The faint knocks were heard at Dreams door as the sun peaked through the shades.
George rolled over but only the faint warmth and smell that he loved was missing.
He sat up, propping up with pillows keeping him up.
"Good morning, beautiful." The tall boy said, walking into his room, a tray at hand filled with coffee and buttered toast.
"Good morning" George yawned, his ears popping with air.
"What's all this?" He asked, stretching out almost every limb
Dream chuckled to himself about how exhausted he looked, "Well, I wanted to make you breakfast."
George looked at him with a blank stare, "I can see that, but why?"
"I don't know, just felt like it." He smiled.
The brunette let a chuckle escape his lips with a slight smile, "This isn't because you feel bad for me, right?" He asked.
Dream set the tray down on the flattest part of their unkept bed, "If that's what you'd like to think, then sure."
He crawled his way onto the bed, indents from the presser of his hands appearing in the comforter.
He moved his hand over Goerges lap, moving his other to place delicately on the side of his face, George smiled.
The sensation of Dreams rough hand tickled his face a little, causing him to snicker.
It also made him laugh for another reason. The reason being that; such hands left faint bruises on his hips and couldn't bother with tugging clothes off softly, and the same hands were now being so gentle and delicate with how he touched him.
George placed his hand on top of his, his pale skin contrasting the blondes tan hue.
"You're so beautiful, Dream," George told him, rubbing circles on the back of his hand.
He planted a small kiss on the lips of the other before a creaking sound separated them both.
"I hate you both," Sapnap announced as he rested on the doorway, making a gaging face as they moved away from each other.
"I have no problem sending you back to texas if you hate me so much." Dream said, smug laughter escaping his lips.
Sapnaps eye twitched, "Get good sleep?"
"The best, and you? Bet your date with Karl was splendid." Dream smirked.
Sapnap raised a brow, "Oh it was, how was your "date" with George?" He said.
"It was-" he started, George stopped him and added on, "I want to go home"
He earned a laughing fit from both of the boys in the room, "I bet" Sapnap said between laughter.
"Very much so" Dream added on.
Not too long after they all headed downstairs for brunch after they realized they slept into late to have breakfast.
"What are we doing today?" Sapnap said in between chews on his bread.
"I'm not sure. Have any ideas?" Dream said after gulping down his chocolate milk.
"No Disney though." He added on, earning a sigh from both of the other boys.
"How about we have a picnic at the park down by that hill? It seems to be a good day for that don't you think?" Sapnap suggested.
"Well it's nearly 2 pm and the sun starts to set at 6? So, would leaving around 5 be good?" George added to the idea as he set his plate in the sink.
"Sounds like a plan to me, but who wants to be the sacrifice to prepare the food?" Dream snickered.
"One two three not it!" Sapnap said as he placed one finger on his noes, Dream also following the motion, leaving George the odd one out, meaning he was the one who had to prepare the meal for all three of them.
"Aw c'mon! Really? You both know I'm not the best cook!" George grunted as he banged his head down on the marble kitchen top.
"To bad so sad, get to cook'n." Sapnap said in a sarcastic tone as he left for the bathroom.
"It was a fair game, George. C'mon yknow the rules!" Dream patted him on the back.
A sigh escaped his lips, "fine." He said in defeat.
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Sorry for the short chapter! Next one will be longer!

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FanfictionDream and George agree to finally meet, before this, they both have had skeptics of their feelings for one another but always deny it. Until one night they both step into a dream together and face the truth. With the help of a Nobel friend to lead t...