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As the two men entered their home for the first time together, they couldn't help but exhale in relief. After long-distance dating for 2 years, with your best friend of a little over half a decade, they both felt truly content in each others in-person presence.

They both had been keeping their relationship a secret when it came to their online presence, but their friends, of course, knew of their relationship and knew of how hard it was, for both of them, when it came to long distance.

Especially considering both Dream and George's love language was physical affection.

It had always been hard for George to express his feelings through words, instead opting out by hugging or showering his significant other in affection, to let them know just how much he cared.

And for Dream, he didn't have a problem expressing his love out loud, but he's always been the type to show his love through tight hugs and soft kisses.

So, to say the least, both were very touch starved after not being able to even simply hug the other during the duration of their relationship.

Which means, as soon as the tall blond spotted his brunet boyfriend, he almost sprinted through the crowded airport to go hug him.

As soon as the blond collided with the brit (almost tackling him to the floor) he held him as tight as he could, his arms wrapped protectively around the other's waist, as if he held any looser he might be separated by an ocean once again.

George held the other just as tight, arms holding Dreams body close to own, wrapped  around his shoulders and face squished into the other's chest. Both smiling so much it almost hurt.

But of course, they didn't mind. They got to hold each other, so it was more than worth it.

After a year of dating, they both were absolutely confident in the thought of living together (both already knowing George would be the one moving to Florida, to live together in the states instead of England), but George's lease on his apartment had him stuck in London for another year.

After that long year, filled with long calls, sleepless nights, and daydreaming of finally being together, they could actually fill out those thoughts, go through with their long-awaited plans.

So after they hugged in the airport, for what felt like an eternity, but really on being about 1 minute (still pretty long for a hug), they rushed out of the middle of the crowd towards the baggage claim area, where George grabbed his blue suitcase (which Dream took out of George's left hand so he could hold his hand with his right, George's luggage in his left) and then proceeded to walk briskly to Dreams black car.

Dream popped open the trunk, sliding the luggage in place, then watching George tiredly walk to the left side of the car, then proceed to scoff lightly at seeing the wheel, then turn to Dream who was holding back his laugh, but as soon as they made eye contact both broke out into uncontrollable fits of laughter and wheezes.

And George couldn't help but stare at Dream, getting to watch him laugh in person for the first time, hear it in person for the first time, see how his eyes scrunched up into crescent moons as he doubled over the back of the car, hand pressed firmly on the trunk to keep himself stabilized.

And Dream couldn't help but stare at George, as the other laughed, getting to experience the same thing as George, watching their boyfriend laugh so hard they leaned against a car to ground themselves.