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"So Dream which youtuber would you do the Frick-Frack with for a million." Sapnap asked.
"I'd do pewdiepie for 3 tictacs and a ball of lint." Dream sighed. Badboyhalo, Sapnap and I all burst out laughing, I was close to tears and the conversation continued on. The conversation between me and Dream would get sexual sometimes but I would just play it off, he's a flirty guy.
In a commentator like voice Sapnap asked, "Dream! Will you being wearing socks during the act?"
"Yes, we will also pray to Ninja beforehand and say No Homo after."
The giggles continued as we played a casual game of Minecraft manhunt. Dream lost 1 to 3 due to Bad making an amazing trap. I mean I had thought about Dream being liking guys before... Nope, George it's time to stop were just gonna put a pin in that and come back to it never.
I always kind of knew that I liked dudes, It wasn't hard to figure out and luckily I grew up in a place where that wasn't stifled. I'm bisexual and I would never deny it but it's not something I just go around telling people.
It never really came up with the Dream Team, If any of us were filming we kept it pg. And even off camera it was mostly dicking around doing mundane tasks.
The more I started to think about it the more Clay seemed to be flirting with me particularly.
Me and Clay were filming a new challenge video, all the blocks were animated and I was hunting Dream. The animation on the blocks made me want to throw up but I looked for a cave anyway. A bit of silence came, then Dream started, "George tell me you love me."
"No leave me alone." I whispered.
"George! I cannot believe you don't love me."
"Leave me alone!"
"Come here!" Dream screamed and from out of no where he started chasing me, "Tell me you love me or I'm killing you."
"No! You look like a mad man." Eventually I escaped him and we continued on.
Of course, Dream won the challenge and jumped through the portal. We both ended up at the world's natural spawn point, "I hate you!" I screamed jumping around and eventually killing him.
He wheezed and laughed, "George I can't, my face hurts-"
"You are too good at this."
He just chucked and sighed, "What can I say I have way to much time on my hands."
I groaned, I got way into the game sometimes. I mean it was a part of my life, it kept the lights on for me.
"Come here I wanna show you something." Dream beckoned.
"Ugh what do you want?"
I walked over to him in game and he threw a yellow flower at me. "There!" he babbled. We continued on and filmed another video.
Later we were live streaming on his twitch. "George, why don't you love me." he grumbled.
"Because you are annoying," I retorted planting seeds our farm. He came out the house crouched over and looking at the floor. 'Dream is baby and he demands your attention' the monotone donation reader said. "Oh my god. Dream, go inside you are so petty."
"You don't love me!" He cried.
"I don't hate you Dream."
"Yeah whatever. You don't even like my flowers."
"If I give you a flower will you stop being a baby?" I asked pretending to be annoyed.
"Yes!"
I picked a poppy quickly from the grass nearby and threw it at him.
This time we were playing simple hunger games, it was fun to get back to basics and be on a team hunting people instead of always hunting each other. "George comere'." He blurted.
"I can barely understand you Americans."
"Ol' that's not very spiffy!" He mocked in a bad British accent. "Come here I have a present."
"What do you want," I prodded.
"Look I have a flower for you," he beamed throwing me a poppy.
"Wow," I stated and took the flower from my hotbar and threw it on the ground.
"Do you like it?" He asked hopefully.
"I love it Dream," I chimed taking out my flint and steel lighting the block beneath the flower on fire.
"George! I cannot believe you! How could you do this to me?!" he yelled and I laughed in his face.
Dream and I were streaming and doing a small Q and A on the side. I was asking the questions as we ran around collecting things for our house. "George do you call Dream Clay when you guys are not recording?" I read aloud.
"George only calls me Clay when he's upset."
"Oh my god Dream shut up the question was for me!" I said annoyed.
"Then when do you can me Clay?!"
"... When I'm upset."
" Yeah that's what I thought."
"Clay I will come and kill you."
"Oh yeah you'll come alright."
"Dream!" I yelled, he's so flirty it's ridiculous. Clay only laughed in response and continued running around chopping wood. "Another question, who is the most bossy. It's Dream. Next question-"
"I beg to differ George is so bossy!"
"Dream we could literally argue all day about this, you end up getting what you want anyway."
"But-"
"Shut up."
"I'm offended and I'm deleting my channel."
"Drama King much."
"Carole Baskin, killed her husband, whacked 'em."
"God I hate you."
He laughed and I read the chat looking for another question. "Dream what do you do when your boyfriend George gets out of line? Oh my god first of all-"
"Yeah George what do I do when you get out of line." he wheezed.
"Firstly, I am not dating Dream because he is a tea pot in human form and dream does not wear the pants here!"
"Like H E double hockey sticks."
"He doesn't!" I whined.
We laughed some more and the rest of the questions were semi normal, except one.
"Dream, would you date George?" He read from the chat. "I mean George is looking like a snack I don't know who wouldn't."
"Shut up," I whispered. "Why are you like this."
"You are a whole meal George!"
I blushed and quickly changed the subject.
A flower, a goddamn flower George and your heart is racing? What is going on. I mean Clay is my best friend and he's so flirty with me and everything is so romantic but as a joke.
Its a dumbass fake plant in a video game, but it feels like more than that. I don't even know if he's gay or even bi like me.
I groaned and rolled over in my bed, every position was more uncomfortable than the last and each side of the pillow was just as hot. I slapped the blankets away, sat up in my bed and rubbed both of my eyes in frustration. Why couldn't I get this dude out of my head?
One particularly late night me and Dream were on a Skype call, just shooting the shit while editing down our videos, different perspectives so we wanted them up at the same time. I decided I wanted my questions answered because I was getting so sick of having this crush and not being able to rid myself of it.
A crush.
Like a middle schooler.
Wow George we've really dropped off in recent years.
"What's with the flowers." I questioned.
"What do you mean?"
"Why do you keep giving me flowers and asking me to say I love you."
"Because your my Minecraft boyfriend duh."
It was a joke right? All of this a joke. The word boyfriend made his heart jump for joy but the word Minecraft in front of it made it shatter just as hard.
This isn't real George, he's probably not gay and he doesn't love you for real. He is just your friend who is fucking with you. He doesn't even know you like boys. I let out kind of a strangled laugh and continued on.
"Whats wrong? I can't love you anymore?" he asked.
Love.
That word again, a word he definitely didn't mean, don't be a fucking idiot.
"Nothing Dream."
"No what's wrong?" he prodded.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"You can talk to me about anything."
"Just stop talking."
"George-"
I pressed the end call button. The anxiety mixed with the pain was becoming unbearable, even the sound of his voice made me want cry because it all was just a joke to him. Nothing was real.
He called again, I stared at the answer call button. I wanted to just turn off my computer and fall asleep but that would be wrong, I need to deal with this. So I answered.
"Babe, what's wrong?" His face popped up on the screen with that Clay Smirk. The pet name was more like a stab in the eye than a real complement.
"I don't feel good."
"Mr. Stark?" he giggled.
"That's my point!"
"I'm sorry but the joke was there and-"
"Clay can you please stop talking in riddles and just say what you mean! I'm sick of this stop playing with me and playing with my emotions, if were going to be friends that's fine but don't act like you haven't been flirting with me for months on end. I'm exhausted and I hate feeling like I love you and you will never love me back because you don't really care and it's all a GAME!" I snapped.
A pause came. I didn't think he would even respond. I kind of expected him to end the call and just forget it ever happened.
"George." he started, I could tell me was thinking. I can see the gears in his head turning. "I like you a lot, and I want to be more than friends and I joke around because I don't want to fuck anything up okay. I think about you almost every damn day and I can't get over it." He was talking so fast I could barely understand him.
He added, "I would swim across the ocean the separates us if it mean I could even see you face to face."
"Then why have you been playing games with me? The flowers, the beds, the flirting! I don't understand why you couldn't just say it."
"Because I'm scared George!"
"Scared of what!"
"I'm just scared of you because I like you so much if anything were to change I don't know what I'd do okay?! You make me so much better that even the thought of things ending sour, or us never being friends again makes me sick."
"I promise I will be your friend even if things don't work out. I want you no matter what form it's in because I love you!"
Clay took a pause, he had that look on his face whenever he's thinking really hard. Everything was like television static, my own heartbeat echoed inside my ears. Then Clay spoke, "I love you too."
I wanted to be as angry as I was a second ago but I couldn't, his voice was so soft. I just sighed and replied, "My god you are an idiot, we just had a screaming match and all you can come up with is I love you."
"You said it first."
"I-" I kind of stopped. It's like I almost didn't even know I said it, I mean I've jokingly said it before in a platonic way but now it was different. Everything was different. How could I not have even realized-
My thoughts were cut off by Clay speaking again speaking again. "George said it first!"
"Oh my god- you- I cant-" I sputtered.
"Okay, Okay George catch a breath! I'll be your boyfriend already." Dream said with a laugh.
"Dream you are unbelievable." I groaned putting my head into my hands.
"It's okay, bro, I'll be your boyfriend all you needed to do was ask."