Would you rather live your life as a boring college student? Or start a band with your greatest friends?
George had always wanted to be the guitarist of a band, his "friend" Dream was always known to have the greatest voice. He's showed George a fe...
"See! Your boyfriend agrees!" He snickered, talking a bit more hushed.
Dream blushed at the thought, hopefully one day George would be his.
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Dream was the only one awake, comforting silence enveloping him in the hotel room. He ran his fingers gently through George's hair, never wanting this to end. The brunette laid peacefully on his lap, allowing Dream to stare down at him and admire him.
The way his hair fell just over his forehead, his mouth slightly open as let out soft breaths. Bright strips of sun rays from the partially open blinds shining along his face, making him apear like a glowing angel. His chest rose and fell and occasionally he would stir in his sleep, wrapping his arms around Dream's waist.
The blonde stared at him in awe, brushing his hair out of his face. He placed a kiss on his forehead, blushing.
"Sorry.." He apologized, getting up carefully and trying not to wake him.
"Come back.."
Dream turned his head around, looking at George who's eyes were half-lidded. "George I have to get ready," He said, walking back over and sitting at the edge of the bed. "Wanna come to the café with me down the street?"
George nodded, "Okay.." his eyes still halfway closed.
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Dream rummages through the closet, deciding on a final outfit and going into the bathroom.
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He comes out of the bathroom, seeing George already changed, wearing an outfit with alternating colors.
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