A/N: Context -> Dream has already done a face reveal

DREAM'S POV

Another video, another manhunt. The first one with facecam, actually. George was sitting just out of frame of the camera, with his own facecam. After doing a face reveal yesterday, he was still being bombarded with notifications from Twitter about his face.

And Dream half regretted it.

But he didn't let it show. He smiled and played, conscious of George right next to him. Another thing the fans didn't know. George had just flown over to Florida as a surprise, almost a week ago.

"Oh Georgeeeeee!" Dream smirked. He instinctively looked up at the webcam. It felt weird, having his face being recorded along with his Minecraft.

George tensed up beside Dream. "No!" George screamed, and Dream laughed. George's shrill scream never failed to make the blonde chuckle, and now that he was right beside George, the volume made him start to wheeze.

Seizing the opportunity, George ran away as Dream banged the desk, distracted. Dream sat straight up.

"Fu-Frick! George!" Dream leaned towards his keyboard, hunching over his desk. George ran away, laughing.

"Haha! You can't catch me!" George sprinted straight towards the ocean.

Dream frantically shuffled through his inventory. George pulled out a boat and sped away.

"Darn it! I don't have a boat!" Dream slammed his desk. A pen went flying. Dream bent over to pick it up.

George laughed as he boated through the waters. After a few minutes, he arrived at an island. Dream was silent. George looked over.

"Why you so quiet?" George teased.

"I'm just so... disappointed." Dream sighed, facepalming. George smirked.

"Bet you'll like this."

An achievement popped up in chat. Dream looked down.

GeorgeNotFound has just earned the achievement [Eye Spy]

"What?!" Dream's eyes widened. "No- I-"

"Hahaha!" George's laugh was hysterical. "I found another ender pearl!"

Dream bent over his keyboard, focusing in. George turned his attention back to his monitor screen, and found the portal room within minutes.

Dream bit his lip. If his plan worked, he would win it all. But if he failed, he would probably become the laughingstock of Twitter.

He pulled out his compass. George hadn't entered the end yet, unless the achievements were broken. He followed the compass through a jungle and into a swamp. The compass lead Dream down a cave, and he was about to give up, concluding that the compass was broken, when he saw a hint of light in the corner of his eye. Dream whipped around, and broke into a run.

"I see you!" Dream laughed maniacally.

George's in game character turned and ran. "No! Dream!"

Dream sprinted towards George, clutching a diamond axe, hand sweaty as he gripped his mouse tightly. Dream landed a crit on George.

"No, Dream, we can talk about this-eeeee!" George blocked himself in the walls of the stronghold. Dream whipped out his pickaxe and started mining.

"Where are you going, Georgie poo?" Dream smirked. George was gone.

"Haha!" George sounded out of breath. Dream was too focused to look over.

"Where did you go?" Dream bit his lip, leaning in towards his monitor. He glanced at George's screen. George's screen showed that he was just behind Dream, hiding around the walls. George immediately moved to block it.

"Hey, that's cheating!" Dream leaned over, into frame of George's face cam.

"Hello." Dream spoke smoothly.

"You're cutting that out." George protested, playfully shoving Dream away.

"100k likes on this tweet and we'll post a clip of us holding hands on Twitter." Dream blurted, taking advantage of George's discomfort.

"Dream!" George rolled his eyes, finally pushing Dream back into his own chair, to his own facecam.

Seizing the moment, Dream landed another crit on an unsuspecting George.

"Stop!" George screamed shrilly, and sprinted away. Dream landed another crit.

"Aieeeeee!" George's character sprinted away from Dream, whipping around corners and leading Dream around in a pointless chase. That was, until George ran into a dead end.

It was over quickly. Dream landed another crit, and George's in game character exploded, inventory contents flying all over the place.

"Yes!" Dream cheered. George sighed, propping his head up on his left hand. "I'm putting that clip on twitter."

George shook his head. "What is wrong with you, Dream?"

Dream's only response was to giggle. George slowly broke into a smile.

"You're such an idiot, Dream."

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"128k. What?" Dream laughed. "128k likes?! Twitter's really eager, huh?"

George sighed. "Why did you even post that?" He threw his hands up in the air in a gesture of surrender. "Fine, you win, Dream!"

Dream picked his phone up and held it up, so that his and George's face were both in frame.

"So, we promised to release a clip of us holding hands at 100k likes, and it got 128k likes, so here we are." Dream took George's hand and held it up to the camera.

"Here. Happy?" George half snapped, blushing.

"Ha! Georgie poo is nervous!" Dream looked over at George, eyes sparkling with affection.

George leaned in a placed a kiss on Dream's cheek. At that gesture, Dream turned all different shades of red, and hurriedly ended the video.

"I'm cutting that out." Dream mumbled, flustered.

"Yeah." George let go of Dream's hand and sat down on Dream's bed, kicking back onto the pillows. "Actually, no. Keep it in. Us holding hands on the internet? We're fighting a losing battle, Dream."

Dream shot George a half hearted glare, then consented. After tweeting the video out, Dream threw his phone onto his chair and flopped onto bed, next to George, staring up at the ceiling.

George surprised Dream with another kiss, this time on the back of his hand. Dream turned his head.

"What makes you so affectionate today?" Dream commented casually, although his cheeks were already flaming. George's face was tinted a gentle, rosy pink.

"Mmm..." George avoided the question, turning his gaze back to the ceiling. Dream grabbed George's hand and forced George to look at him.

"Why?" Dream pressed on, watching George's expression carefully.

"I don't know." George wrestled his hand out of Dream's grip, shrugging. He didn't force George to look at him this time. Instead, he tilted George's chin up and gently kissed the dark haired boy. George blushed.

"I could ask you the same." George commented, attempting at a casual tone.

Dream was silent. Finally, he responded.

"Mmmm... Just like you. Like your eyes. Love your laugh. Love your smile. Love your personality. Love you, I guess."

George smiled, and rolled back onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. Dream laid down next to George, taking George's hand in his own.

"Love you too." George finally replied.

A/N: I don't FRICKING HAVE ANY INSPIRATION HELP REQUESTS I NEED REQUESTS EEEEEEEE