All Time Low

6

They sat on the back garden porch looking up at the stars, a thin blanket draped over George's shoulders whilst dream was leant against the brick exterior of the house.

"They're much more brighter than in london" George pointed up before taking his hand back to the floor.
"Really? i thought they'd look the same everywhere" Dream shrugged as he looked between each bright dot in the sky.

"I mean- theres a lot of light pollution in london, clogs the sky and makes it near impossible to see anything but darkness when looking up"
"you learn something everyday" dream chuckled
"i wish sapnap was here"
"am i not enough george?" Dream teased turning to face george, he looked up shaking his head
"no- i just know that he was excited! It was his idea after all"
"I know, i'm sure he's fine, we'll have the best time once he gets here"
"okay dream"
"i've known him for years, he's probably just laughing at our lack of streaming since"
"True, do you wanna maybe play a game?"
"I cant really be bothered to go on minecraft right now, maybe tomorrow?"
"No not that type of game dream, like i don't know a question game?"
"Question game?" Dream raised an eyebrow and cocked his head forward slightly.

"Like each of us asking a question and just go back and forth to learn new stuff about eachother"
"That's barely a game"
"Oh shut up! it gives us something to do"
"Fine, shoot" Dream raised his hands in defence shaking his head gently.

"What's your favourite memory?" George looked from the ground up to dream, however dream looked away.
"Uh- this is gonna sound stupid"
"what is it?"
"remember that night when you hit the big milestone, my youtooz sold out and we were just super happy"
"yeah, of course i remember that night dream"
"that night was my favourite memory"
"awh" george smiled up at him
"now my turn to ask you, hmmm" dream bought a finger to his lip, tapping it as he thought "-what's your favourite stream you've ever streamed"
"easy, the stream when i was in a suit and we messed about around the community house with callahan"
"that was one of the funniest streams we've ever done together"
"yeah, it was" george leant back against the wall, somehow he and dream had ended up closer together.

"When was the last kiss you had?" George asked, dream chuckled obviously not expecting them to jump to such personal ones
"Three years ago"
"who with?"
"just some gu- girl" Dream brushed of his mistake, hoping george didn't notice
"hm, okay" george didn't question it
"you don't have to answer this but- what ended up happening with yknow- Miley?"

George sighed, he knew it would come.
"She wasn't very nice, i didn't like how jealous she got"
"Jealous, what over?"
"You, she hated me talking to you. Maybe the fanart and the whole dreamnotfound thing got to her and she took it personally. The girl had some vendetta against you"
"Oh" dream looked away
"It doesn't matter how, regardless i chose you over her"
"You were happy though george, you shouldn't have ruined that because of me"
"You idiot, it wasn't because of you. Anyway, i'd rather you than her anyway" He chuckled, a small smile growing on his lips, Georges eyes trailed to dreams, noticing how they turned up too.

"Thank you george"
"Don't thank me, i would've been an idiot to have let someone like you go"

The tension was clear, well so dream thought.

His heart raced against his chest, he was glad it was dark and george was unable to see the deep blush taking over his face, if they were any closer, he'd be sure to feel the heat radiating off of him.

The radio quietly hummed a song, one dream had heard only once before.

Notice me by ROLE MODEL

lets dance when we're not supposed to be

dreams eyes focused on georges lips

cant stand, when you're not close to me

he noticed how george moved forward slightly, the sound of the fabric of his sweats brushing against the concrete below.

The sound of the light wind brushing through the deep leaves of the palm trees surrounding the house.

only thought i'd have you in my dreams

George leant forward, their lips brushing.

things you say leave me feeling weak

dream brought his hand to georges cheek, bringing him close.

dream looked into his eyes, george for sure could feel the heat of dreams skin against his own cold face.

and those brown eyes of yours are all that i need

"is this right?" george whispered, his breath hitting against dreams face.

and you whisper that i'm all you see

"who cares" dream broke the distance between their lips, finally interlocking them.

Lit by the pale moonlight as the two shared a kiss, something dream was certain wasn't real, his eyes closed as George's hand travelled up in the back of his hair before inevitably pulling away.

"Goodnight dream" He smiled, he stood uncrossing his legs and walking to his bedroom, the door to the garden left swinging as it slowly closed.

Dream fell back slightly, shocked by what just took place.

Was it real?

he pinched himself

it was definitely real.

Dream pulled himself up, once again leaning against the brick of the house, trying to gather and collect his thoughts that seemed to have scattered and spilled across everything before him.

Everything he wanted seemed to just, fit into place.

What if it was just a spur of the moment? It probably meant nothing, he's just looking into it too much.

He shook his head, pinching himself again.

He looked back up to the same stars he was so amused by not even twenty minutes prior to the current minute.

Dream exhaled watching his hot breath swirl against the cold air.

He stood, leaving and heading to his bedroom making sure everything was locked up.

How on earth would he sleep tonight knowing what just happened.

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notice me is such a good song
holy muffin.