he says it teasingly, and Dream can't help but laugh.

"Hey, I try," is all he remarks.

"Oh, I have a game this Saturday, and afterwards a few guys on the team wanted to get food. Do you wanna go with?" George brings it up casually, but Dream sees the way he anxiously picks at his nails.

"Is something wrong?" he asks, seeing George's shoulders come out of its tense state.

"How do you read me so well? Anyway, yeah, kind of... They all want to bring their girlfriends and I feel like it'd be weird if I go alone, but..."

"If you bring your boyfriend your afraid you'll get singled out?" Dream finishes, getting a tired nod in reply. "Don't worry baby, I'll come with and if any of them are being weird, I'll beat them up for you," he grins, receiving a soft laugh in relief from the brit. "Plus, most of the guys know me, I'll probably just blend in to the conversation anyway, you don't need to worry about getting left out or something."

A few beats pass as Dream let's his words sink in.

"You aren't feeling, self conscious about our relationship again are you?" he voices his worries, tone soft to let George know he's not angry, just trying to help and read the situation.

Early in their relationship it had been hard from George to show his emotions outwardly, especially infront of other people, when it wasn't just the two of them. And the way he had grown up, showing affection to someone of the same gender wasn't something he thought he'd ever be able to do.

"No! I love you, and I'm not, worried about that stuff anymore, I'm just worried that, they may treat me differently afterwards. They all see you as the boy who picks me up after practice and holds hands with me, but they haven't seen us, actually be together. I guess I'm just afraid of being around so many people that actually know we're dating," George gets out, visibly cringing after talking about how he feels.

While all their close friends know that they're together, that's about... seven people. Going to dinner with people from the soccer team, all of whom are bringing their girlfriends and pretty much most of them are people George doesn't hangout with outside of soccer or at school. Dream only knows these people through George, leaving both of them out of the loop and worried.

"Well, we will be together, so don't worry because I'll be right by you, baby," Dream smiles, to relax the both of them, and George grins back, the brunet finally drinking some of his coffee.

"I don't get how you drink that stuff," Dream laughs and sips on his tea, as he submits hit creative writing assignment.

"I need the caffeine to keep me up, it's not my fault I'm sleepy," George shrugs.

"Actually it is, you're the one that wanted to stay up and play Mario cart all night," the blond retorts.

"...Shut up."

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On Saturday, Dream finds himself once again here, on the bleachers, hot metal uncomfortably digging into his palm as he watches the two soccer teams dart across the field, George running up the side of the field with the ball. He passes it to number 10, who is closer to the center but further from the opposite team. The energy in the crowd is strong, seeing as the home team is ahead by 15 points, and it's already the last quarter. The other team is slowly trying to catch up, and Dream watch as number 10 passes back to George through an opening, and the crowd stands and cheers as he scores another goal.

Dream feels that adrenaline rush move through him as he stands and cheers with the rest of the crowd, the teams taking a quick water break before resetting at the middle of the field. Dream sees the soft smile George sends his way, seeing that Dream is sitting as close to the field as he can on the bleachers so he can see the brunet clearly. He always gets there as the same time as the soccer players, seeing as he drove George to his at home games.