Jealous Dream

Dream was defeated. He didn't know what to do. George was talking and chatting up Maia, a popular artist that makes good songs, against Dream's better judgement. Dream was jealous; he didn't want George to stop paying attention to Dream. Dream wanted George to pay attention to him, though he wasn't sure why. Dream just wanted the attention, whether that be by annoying George or just hanging out with him.

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George and Maia were hanging by the lake, George fishing while Maia sat beside George, her legs in the water. Dream was in a tree, sitting and watching them talk earnestly between each other. The jealously in him grew, but he couldn't do a thing. Accompanying Dream was a ukulele. It was small, in ukulele fashion, but it was easy to transport. Dream moved to a further away tree in order to not be heard, but still watching George. He strummed the ukulele in chords and hummed to himself.

"I don't want to leave you here~" Dream looked at the clouds above him. "I don't want to be subjected to my fears~"

He continued to strum the happy chords as he watched George. He was to be obsessive guardian angel, to make sure that he's safe.

Maia started to lean closer to George, maybe to tell a secret, maybe to give some advice. But whatever it was, George would never know. Dream switched from his ukulele to his bow and quickly drew it, aiming it directly between the closing space between the two persons.

George and Maia, shocked and confused, turned around to see only trees in the existence.

"DREAM!" George yelled, furious. "I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!"

Dream stayed still in his hiding spot as George yelled at him. This is what Dream wanted, Dream wanted the attention. Dream didn't even care what kind of attention it was.

Suddenly, George stopped and Dream could hear Maia's voice yelling.

"I'M NOT TAKING GEORGE AWAY."

George was loudly flustered, but the statement clung onto Dream. Dream shuffled from his tree and barely let himself be shown to the others.

"You can have him you know," Maia said, pushing George towards the direction the arrow came from. "We just want to hang out."

Dream hopped down from the tree and hugged George, trying to put as much distance from him and Maia as possible.

"Mine." Dream said, glaring daggers at Maia.

"Dreamm~" George said, trying to escape from his grasp. "Are you jealous?"

Dream planted a kiss on George's cheek and just... stayed there. Hugging George was relaxing to Dream, even amidst the low-effort struggle George gives. Eventually George just tolerates Dream hugging him as Maia goes and does something somewhere else.

Dream finally reassures himself and realizes he's been hugging George for a bit too long. "Ah, sorry." Dream lets go of George.

George looks away from Dream, blushing. "It's ok."