How could one man have so many boxes? We were finally down to the last one and after the weird T-Money thing I have no idea how this next box will go. "Ok now you promised me child Dream pictures," George laughed, "I expect to see at least one." George frantically ripped the tape off the last box. Please have Dream pictures. Please have Dream pictures. On the very top of the stuff was a photo of a young girl. "Oh my gosh, who is this Dream? A secret girlfriend or Drista?" George gasped in awe. George looked at the girl in the photo carefully; she had straw-colored hair, green eyes, and a smattering of freckles. She looks a little like Dream so she's probably Dream's sister. George felt Dream come up behind him but Dream was so tall that he didn't even have to stand on his toes to see over George. Dream reached over George's head and grabbed the photo right out of his hands.
"Dreeeeam. Why? I like the photo of that girl?" George whined. Dream hesitated for a moment like he was trying to figure out what to say. "Well, it's my sister standing outside our house. You might be able to meet her," Dream sighed. Oh my gosh meeting Drista. "Really?" George said as he began to hop up and down. George began to giggle insanely and Dream was smiling while turning a little red. "Yeah. My mom may have invited us out to dinner?" Dream shrugged. George felt a rush of nerves as he thought about meeting Dream's mom. What if she didn't like him? What if he made a horrible impression? "I get to meet your mom? I feel so special," George said happily. Dream wheezed, " I am glad that makes you happy Georgie." He has no idea how much that makes me happy that he trusts me so much. Also his wheeze is more adorable in person.
*BEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEP* "What was that," George wondered. Oh shit, I said that out loud. Dream opened up his phone and looked at the weather alert on his phone. "Hurricane Schlatt is coming and it looks like you need to stay here tonight," Dream said. Wait. That wasn't supposed to be bad and I can't stay here. Dream looked nervous and George felt himself blush. "Ok, so I guess I can stay in here now. Since we just cleaned it out," George asked and shrugged. Clay rubbed his neck, "I mean I guess so that would be fine. I will need to postpone our dinner with my family."
George was disappointed but now he would get to spend a little more time with Dream. "Well... Since we are going to be here can I pick the food," George said happily. Dream looked like he was considering and then said, "Of course Georgie. Anything you want is fine with me." George was thinking back to their conversation about sushi. "I have the perfect food," George laughed. "Ok," Dream said, "Shoot."
"SUSHI," George exclaimed, "We had that one stream where you said you had never had sushi and that we had to eat some together." Dream laughed, "I can't believe you remember that. I will order some right now. I think there is a Japan Inn down the street." George had no idea what a "Japan Inn" was but he was just excited to eat with Dream. Dream walked out of the guest room while calling the food place. George went to the living room and switched on the TV.
*5 minutes later* "Ok George the food is on its way," Dream said coming out of his room, "Are you watching Parks and Rec? I love that show." Dream collapsed on the couch with George. *Parks and Rec Theme Song* George looked over at Dream, who was sitting so far away. George slowly moved closer to Dream trying to not be too obvious. *BOOM* "AHhh," George screamed. Dream jumped, "Georgie are you ok?" George, why do you have to be so scared all the time? Now Dream is going to think you are a little kid for being scared of thunder. "U-ummm yeah yeah yeah yeah," George stuttered, "I am just I guess I am just a little scared of thunder." George blushed with embarrassment but Dream moved closer until he was sitting right next to George. "Awww, George. It's ok you can stay close to me if you want. I have been through plenty of hurricanes," Dream said.
Dream was so warm and George felt himself snuggling into his chest. Dream looked down at George and smiled, "Are you cold Gogy?" "I mean yeah a little bit but you are so warm," George said quickly. Dream turned bright red and looked in the other direction. Why did I say that? I have like no filter tonight. George continued to watch Leslie make a funeral for a miniature pony and felt Dream's arm move around the back of his shoulder. They sat like that until the doorbell rang. Dream moved his arm and got up to get the door. "Thanks," Dream said, finishing up his payment on his phone. Why is thunder so loud? "Come on George," Dream said, walking into the kitchen. Dream laid out the spread of sushi and an array of sauces that went with them. They ate in amiable silence but it still felt awkward to George. Every time it thundered he jumped a little but he tried to cover it up.
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Am I Yours? Dream x George Fanfic
FanfictionClay was hiding from everyone he cared about. Was he too femme? How could he come out to his best friend? Why was being trans so hard?