[ Dreamnotfound Oneshots ]

How could you love someone like me?

Fluff because I'm so tired of writing porn :')

I'm on my period and went through extreme back pains and cramps while sitting in a chair to make this so sorry if it's not as good as usual and seems rushed :/

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George has lived with Dream in Florida for a few months. Of course it had rained a few times, but not like this.

The water pounded against George's bedroom window, the faint sound of thunder in the backround. He shivered and shoved his face into his pillow.

Dream was the only one who knew about Georges fear of thunder, and if it wasn't 5am he would probably be comforting George right now.

He looked through his window and watched a flash of lightning strike, the bright light almost illuminating his entire bedroom. He covered his ears with his hands but still couldn't help the shiver that wracked though his body.

He looked around his dark bedroom clinging tightly to his pillow.

After another clap of thunder, he searched around through his blanket to find his phone to no avail. Groaning, he got up and let go of the pillow, uncovering his bare legs to get out of bed.

Usually, he slept with a oversized shirt and sweatpants so he wouldn't have to throw a heavy blanket on top of him during the Florida heat, but when the storm started, he took his sweatpants off so he could secure himself in his blanket without overheating.

He tiptoed towards his door, opening it slowly to the dark corridor and looked both ways. Another fear George had was the dark, a lot of people knew of this fear though.

He walked quickly to Dreams room and hesitated for a moment.

He put his ear up to the door only to hear the ceiling fan in his room, not another sound. To make sure Dream was asleep, he gently knocked on the door three times and stepped back a bit.

He waited for a moment and when he got no response, he stepped forward and carefully twisted the door knob and stepped into the dark room. He closed the door behind him and looked towards the bed, the faint silhouette of the blonde boy stood out against the light blue sheets.

He stepped closer and kneeled by the bed.

"..Dream?"

The blonde boy groaned and turned towards George, his eyes still closed.

"Dream."

This time, he said it a bit more stern, hoping to wake Dream up enough to realize he was there.

He watched the blondes eyes open a bit, blinking a few times to adjust to the cold air that engulfed the room.

"George? What is it?"

George opened his mouth to say something, but not a word came out.. I should of thought this through.

"Can I.. sleep in here? Just for tonight."

Dreams eyes widened for a second before closing again.

"It's the storm, isn't it?"

George nodded and looked away, ashamed of his stupid fear.

"Alright, come on."

George watched as Dream rolled over a bit, making room for him.

He climbed into the bed, the frame creaking a bit before he layed his head onto the abundance of pillows and shifted to get comfy.

He layed in silence for a bit, then realization hit him.

He wasn't wearing any pants, in a bed with dream, with no blanket to cover him.

He suddenly became hyperaware of the cold air in Dreams room and felt his body shake slightly.

He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to fall asleep, but another clap of thunder shook the room, making him flinch.

"George.. c'mere."

He turned towards Dream and saw his arms open, expecting George to get closer to him.

He shifted over and layed half of himself onto Dream as the blonde boy wrapped his arms around the brunet.

George immediately felt warmer, considering the fact Dream was basically a heater against his shivering body.

"George.. are you wearing any pants?"

That's when he felt it, one of his legs touching Dreams.

"Um.. just.. I-"

His whole body shook when Dream chuckled. George buried his face into Dream's hoodie, attempting to hide his blush from the little bit of light shining through the window as the sun began to raise into the sky.

George whipped his head up as Dream pulled him closer towards his face. The blonde boys arm raised as he cupped Georges cheek, rubbing his thumb gently under Georges eyes.

"You're so pretty, y'know that George?"

"Wha-"

George was lost with words as he stared into Dreams yellow- no, green eyes.

Where was this coming from? Was he just messing with him?

"I- just.. stop."

Dream sat up, taking George with him. George stumbled backwards out of Dreams lapped and looked down, fiddling with his fingers.

"I'm not joking George, you are actually perfect."

George looked up to stare into Dreams eyes, suddenly aware of the fluffy blonde hair that was sticking up in all different directions, and the way he was staring so lovingly into Georges eyes.

"You can't mess with me like that Dream."

Dream leaned forward and connected their lips for a fraction of a second, pulling back quickly to make sure George wasn't uncomfortable.

"I would never mess with you like that George, I love you."

George lowered his head, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes.

"How could you love someone like me?"

Dream scoffed, seeming to get a bit annoyed at how stupid of a question that is.

"George, how could someone not love you? You're beautiful, smart, funny, and-"

Dream's little rant was interrupted by a choked sob as George covered his face with his hands, Dreams eyes softened as he pulled George forwards and into his lap.

He took George's hands away from his face and wrapped his arms around George's waist, holding him tight but not enough to squeeze all the air out of his lungs.

He planted a kiss on Georges cheek and brought his arm up to rake his hand through Georges hair.

"I love you so much George, everything about you, and nothing could ever change that."

George looked up into Dreams eyes, the orange glow from the sun making the tear streaks on his cheeks glisten as he smiled.

"I love you too, Dream."

He leaned forwards and their lips connected for the second time that day, also the last as they both fell back onto the bed, falling asleep as the rain halted to a stop and the sun lit the entire room in an orange glow.