TW- dirty talk (slight)
Baggage.
We all have it.
Emotional, physical, or in George's case, literal baggage.
Well, he was packing his baggage.
"Dream, I'm not bringing my ex girlfriend's bra you pervert."
George obviously should've been doing it himself but Dream insisted on joining him.
"Oh come on George, it would be funny imagine I have my exes and we could trade them!"
"NO DREAM BRAS ARE NOT POKÉMON CARDS"
"GEORGE PLEASE"
"NO I WONT DO IT"
"Even if I let you control my Twitter for a day?"
"No"
"What if I call you daddy"
Now that was a good offer.
"No still no"
George said as blush rose to him cheeks.
"I'll buy you flowers?"
"They'll be dead by the time I get home you nimrod."
"George, if you don't bring your ex girlfriend's bra to my house I will moan your fathers name during sex."
oh my god.
"DREAM"
"what now your gonna bring it"
"One, it's not guaranteed we're gonna have sex,"
"That's a lie."
Dream interrupted him.
"And two, that's fucking nasty you pervert."
"It's funny"
"It's not"
"At least it's not your moms name," the American argued.
payback time
"Ok Dream" George said with a pseudo sadness.
"Wait George I didn't mean it like that."
"No it's ok Dream, I get it."
"George.."
"Dream you really want to make me feel better after your horrid comment?"
"Yes anything to make you feel better.."
perfect.
"You giving me your mother's bra.."
"WHAT THE FUCK GEORGE?!"
A pro of being bisexual, being able to flirt with a man and say you want his mother.
"YOU BROUGHT MY MUM INTO IT SO I BROUGHT YOURS"
George and Dream both smiled.
In 48 George would be boarding his plane.
And in 10 days he would have to wake up.
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Aye chapter 14 I wrote this in the car lol snapping my crush :] anyways, that last line is erelevant for now ;)
Pls remember to eat and drink if you can and ily <3
-mads (she/her)
