water droplets //dnf//

ch17: rest

~George POV

Dream was in charge of ordering the plane ticket while I finished packing. I didn't take much but my suitcase since I had to bring clothes back to Florida. But I started to help Dream pack his stuff.

I was folding a pair of pants when I hear Dream barge into the room.

"i ordered them!", he walked over and planted a quick kiss on my lips, "tomorrow morning"

"well you look excited.."

"no duh! i'm gonna see your place, and we can go out on the town.. and i get to be with you."

He gives me a warm look before standing behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. I ease into the back-hug and sway with him as I continue to fold the laundry.

"you don't have to do that for me you know?"

His deep voice right beside my ear makes me tingle. I shivered at the breath against my neck.

"but i want to. if you wanna help you can grab 4 shirts to pack."

He walked over to his closet which now consists of both mine and his clothes. Soon he walked out with 4 items. They were all short sleeved.

"dream.. you may need to get longer sleeved ones, you'll freeze"

After hearing my remark he let out a long sarcastic sigh and hunched his shoulders walking back to the closet. This time he came out with hoodies.

"see. perfect!"

I took them from his hands and folded them neatly and set them in the suitcase, Dreams arms took their previous spot around my waist. I needed to walk to the other room and grab something but I stayed there with him. Unable to leave the warm feeling.

~Dream POV

We stay there for quite some time.

"georgie?", I whisper

No answer.

"georgie?"

This time I say it a little louder but, still no answer. I can feel he's relying all on my arms to keep him up. I laugh to myself when I realize he fell asleep.

With my right arm still by his waist, I take my left arm behind his legs and pick him up bridal style. I walk to the other side of the bed and lay him there so the suitcase wasn't in his way.

George shifts to his side as I cover him up with the sheets. I place a kiss on his forehead.

"goodnight my love."

*start song*

I walk back to the suitcase. Continuing with folding the clothes and organizing my chargers. I instinctively start to hum to pass the time.

*if i could begin to be
half of what you think of me
i could do about anything
i could even learn how to love*

I continue singing the song softly. I was staring longingly at George without even knowing it. The way the blankets curved against his body. His perfect skin laying on the pillow. His messy hair sticking in front of his forehead.

I finish up the packing and zip the suitcase. I lay it on the floor beside George's small bag of stuff he's taking. But I lose focus quickly when I hear the bedsheets shuffle. I turn to see it's just George switching positions

I crawl into bed and lay next to him. He snuggles his head into my chest when he felt my arm go around his waist. My right hand started to play with his hair.