When George had exited the call he banged his forehead on his desk. But immediately regretted it when a shooting pain exploded in his head.

"Fucking hell, that hurt." He swore and put his head in his hands.

He couldn't believe that Sapnap had told his secret to the whole group. It's not really that he doesn't trust them or anything, but it was Sapnap he was angry and disappointed at. Now that five other people in their friend group know of it, it would probably not take long before it spread. He didn't want to think about how all the other members of the Dream smp would react. He didn't want to think about how those who already knew would act when he talked to them. And worst of all was the thought of Dream hearing of it. He would probably hate George and would never want to speak to him again.

It had taken George multiple months to finally confess to someone about his feelings for Dream and that someone being Sapnap. His reasons for hesitating for so long had for the most part been because he was hesitant on how Sapnap would react. Not that Sapnap would think bad of him and wouldn't want to speak to him again, after all it was him who joked about DNF all the time, it was more that he didn't think Sapnap would be serious. Sapnap always joked about everything. Therefore when he finally confessed he could barely get the words out.

-Three weeks ago-

George finally pressed the call button and waited as the tones rang through the phone. It didn't take long for Sapnap to answer and when he did it was with his usual playful tone.

"Hello Gogy, what do you want on such a beautiful day?" He imitated a British accent.

"Um...hi Nick." George could practically hear Sapnap chance at the use of his real name.

"Everything okay, George?" His tone was no longer playful.

"I wanted to tell you...something."

"Okay, go ahead."

"Can you promise to not laugh?"

"Is it something laugh-worthy?"

"No."

"Then I won't laugh."

"Okay, so I don't really know when it started, probably like one year ago, and like it happened so out of nowhere and I don't know how it happened. But all of a sudden I was in the middle of it and I was just so lost..." George realised he was rambling and took a deep breath. "So...um...i...i'm kinda...in love with...Dream." He whispered the last part. When Sapnap didn't answer, George was about to start crying. Right as he was about to end the call Sapnap spoke.

"You are serious? You are not joking?" Sapnap sounded shocked and Georges 'Yes' was barely audible. "And you have been for a year?" Once again George confirmed. "I mean of course I support you and all that but it's just so unexpected. I thought it was Dream who would fall in love, not you. But I guess after all this joking it was inevitable." Sapnap didn't seem to be able to stop talking and George just silently listened. "And oh god! All these DNF jokes must hurt so bad. I'm so sorry George." Sapnap was right, all the jokes did really hurt, but just in the beginning. It had slowly stopped hurting so bad and he barely noticed it now. Now he just got really flustered when Dream flirted or someone made a DNF joke.

"Jesus, calm down calm down. It's fine, Sapnap the jokes don't bother me." That was a lie. But they didn't bother him in the way Sapnap meant and he was not going to explain how they bothered him.

"So can I still joke about it?" Sapnap asked and George sighed.

"Of course that's what you think about."

"Okay, sorry sorry" Sapnap apologized. "So...um...what are you going to do? Tell him?" George widened his eyes.

"Of course not! He's going to hate me!" George shouted.

"Do you really think so low of him?"

"I-no, but I just can't. It's going to change everything if I tell him and I don't want to lose our friendship. Promise not to tell him Nick, promise not to tell anyone."

"I promise." George breathed out. "Just promise to tell me if I take any jokes or something too far. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Okay good." Well, this went better than expected, George thought. "Now, do you wanna play some Minecraft?"

-Present time-

After that day they didn't speak much about it except for on some special occasions. One time Sapnap had asked what his sexuality was but George hadn't known what to answer because he didn't know himself. Like sure, he found women attractive but he couldn't be straight and in love with Dream at the same time. But George couldn't remember a time when he had found a guy attractive in that way(except for Dream of course). So what was he? He found women attractive but the only guy he found attractive was Dream. It was so complicated and just made George's head spin. Therefore he tried to not think about it too much.

The promise that Sapnap had made didn't seem like it meant much to him after all. He had easily told everyone else in the call about him being in love with Dream.

George's thoughts then shifted over to Dream, his supposedly best friend. But if he really was Dream's best friend then he would know what Dream was going through, right?

Hearing Dream cry like that had broken George and he didn't know what to do. He wanted to help his friend so badly and after sitting with his head in his hands for almost ten minutes he decided to text him.

Hey, hope you are feeling alright. Pls call me when you wake up

He really hoped Dream actually was sleeping like Sapnap had said. George had noticed how tired Dream had been for the last few days. And if George would have been able to sleep right now he would. But it was still kinda early and he knew that if he tried to, he wouldn't be able to stop himself from thinking too much.

So instead he tried to find some work to do, but he couldn't find any since Dream had edited his video. He sighed before starting Minecraft on his computer. Right as he was about to click to join the smp he stopped himself. What if someone was live? He quickly opened Twitch but relaxed when he saw that no member of the smp was live. He then went back to Minecraft and joined.

Before the world had even loaded in he checked to see if someone was on. It was only Foolish. He was probably working on one of his big builds.

When his surroundings in Minecraft had loaded in he discovered that he was in Tommy's house. George didn't even remember being in here. Not many seconds later Foolish sent a message in the Minecraft chat.

FoolishG Hi George!

GeorgeNotFound Hi

George just ran around on the prime path without thinking and randomly clicked with his sword.

FoolishG wanna talk? vc2?

George hesitated for a section before joining the voice call.

"Hello Foolish," He greeted as he joined. "What are you doing on the smp without streaming?" He then asked.

"Hi George." Foolish said and then he sounded like he hesitated a bit before he continued. "Well, I was streaming but then I kinda had to end it when..." He trailed off and it went quiet. But George understood what he meant. When Quackity had ended his stream of course all the confused viewers would go to another CC on the Dream smp or in their friend group and start to spam them with questions. George couldn't believe that he hadn't thought of this before. Of course anyone who streamed and knew someone in the Dream smp would now get spammed until Dream himself said something. George wasn't even sure if any of them would be able to stream until then.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry." George answered after a while.

"You don't have to apologize. As far as i know you aren't at any fault."

"Yeah, I know, it's just..." When George didn't continue, Foolish did it for him.

"...He's your best friend." George didn't answer. "So, how is he?"

George once again started to question his friendship with Dream. He was Dream's best friend and therefore he was supposed to know. When he answered Foolish he was a bit embarrassed.

"I...don't know actually. I think he went to bed." The conversation didn't last long after that and eventually Foolish logged out. Now alone on the server George had no idea what to do. When he then got a notification from Twitter he left the server to go to Twitter.

It was Sapnap who had tweeted about Dream being okay and to the fans to don't worry.

If you word it like that of course people are going to worry, he angrily thought as he scrolled through to replies. Most of it was just well-wishing and fans telling Dream to take a break if he needed to.

"Stupid Sapnap." He muttered before finally deciding to go to sleep or at least try to.

Dream woke up with a light headache and grabbed his phone. He immediately saw a text George had sent and all of a sudden all the memories of last night came back to him.

"Oh...god." He said as he went to his computer. He thought for a second that he should call George but he didn't know what to say to him, so instead he logged into Twitter. The trending page was the first thing he saw and he saw that almost every single one was about him. He clicked off and on to his timeline. The first tweet was one from Sapnap where he said that Dream was fine. He looked at the replies and scrolled past all the positive stuff.

It was a bad habit Dream had gotten the last few months, looking at hate comments. He knew that it probably wasn't so good mentally but he couldn't help himself. Right now he couldn't deny that he was looking for a distraction from the way he had embarrassed himself. The thought of probably millions of people hearing him have a panic attack didn't really make it better.

Once again he picked up his phone and reread George's message. Could he really handle talking to him right now? Dream didn't think so. So instead he decided to see what had actually happened last night and how it looked from an outside perspective. He went to Twitch to see the VOD from Quackity's channel but quickly realised that it wasn't there. Quackity must have chosen to not save it. And that was Dream very thankful for.

He then went back onto Twitter on his phone and easily found the clip he was looking for. He clicked play and watched through the ten minute clip. By the end of it he was ready to throw his phone into the wall. It was even more embarrassing than he had thought. He was full on sobbing on stream. What was he even supposed to do now? What was he supposed to say to his fans? His friends? Hell, even his family would hear of it now when it was so big on Twitter. But Dream knew that he needed to say something and therefore began thinking about what to tweet. He knew that that was the easiest way.

Having thought about something to tweet for ten minutes, he finally came up with a good enough tweet.

dream dreamwastaken

Hello, I know a lot of you are confused about what happened on Quackity's stream last night and all i can say is that so am i. I had a panic attack and lately I have had a bit of mental problems. Due to this I have decided to take a break.

I don't know how long this break will be but this will mean that there will be no uploads of any videos on my channels and I will not be doing any streams. I probably will not appear on as many streams as before and possibly none at all. At least for a while.

Thank you all for understanding and I hope to be back at it again soon. Much love, Dream.

He clicked on the post button and shut his eyes as he knew that he couldn't take it back now. Taking a break would be good and it was something that was much needed. Now he wouldn't have the pressure of having to be online as much as usual.

Still not having the courage to call George, he went down to the kitchen. It was empty except for Patches who was asleep on the couch. Dream smiled as he went over to pet her. He then went to fill a glass of water. He quickly chugged it and filled it again.

"Hey." A voice said behind him and he quickly spun around making him spill the glass of water all over himself.

"Dude, what the fuck!" Dream shouted at Sapnap while putting the glass down on the counter and grabbing a towel. His shirt was soaked as well as his pants. As Dream was wiping up the floor Sapnap just stood there and observed him. When he was done he looked up at Sapnap. "What?" He asked maybe a little more harshly than he intended.

"Are you okay? Do you wanna talk about...last night?" Sapnap asked slowly. Dream stood up and hung the wet towel over a chair for it to dry.

"Yes, I'm fine." He said and avoided looking in Sapnaps eyes while opening the fridge. He was definitely not ready to talk to Sapnap about him having a panic attack. As he took out some food from the fridge Sapnap looked at him doubtedly.

"You sure?" He asked and Dream tried to look as convincing as ever when he nodded. "Okay...but even if you don't feel like you can trust me, just remember that I will always be here. And please talk about it with someone, like George-" Dream knew that if he hadn't stopped Sapnap there he would have continued rambling for at least a minute.

"Nick, of course I trust you. You would be the first one I would go to if I needed to talk. But this i can't really talk to you about. It's...embarrassing."

"Like I said, you can talk to me about everything, no matter how embarrassing it might be." Sapnap assured but Dream hesitated.

"I know, thank you. But...I'm just not ready to talk about this." Sapnap nodded and gave Dream a quick hug before once again reassuring him that he could talk to him about anything. Sapnap then went up to his room on the second floor and not soon after Dream himself went up to his room with a sandwich.

Having now left George on read for almost an hour, Dream came to the conclusion that he would eventually have to talk to him and that it was better now than later. So he started a call and while waiting for George to join he glanced at his clock and saw that it was 1pm. He had slept for almost ten hours. Damn, he hadn't slept this good in weeks. Crying really makes you tired and-

His train of thoughts were interrupted when he heard the sound of someone joining the call. A quick glance over the screen told him it was George.

Dream sat up straighter in his chair and nervously tapped his fingers on his desk. He already regretted this.

"Hey." Dream said and started to bite his lip. A bad habit he had when feeling anxious.

"How are you?" George immediately asked.

"I...don't know." For some reason Dream couldn't lie and tell George he was fine. Because he wasn't fine. Being in love with your best friend was not fine. It was really bad and George was the only person he couldn't lie to.

"What do you mean you don't know? What...happened?" George's voice dropped into a whisper at the last word. He didn't sound so good, and that broke Dream's heart, hearing George like that.

"Panic attack." Was all that Dream could get out. It was barely a whisper. He felt like his throat had closed itself.

"Why?" George whispered. Dream was quiet for a bit before deciding to hold George a bit away from himself. He thought that by not opening up to George the feelings would go away.

"Why do you care?" Dream knew that it wasn't the best thing he could answer with but he didn't have a better answer.

"What do you mean? Of course I care, you are my best friend. I care about you!" George had raised his voice and was nearly shouting by the last sentence. He then heard how George signed. "And you know that very well so why are you trying to push me away? Did I do something?"

"No! No, no of course not...you didn't do anything." It's all my fault George don't you dare blame yourself.

"Then why can't you tell me what it is?" George asked and Dream hated to disappoint him.

"I just can't." Dream closed his eyes. "You would hate me."

"I could never hate you." George said, he sounded offended that Dream would even think that. "Trust me on that." George added quietly as an afterthought. It sounded like George hadn't meant to say that and as if it was just a thought. Dream ignored it and continued.

"Even if that is true, I can't tell you."

"Don't you trust me? If that is the case then please tell someone else. You need to talk to someone and don't just keep the emotions to yourself." Dream wondered what he had done to make both of his best friends doubt that he trusted them.

"I trust you George, it's not that. It's just so...embarrassing and personal."

"Okay...but did you at least sleep well?" Dream was relieved that it seemed like George was letting it go, and he smiled.

"I actually slept really well, better than I have in weeks."

"I'm glad." It was quiet for a couple of seconds before George asked. "You're taking a break?"

"Yes, I just feel so exhausted. Like not physically, I slept amazing, but mentally. You know? Like this whole time I haven't had a single break and now it has all just come back to me."

"What will you do with recordings and streams?"

"I don't know, but I don't think I will do much recordings. And for streams i don't think i will be on any. Or at least not talking." George hummed in response.

"What about talking to m-...those in the smp?" George asked and Dream could sense that George was a bit worried. But of what? That Dream would take a break from him too? Like that would happen.

"I'm not going to stop talking to you George. Don't worry." Dream said while laughing.

"I wasn't worrying! I was just asking!" George defended himself.

"Okaaaay."

"Shut up." George said and they let it go. "So what are you doing now?"

"Talking to you?"

"Obviously, I mean what are you doing after?"

"After what?" He teased and he heard how George groaned.

"Maybe I should just leave." He said.

"No, wait!" Dream couldn't stop himself and facepalmed.

"Aw, does little Dreamy poo not want me to leave?" George said in a baby voice and Dream giggled, relieved that George hadn't taken it seriously.

"You wouldn't leave me all alone, right Georgie?" He teased back and this time it was George who giggled.

"Of course not," He heard how he smiled. "So wanna play Minecraft or something?"

"Yeah!"

After some hesitation they both logged on to the dream smp. They planned to do some combat training. The reason for choosing just that server was that George secretly hoped that somebody else would join so Dream could talk. Maybe not about what happened but George knew Dream. And therefore he knew that he was probably embarrassed about what had happened. By talking to someone else on the dream smp that wasn't him or Sapnap, maybe he would feel better.

"George you there?" Dream called out and George looked in front of him.

"Oh...yeah right, sorry I zoned out."

"It's fine."

"Uh...Dream, could I ask you something? About last night?"

"Go ahead George. But don't expect me to answer it."

"Okay so...The reason that you had a panic attack, was it something in the stream or like in the group of people, or was the reason something 'behind the scenes'." George realised he wasn't making any sense and started over. "Was it something that could have happened anytime or-" That didn't make any sense either. "Was something in the stream the reason for it? Is what I am trying to ask."

"George I-" Dream went silent before silently whispering "Yes." George started to think millions of new thoughts and he didn't say anything in response. What had happened in the stream? He hadn't noticed something particular. But maybe that was just him. George would be lying if he said that he wouldn't go back and check that stream after talking to Dream. "Don't you dare go back and analyze that stream George." Dream said in a more serious tone. George didn't answer. "George." Dream warned.

"Fine, fine." George finally answered. "I won't." I definitely will.

Dream didn't say anything else and they continued to fight.

Lucky for them it had only been Captain Puffy who had been on the smp when they joined. Except for a brief greeting in chat they hadn't talked to her. Now George heard the sound of someone joining their call. It was Puffy and George noticed how she was quick to announce her presence. Almost as if she hadn't wanted to accidentally overhear something.

"Hello!" She greeted them.

"Hi." George said back.

"Hey." Dream said.

"So how are you Dream? I saw that you were taking a break." Unlike most people Puffy was the kind that didn't waste time with small talking or slowly getting to a subject. She was not afraid to ask questions even if it would get awkward.

"Fine." Dream answered in a dismissive tone. George scoffed.

"You don't have to be rude." He said.

"I'm not being rude! What do you mean?"

"But you are."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Okay loverboys, calm down." They both went silent. "It was just a simple question, no need to argue." She laughed and they both joined in.

"I'm sorry Puffy, I'm fine. Thanks for asking tho." Dream said when they calmed down.

"You sure?"

"Why does everyone ask if I am sure?"

"Yeah, wonder why." George said sarcastically.

"What does that even mean?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." He said in a sensual tone.

"I-what!"

They continued to talk to Puffy for a bit before she left to go and talk to Minx and Niki. Dream and George were still fighting and for the most part Dream was the one who won the duels. Almost an hour after Puffy had left, someone knocked on Dream's door.

"Yeah?" He said as he abandoned the duel and turned around in his chair so he faced the door. Sapnap opened the door and came in.

"Hi. Who are you talking to?" He asked and looked at Dream's computer.

"Uh-George." Sapnap went pale.

"I need to go Dream, see you later. Bye." Dream heard George say in his headphones.

"Wha-" But before he could say something George was gone. "What's with him?"

"I don't know." Sapnap mumbled, thoughts in other places. Dream looked at him confused.

"Did something happen?"

"What? No, no." Sapnap said and tried to act as normal as possible. He failed miserably. "Well, good to see you are not depressed, lying in your bed. See you!" Also he was gone before Dream could say something.