Quiet, Kitten || dnf

Act II: Part 29

Ok idk why but apparently act I is out of order and I keep fixing it but it doesn't stay even after I save it so that really sucks wtf wattpad

Oh well I'm so close to the end I can't turn back now :/ maybe I'll fix it after posting this idk

Anyways there's only one chapter left (probably? lol) so yeah

TW/CW: mention of trauma, anxiety, kissing

Previously...

"How does a movie sound?" I suggest. George agrees quietly, and we both return to our spots on the couch, cuddling with each other as I turn on a random movie.

I can't help but take a minute to admire the boy laying on my chest, eyes lazily watching the tv. I'm so lucky to have him here. I wouldn't trade these moments for the world.

George's P.O.V.

Dream was humming, the consistent noise making me sleepy. I fought it, instead lifting my head up to look at him.

"Hey, George," he murmured, smiling.

"Hey." I wanted to cuddle longer, but I also felt like I had some responsibilities to take care of. "I think we should do a stream," I suggest quietly.

"A stream? You sure?" Dream's eyebrows are raised in surprise. I nod.

"Just something short. I just feel like... maybe I should talk to everyone and clarify a few things?" I say, a little unsure of my plan here.

"If you want to stream, we can totally do that. Want to send out a tweet? We can get you set up on my PC," Dream offers.

"...Yeah..." I post a tweet about the stream, heading to the office. Dream's already in there, logging out of his twitch account so I can log in.

"Do you want me to stay here?" I nod, holding his arm.

"Don't leave. Please." Dream quietly pulls up a chair, nodding.

"I won't. I can stay." I'm logged in to twitch by now, mouse hovering over the 'begin stream' button.

I let out a shaky breath, glancing at Dream for support. He smiles and nods, encouraging me to do it. I click the button, leaving the mic muted while we wait for people to join.

"Should I tell them I'm in Florida?" I wonder, watching the viewer count tick upwards.

"Only if you want to. This is all you, George, tell them whatever you want them to know."

"Right." The viewer count is slowing down now, so it's probably a good time to start.

I take a deep breath. It's just a stream. I had done it hundreds of times before, and I can do it again today. No problem.

"Hi everyone!" I greet, trying to sound excited. Chat immediately starts to flood, but I ignore it for now. "This will be a short stream, just to explain my absence."

"So, obviously, I've been... missing, for a few months, and I didn't say... why..." Dream puts a hand on my shoulder, nodding encouragingly. "And I just wanted you guys to know that I was... taking a break. Um..."

"Just say what you're comfortable with," Dream whispered. I take a deep breath, exhaling slowly.

"A few months ago, I went through something... pretty traumatic," I admit. I can see chat, half filled with concern, and half filled with upset fans. "I don't want to talk about it any further than that, but it stopped me from streaming and recording for a while."

Donations are coming in now, and I read over a few of them quickly. All of these donos are kind and supportive, which helps.

"And I know Dream hasn't been streaming lately either..." I look up at him, and he nods. "...and that's because I've been living with him in Florida for the past few months." After that statement, chat starts moving faster than I can even read. More donations come in, nearly all of them speculating about Dream and I being together. Which is pretty normal, I guess, but it's just so much more real when he's standing right behind me, reading the same thing.

"Right..." I sigh at all the "dnf" spamming in chat. "That's it for the stream, but I'll probably start streaming real content again soon. Thanks for listening, and bye!!" I smiled, even though there wasn't a camera on me. "Dream, say bye to chat!"

"Bye chat!" I quickly end the stream, breathing out a sigh of relief. "Chat really likes you being in Florida, huh?" Dream smirks.

"Shut up," I scoff.

"I like having you here too," Dream says. I pause, looking up at him with confusion. "What, aren't you going to tell me you like being here?" He pouts.

"Dream..."

"George~" I shiver, standing up. I keep my head down, strangely nervous. My stomach felt weird and fluttery, and Dream was just making it worse. I don't know what to do.

I feel a hand grab my chin, gently making me look up. Dream smiled, eyes flickering down for a moment. I found myself doing the same, looking at his lips nervously.

"George?" Dream whispers, poising the word like a question. I know at once what he's asking.

But what I don't know is how to respond. Do I even want this? Part of me was begging for it, wanting nothing more than to feel Dream's lips against my own. But the other part of me wasn't too sure, too afraid of getting hurt again.

"Dream... I..." I struggle to say no, which makes me second guess myself. I can't tell him no, I just can't. Maybe I do want this, then?

Exhaling softly, I get up on my tippy toes, leaning into Dream's chest for balance. Gently, hesitantly, I connect our lips, letting him take control after that.

I guess this is really happening.

I rewrote that ending like three times before giving up so that's what happened ig

What's gonna happen ooh 👀 guess you'll find out soon ahhhhhhh I'm gonna finish another book this is so exciting and heat waves (stripped back) just came on I love this version of the song anyways byeeeeee