Sunkissed | dreamnotfound |

|Breathless|

Dream's POV
                        The morning creeped into his window, clamping his eye's shut as he wished to fall back into the clutches of sleep. Only for Patches to push herself onto his face, mewling for attention. A heavy sigh escaped his lips as he picked up the fur ball. "G'mornin to you too." Patches merely turned away and hopped off the bed in response. Stretching his arms above his head he turned to the window for a moment, staring into space as his day started. Ruffling his own hair he stood up and made his way to his kitchen, knowing Patches awaited her breakfast. She danced by his feet impatiently as he grabbed her bowl and began to fill it, as soon as he set it down she began to maul away at it. Dream chuckled, turning away to begin on his own food. As he let the pan heat up he thought to himself about what he would be doing today.
           
          There was a stream planned with him, George, and Sapnap, his heart fluttered lightly, George hadn't been as active lately for whatever reason and Dream didn't wish to bother him with questions, that'd be weird right? It's not like George doesn't have the right to alone time, Dream just, misses him. A pang of guilt settles in his stomach, what would George think if he heard how fast his heart was beating for the smaller man? The thought of his best friend's lips came into mind, how pretty they were and how badly he wished to kiss them. He wondered if they would fit perfectly against his, George was so perfect to him. The joking flirting had become so much more to him, and without it, he felt incomplete. When George wasn't there he just never felt the same, but the fear of him knowing stopped him from diving too far into his thoughts.

            Cracking eggs into the pan he sighed, letting them simmer as his exhaustion caught up to him, coffee, he needed coffee. Dream couldn't stop himself from thinking about George, the slight tingle of excitement by the mere thought of hearing his voice today made his cheeks lightly heat up. There was something wrong with him, he was so sure of it. It was 8:32 AM, the smell of eggs, toast, and coffee made this morning bittersweet. He settled back onto his kitchen counter, taking in the morning as it came and went. Humming quietly to himself as he finished his cooking and sat upon a stool, he looked forward picturing George across from him, eating his food Dream would make for him. Then he'd steal some off of Dream's plate and they'd jokingly fight over eachother's food before they would settle into comfortable laughter, then, a small kiss would be shared, a loving kiss.

          Dream slapped the thoughts away as he felt his body temperature rise, George, he made his thoughts wild. Setting his dishes into the sink he made his way back to his room, he still had a couple hours before he had to be on for the stream so he made his way to the shower, maybe there his thoughts could wash off of him. He was in no way prepared for this, to hear George's voice slip into his head and make his breath hitch. Brushing the thought away the dirty blonde male rushed his way off to his shower as his thoughts soon became more and more polluted with the dark haired male.

George's POV
                         George awoke to his room being overwhelmingly hot, sweat dripping down his forehead he rubbed his eyes hoping to wake up quicker. Kicking off his comforter and turning to raise his fans speed he threw what clothes he had onto the floor. It was an uncomfortably hot day of the summer, he didn't bother checking the weather as he knew exactly what it would say, 'hot', grabbing lighter clothing he set them at the foot of his shower door. Running his hand through his sweat slicked hair he felt a twinge of disgust. George never really was a clean freak but he hated the feeling of greasy or oily hair, he made it a priority to take care of his hair and his skin loving the soft feeling even thought he would never admit that.

           Grabbing an apple off his counter he sighed, biting into it as he was too lazy to prepare a proper meal for himself as he was never the type to be a morning person. He had stayed up late that night lost in his head, not sure where he was going or what he was doing. In truth he doesn't really remember much of why he was up so late, maybe he should see a doctor? Continuing to eat his apple he let his thoughts worry over his sleep schedule, he was glad that he even managed to get up by 9. He had always had an issue with sleeping too much or sometimes too little which would make him incapable of filming or working and lately that had been troubling his work schedule as well. He somehow had managed to finally schedule a stream with Dream and Sapnap. There was comfort in that thought, he had been missing his friends greatly and he wanted to speak to them so badly, though he didn't wish to worry them with his awful sleeping habits.