Different ~ dreamnotfound

Chapter 6

"DREAM?!"

"GEORGE?!"

Both Karl and Quackity yelled at the same time, looking back and forth between both boys. By now, the blond had let go of the other's hand and waist and moved across the bed from the brunet, and George had paused the movie and was now sitting up, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

Karl and Quackity had already known George is gay, and they obviously had no problem with that. But when the boy who claims 'I hate frat boys' is laying in bed with one of the most popular ones, it's hard to understand what's going on.

"First of all, what? how? when? tell us everything!" Quackity began, closing the door and rushing over, sitting on Karl's bed. The carmel haired boy joined him, sitting down next to the beanie-clad male. Both watched intently and expectingly as George and Dream stumbled with their words for a moment before the brit started to actually talk.

"So uh, the other day I saw Dream at the library, right, and so, when he saw me at the party, he came up to me and we started talking... The music, somehow, got louder. So, we went up and hung out in his room... Then uh and we woke up and then went to breakfast..." George explained, nervously fidgeting with his hands the whole time, only holding eye contact at the end.

"...did you guys, ya know, fuck?" Quackity ask, receiving giggles from Karl, and two wide eye stares once again.

"What?! No!" Dream and George both exclaimed, now blushing profusely.

"I was just asking," the black-haired boy put his hands up in defense, "you both have hickeys, so I was curious... you obviously did more than just sleep, but at least we know it wasn't that" the boy defended himself, looking over at Karl and letting the laugh he was holding in slip.

"Yeah, can you really blame us for being curious? When we didn't see George around at the party, we got a little nervous, but someone said they saw you go upstairs. We figured you just wanted to escape everyone" Karl explained their point of view from the party, laughing softly back at Quackity.

"The person's friend said that they saw Dream go up with you too, we both laughed cause we know you hate frat boys" Quackity giggled with a shrug, looking back and forth between the two.

George then began to explain a little more, that Dream and himself have some things in common so they ended up getting along, but that doesn't mean he doesn't still hate frat boys, which earned a laugh from the other three in the room.

Later, when Karl and Quackity left, the brunet turned to look at green eyes, a question bubbling in his chest.

Well, yes, they aren't together or anything, but will he tell his friends about them? or that he's even interested in guys? He knows that he kind of had to sneak out that morning, but are any guys in the DSMP that would be ok with them?

What if they do start dating, are they gonna have to continue like this?

"What's wrong? you got that look" Dream asked, cocking his head and waiting patiently for a response.

"What look?" George asked curiously.

"Whenever you want to ask or say something, you always look like your questioning yourself... just say it" the blond smiled reassuringly, rubbing the boys back and waiting once again.

"How do you already know my facial expressions?" George questioned jokingly, receiving a small shrug and smile from the other, but no real explanation. "...Are we always gonna have to sneak around your friends like this? I know we're not technically dating or anything, but ya know..." George explained himself trailed off at the end, raising his knees to set his chin on, hugging his legs to his chest.

"Well... I know some of them are cool, Sapnap and a few others know I like guys, I'd feel comfortable telling them... but, is it alright if we wait? like, when we figure out what we are? There's no pressure to figure out sooner rather than later, I just want to make sure we're both are actually compatible, ya know?" Dream laughed softly closer to end, both smiling and the shorter replying with a nod.

"Sounds like a good plan, and yeah, I don't want to rush anything either"

They went back to cuddling after a few moments, finishing up their movie. Once it was done, Dream had gotten a text from another DSMP member, named 'Badboyhalo' but everyone called him 'Bad'. The blond's friend was wondering where he was all day, and he replied that he's at a friend's dorm.

George quickly drove him over to the DSMP house, waving him goodbye. They had exchanged numbers that morning at the diner, and they began to text each other once the brunet got back to his dorm.

They planned their next date, which would be at the Cafe inside the library they had first bumped into each other at, and George was more than excited for the following week.

That next week would be the last week before school started, today being Saturday. They planned their date to be on Wednesday, and they were both waiting impatiently for it.

Being around each other had been easy from the very beginning, with comfortable silences and genuinely fun conversation, it was quick for them to both get attached and bond so fast.

Later in the evening, George had gotten up to go take a shower before bed, undressing and then inspecting his neck.

Both George and Dream looked over all of the purple and red marks that littered their skin that night, and both smiled remembering who it was from.

After showering, the brunet put on the hoodie that Dream had left him with earlier, texting the blond that he still has it.

Dream replied rather quickly, saying "you can keep it if you want :) it's too small for me anyways"

They continued to text for the rest of the night, soon falling asleep mid-conversation.

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When George woke up, he felt something pressing into his back.

He moved his arm to grab the object stabbing him, realizing it was his phone.

After a few seconds, a realized his phone was dead and quickly plugged it in, laying back down and staring at his ceiling.

As he looked up at the white popcorn ceiling, an idea came to mind for what he should put up there.

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