come on now...|| dnf ||

Waygu steak

Dream pushes the button to open the garage, glancing at George who is still out beside him, but he had shifted his body slightly to face Dream. He hears the garage door stop and pulls in, making sure not to wake George after the time change and the flight.

He let himself out of the drivers seat and shut the door as quietly as possible. George stirred a bit, then brushed it off and went back to sleep. Dream opened George's side of the door almost silently, and admired the beautiful brunette that lay in the seat. Flutters ran through his stomach again.

Why do I feel like this?

He brushes the feeling off yet again and carefully lifts up George. George blushes a bit, but Dream doesn't notice. He tries to stay as still as possible so Dream didn't think he was awake. Dream opens the door to the house and Patches comes to greet him with a welcoming meow.

"Shh, Patches." He whispers, signaling to George as if she would understand. She looks up to Dream, confused, but Dream has no choice but to maneuver around her to get George into his bedroom. There were 3 bedrooms in his house, his, and Sapnap and Karl's room. It was a pretty obvious choice for which one he would put George in, as Sapnap would just come home and scream at him to wake up. Dream climbed up the stairs as delicate as he could, walking slowly to his room. He arrives in his room, laying George in the bed and covering him up with his grey comforter.

George lay there peacefully, cuddled up in the blanket above him. His head lay on the left of Dream's favorite pillow; it was the biggest, softest one. He had the blanket pulled over his shoulder and mouth leaving just the upper side of his head. Dream stood there admiring this boy before he quickly snapped himself out of it. What could he do to pass the time while George was resting? He checked his watch which read 3:00 PM. He had at least 2 hours until he could even start dinner, so he walked over to the couch, turning on a random channel and zoning out, thinking about everything he could do with George in the short 2 weeks.

Around half an hour passes, and he hears rustling in his room.

George is awake

Soon, he hears pitter-patters on the floor getting closer, eventually bringing George into his sight.

"Good morning sleepyhead" Dream says, his voice soft and warm. George gives a smile and giggles before saying,

"Shut up Dream." Pink brushed over his cheeks, he silently begged that Dream didn't notice.

Dream patted the spot on the couch next to him, signaling for George to sit down. George walked over and sat next to Dream, starting a conversation.

"I can't believe im seeing you in real life, Dream." George admires Dream's blonde hair and defined jawline.

He's beautiful.

"I know!" George replies, his voice slightly worn down from sleeping. "You're much cuter than I thought." Dream's eyebrows raise.

Shit. I said that out loud. Shit shit shit.

"Why thank you!" Dream smirks and laughs it off, blushing slightly.

"I'm tired, Dreammmm." George groans, obviously not fully awake yet.

"Okay. Stay here, I will be right back" Dream stands up and walks over to his room. George hears a bit of digging and then Dream walks out with a blanket balled up in his arms and a dopey smile on his face.

"Here." He sits down in the corner of the couch and motions for George to sit down next to him. George scoots closer to Dream, because the blanket was relatively small. He rests his head on Dream's shoulder, bringing heat to Dream's cheeks. Dream places his arm on George's shoulder and begins circle motions with his thumb. He grabs the remote and starts flipping through channels, looking over to George to ask him if he had a preference.  When he opened his mouth to speak, he quickly shut it in awe of how fast George had fallen asleep against him.

A distant rolling of a car nears closer, coming to the sound of a garage door whirring open.

Sapnap is home.

Dream grabs his phone as fast as he can and manages to type out

Come in QUIETLY. George is sleeping.

He sends the text to Sapnap, praying that he will see it in time to act on it. George's head had fallen into Dream's lap by now, and he knew Sapnap was going to call Dream a simp. Nevertheless, he kept his hand stroking through George's strawberry scented brown hair.

Sapnap bursts in and immediately yells,

"GEORGE!!!"

George jerks awake and rubs his eyes.

"Shut up, Sapnap." He groans, quickly realizing the position he was in and sitting upright next to Dream. Dream shoots him a he definitely saw that look and chuckles a bit.

"What time is it?" George asks, groggily. He stretches his arms and yawns.

"It's 6:30" Sapnap replies. "How long have you been there?"

George stops to think but Dream answers before he can.

"Literally three and a half hours."

"Oh my god Dream you are such a simp." Sapnap replies, half joking.

"Shut up." Dream says to Sapnap, giving him a serious look, Sapnap knew feelings from a mile away.

The tired boys climbed off of the couch to sit at the table as Sapnap prepared a dinner of steak, coming close to burning the house down as Dream wheezed at his clumsiness as George cracked up at both Dream's wheezing and Sapnap's cooking. The dinner did turn out to be good, even though, again, he almost lit the house in to flames.

They had finished dinner and had amazing conversations when the 3 started to get tired. George was the first one to bring up going to bed.

"Guys I'm tireeeed. Can we go to bed now?"

Sapnap looked at George's tired self and giggled. "Sure. But IM NOT SLEEPING ON THE COUCH!" He runs to the bathroom to brush his teeth as fast as he can to claim his bed.

"I can take the couch if you want, Dream. I fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow." He blushes. "Or your shoulder, in that case." He rubs his neck.

"Are you sure?" Dream says back, actually meaning it.

"Yep!" George replies happily. "Your house makes me feel so comfortable." The blushes come back even harder.

Is he blushing?

"Alright then." Dream says. "Here. Go put your pajamas on and get ready for bed. I will get the couch ready."

George does as Dream tells him and walks back to the couch, seeing a large blanket and the pillow he had fallen asleep on earlier.

"Thank you, Dream."

"No problem, Gogy." Dream chuckles and pulls him into a hug. Warmth fills George's heart, spreading all over his body. He lets go and looks at Dream with his tired and loving eyes. Dream couldn't help but blush, turning away and telling George goodnight before he could see his flushed cheeks.

"Night night, Dream." George climbs into the pile of blankets and falls asleep peacefully.