A Lovely Mess

Day 12

Dream rolled over and began to stir, he stretched releasing a yawn. George however was already awake, sat on an arm chair across the room reading, he'd found a hardback of mice and men copy that he was almost towards the end of.

"good morning" dream sat up and outstretched his arms feeling his shoulders de-tense.
"morning" george smiled not looking up from his book.
"have you been awake long?" dream asked standing and walking over to george
"a little whiles i suppose" george put the book down and looked up at dream
"why didn't you wake me?"
"the only time you seem even remotely peaceful is when you're asleep, after yesterday you deserved the rest"

dream chuckled and reached a hand out, george took it and he pulled him up.

"For the first time in forever i feel normal" Dream smiled as he ran his arms down georges back, holding him to his chest.
"Try not to jinx it" George chuckled
"i think this place could be good for us, it's much better than being on the road"
"don't things just feel too normal though? surely there's something much more sinister" george pulled away, followed by a sigh.
"Not everything has to be bad George"
George shrugged, "Kind of ironic considering we're in the midst of an apocalypse"
"I suppose, even then, good things can happen"
"you're suddenly so optimistic, i'm not used to it" George laughed
"i missed hearing you laugh, it feels like forever since i heard it"
"dream"
"yeah?"
"is it wrong to say that i love you"
"after what i said yesterday, i think it's valid to say that"
"well then, i love you" George smiled brushing his hand through dreams hair
"i love you too" Dream chuckled catching georges hand and planting a kiss on it.

"Only took six years of flirting over discord and an apocalypse for us to say that" George smiled watching as dream continued to kiss his hand.
"feels damn worth it now" Dream trailed his kisses up georges arm.
"the apocalypse or the flirting?"
"maybe just the flirting, the apocalypse isn't great"
"thought as much"
"if we have eachother though we'll both be fine"
"dream?"
"mhm?"
"can i do your hair?"
"what, that's so random george" Dream chuckled pulling away
"I know, i just wanna"
"If you must"

Dream made his way to the bed, sitting on the edge as george grabbed a comb from the dresser and sat behind him, he ran the comb through dream hair before putting it into a tight man bun.

"Now i can actually see your face" George said holding dream from behind
"Yeah, you can"

A knock sounded at the door interrupting the moment, dream got up and opened.

"Hey dream, can we ta-?" Dream slammed the door shut before bad could finish his sentence
"Dream was that-"
"No! it isn't!"
"Dream..." George titled his head shaking it
"Open the door" George sighed

Dream bit his lip and begrudgingly opened the door, bad was stood, his white collar bright, his hair was braided up into a bun due to its length, his glasses rested against the edge of his nose so he shifted his hand to push them back up. Bad had a deep scar across his lower jaw and another on his upper right forehead

"May i come in, dream?"

Dream nodded

Bad stepped in, his face lighting up seeing George

"Nobody told me George was here!" He smiled
"Bad- you're alive?" George stood in shock
"Wait- wheres sappy?" Bad looked around trying to locate the third friend
"Iowa" Dream crossed his arms shutting the door and leaning against it
"Iowa? Why's he in iowa!"
"It's a long story, but bad- how are you!" George beamed excited to see his long lost friend
"I'm well- mostly. I cant believe you're both really here" He smiled looking between the two.
"We thought you were dead Bad" Dream frowned
"Oh you muffin, you promised you wouldn't let me die, even if you wasn't physically there, you getting out through the roof distracted some of the dead giving me a chance to get out" Bad chuckled
"Why didn't you come back to camp?" Dream asked
"I lost my way, you had the map after all. After some time i assumed you didn't make it"
"Looks like the dream teams almost fully back together" George beamed pulling bad into a hug before letting go.
"Almost" Dream chuckled.