A Sun and Star [dreamnotfound]

Boatride

It was now the night of our first day together. George had eventually woken up from his nap so all of us had played COD together till 2 am. Before we pulled one of our usual all-nighters, like we did on discord, I suggested that we go to sleep since we were going to be doing some sightseeing the next day. They both agreed and Sapnap immediately passed out on the couch, snoring like a mammoth. Thank god my room was down the hall so he wouldn't keep me up. George and I gingerly got up so as not to wake up the bear next to us and cleaned up the controllers before heading to the bedroom. As we were walking down the hallway, I felt jitters travel up my spine. George and I were actually going to sleep together. It's not like I expected anything to happen but for some weird reason, it made me nervous nonetheless.

When we got to the room George whined, "ugh I'm too tired to unpack my suitcase."

"Just do it, you big baby," I retorted.

He grumbled which made me chuckle. "Fine, just borrow one of my shirts and pajama shorts," I suggested. He nodded and went to my closet to pick something out before going to the bathroom to change. I was rummaging around my closet for a nightshirt when he came out. Oh my god. The shirt was huge on him. The sleeves came down past his hands and his shoulders were exposed from the large neckline. His shorts were barely visible beneath the hem of the shirt. He was trying to cover himself up, an embarrassed look on his face. He caught me staring and sputtered out a "what" to which I turned away and muttered a quick nothing. 

"Just say it, I look stupid, don't I," he said definatly.

"No. Not at all," I whispered.

He looked at me confused and before he could see the red on my cheeks, I clambered onto the bed. "I take the left side," I stammered. He rolled his eyes and gave a quick "whatever" before climbing into the bed as well. It was a twin bed, barely big enough for the both of us, especially considering how big I was. I turned off the light switch next to the bed and we both lay down. He was close and I could feel his body heat from under the blanket. I was on my side, unmoving, scared I would touch him if I did. He was facing the other way. A few seconds passed before he turned around to face me. Our faces were much closer than I would have liked. I could feel the tension between us. I could just make out his eyes in the dark, looking straight back at mine.

"You never told me you had freckles," he said quietly.

"What?"

"You have freckles."

"Oh. Well, they're barely visible and they look kind of childish so I didn't want you to notice them anyway."

"The first thing I noticed about your face was your eyes. Then your freckles."

"They look kind of stupid don't they."

"No. They look like stars."

I paused, unsure of what to say. Stars? I told myself he didn't really think that but deep down I felt he did. All my life I had been bullied and put down and suddenly George decides he can just show up and start complimenting everything? That he can suddenly make the loathing I have felt for decades seep slowly away? Telling me shit like my freckles are stars. What is this, a Wattpad story?

"Goodnight," he whispered and turned around before I got a chance to make sense of what he had said. I didn't say anything back because I didn't know what to say. I turned around as well and went to sleep.

***

I woke up to the sun's rays gently glazing over my eyes from the window across my room. As I rose, I could smell the air carrying the scent of morning freshness. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and looked to my left for George but all that was there were crinkly bedsheets. I heard pans clinking from the kitchen and smiled at the thought of George trying to cook. He was by far the worst cook I had ever met. It was painfully obvious just from the pictures he sent us of his many failed attempts at making a half-decent meal. I quickly brushed my teeth, trying to get to the kitchen before he burnt the entire apartment down. Before I left the bathroom, I glanced at the mirror. Something made me feel weird, causing me to take a second and properly look at myself. That familiar animosity that would usually creep on me was... less. I saw my average face staring at me but I saw something else as well. Stars. I shook my head before the intrusive thoughts could invade any longer and headed to the kitchen.