Coding His Heart // dreamnotfound

twenty

6:27 a.m. London

No matter how much the jet lag kicked his ass, Nick managed to wake up bright and early. Being in London just caused such a great rush of excitement and happiness. Plus he would finally get to spend time with his best friend again.

However, as he slowly got out of bed he noticed the other two still sleeping.

Together.

Mostly naked as far as he could see.

Whatever, they are "together" according to Dream. All he wanted to do is support his friend. That's why today he made it his goal to get to know George.

The silence in the room aside from soft breathing was killing him. Maybe getting out for a second would help.

On his way up last night he seen an on campus coffee shop. Perfect! He could go and take a minute or two to wake up and bring back some coffee!

With a perfect little plan, Nick began dressing.

Searching through his suitcase for fresh clothes, though he kind of brought the same thing for every day.

Black jeans, turtleneck, a graphic-tee, and his favorite pair of vans. You could call it his signature style.

After he ruffled his hair a little, he grabbed his wallet, and the spare key from Dream, then headed out.

The crisp morning air hit him after he left the building and walked down the long sidewalk.

Many students had already started their day. Some eating breakfast. While others seemed to be finishing some homework.

Spending time on his own just gave him all the peace in the world. He couldn't be happier.

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8:12 a.m. London

A soft groan left Dream's chest as his body began to wake up on its own. No matter how much he wanted to sleep, his eyes couldn't close again.

Though he took this opportunity to snuggle a little closer to George. His arm wrapped around the others waist. Pulling him into his chest.

The blonde rested his chin on the brunettes shoulder. He looked so peaceful, and beautiful as he rested quietly.

"You're perfect." Dream whispered as he studied every little aspect of the others face. From his baby hairs down to the small pimple scar on his chin.

George was asleep till he felt himself being pulled. That and the fact Dream was hard and he could feel it against his lower back.

Hearing Dream whisper that short, yet very sweet comment made George's heart melt. If he wasn't acting like he was asleep, he definitely would have kissed him.

A few short minutes passed before George slowly opened his eyes. Meeting the long, loving gaze of the other.

"Dream.." George spoke softly.

The smile on Dream's face grew even bigger seeing he'd finally woke up.

Without a word, Dream began placing soft and short kisses on George's neck. Though his work from last night was still very prominently there.

George giggled as the kisses tickled his skin. He was no doubt, also slowly getting turned on.

In between the kisses Dream mumbled, "George."
"I can't help but want you every hour of every day."

His cheeks flushed a bright red once Dream mumbled that statement and moved his hand lower. Near his lower half which was only longing for him just as much.