All Time Low

5

a gentle 'ping' notification from dreams phone startled him awake, it was inevitable he'd have to awaken from his comfortable slumber, despite however much he fought it attempting to remain asleep.

He pulled himself over, touching his phone it was hot, he groaned as he slid the notification open, it was sapnap.

[Sapnap: Hey brother, don't worry to much about me i'm staying safe, sticking together with some close family to ride the storm out. It's hell over here, waters fucked n the electricity is barely working, signals a joke. Sorry for the late reply, hope all is well with george, look forward to seeing you soon :] ]

Dream hearted the message and set his phone down again, stretching.

Begrudgingly he pulled his legs over so they draped over the edge of the bed before standing, he walked into his private bathroom and cleaned himself up, brushing his teeth, cleaning his face and ears, even having a quick shower.

His eyes diverted to the razor on the side as he brushed his hand against his stubble, he chuckled deciding to leave it, he preferred himself with stubble anyway.

He took his shirt off rolling it into a ball and throwing it to the side before walking out into the hall making his way to the kitchen as he hummed in an elated manner.

However, his excited dance to the kitchen was interrupted as a small british boy sat up from the couch rubbing his eyes, dream let out a yell stumbling back, he had completely forgotten about georges presence.

"did i just scare you- i'm sorry" george mumbled
"no- sorry just got caught up in the morning, did you sleep well?"
"the sofa killed my back but i'm alright"
"ill sort the room out for you today, you hungry?"
"always, i love food" george chuckled pulling the duvet off of himself and making his way beside dream, he tried hard not to stare at dreams body.

Dream wasn't exactly muscular, neither was he as slim as george, his shoulders were big and his stomach wasn't too toned, it was just, average.

George couldn't help but notice the little features about him, how there was a random scar on dreams chest, how his freckles trailed down his back and how the light gleaming in from the crack of the window complimented his already perfectly green eyes.

"honestly i'm not a fussy eater, i'll eat almost anything" George smiled leaning against the counter.
"easy enough, just have a look in the fridge, take whatever your heart desires" dream smiled as he cracked open an ice cold glass bottle of water as he took his bowl of cereal making his way to the living room.

Georges eyes scanned the fridge, not a single drink that wasn't water, despite the large carton of milk. salads and meats scattered about, the occasional fruit even.

'god he wasn't lying when he said he was healthy'

george decided on just also having cereal, which he noticed was located in the upper left cupboard.

He helped himself before sitting down beside dream as his eyes diverted to the television infront of him.

"were you okay last night dre, you had the same song on repeat practically all night" George asked he took a spoonful of the milky-cereal mix.

"yeah, just a good song what can i say" he replied quickly, so soon it was almost as if he had planned what he was going to say, regardless he could hardly say to his best friend 'i listened to it because it reminds me of how much i want you'

Dream shook the thought from his head focusing back on the television, "any news on when nick gets here?" george added as he leant his neck back, a gentle crack of tension released from it causing dream to shudder at the sound.