He heard a loud knock on the door before someone started talking to him, „George are you there?" Techno.
„Yeah come in", The British man said in a raspy voice.
The door opened with a quiet electric noise and his boss stepped in „George?" he asked and pulled a chair back from the table „Why didn't you come to the training? I was waiting for the past half hour."
Oh yeah right, the training. For the past few days they always met in front of the building, so Technoblade could help George with the last steps, but today he really didn't feel like it. He felt sick.
His mind was wandering around and he was scared, so fucking scared.
Calling or texting Dream wouldn't do anything. George already did that, just to realize that the tall American obviously left his phone at home. Smart if you'd ask a killer, being located over your phone is one of the most embarrassing fails.
„Are you okay?" The Blade now asked in a slightly concerned voice. It was weird hearing Techno speaking like that, since he normally acted really careless.
George shrugged his shoulders, looking at the small silver smile coin that laid on the table next to his bed.
„I don't know."
He tried to pull himself together, he really tried, but in the end he begun to cry in front of his boss.
„Oh George" Techno sighed „You really love him, huh?"
George nodded, still expecting The Blade to make fun of him for crying, but instead his boss sat down next to him.
„So Big Q was right", he mumbled „Must be great to love and be loved like that", he commented before laying one hand on George's shoulder „He will come back."
George sniffled quietly, slowly wiping his tears away „Did you hear anything from Sam?"
Technoblade shook his head „Sam came back a day after bringing Dream there. Clay said that he will get home himself."
„Techno, I'm not in the mood for training, if I'm honest."
The taller one chuckled „Yeah I thought so, what else would you like to do? I can take you anywhere across the building where you normally can't go."
„The library", George spoke „I wanna play piano."
His boss raised his eyebrows „You play the piano?"
„Yeah" George responded nodding „I'm not a pro but it's okay. Getting there in a wheelchair is difficult."
„Get it I guess" Techno started rolling George towards the library.
As the British killer predicted, it was hard to get to the library in a wheelchair. The floor was narrow and you don't even want to think about the stairs, but when they finally arrived, George grinned guilty and Techno out of breath since he basically had to carry George in his wheelchair around, it was worth it.
Technoblade pulled away the little bench that stood in front of the piano so George could reach the keys.
„Thanks" the smaller one said, thinking of something he could play, but his head was empty.
Techno that sat next to him on the bench by now, looked at him before slowly starting to play a beautiful melody.
George carefully listened to the tones, trying to remember which song that was.
The name suddenly flashed through his mind and he laid his finger tips on the keys, a wide smile written on his face „That's carol of the bells, from that one movie", he whispered waiting for the right part to join Techno.
Their fingers flew over the keys, playing a wonderful and nostalgic melody.
When they were done, George giggled „That was fun."
Even his boss slightly smiled „It was fun indeed, can you play something else?"
„Of course" George nodded „Do you know Where's my mind from Maxence Cyrin?" Techno shook his head in response, waiting for George to play.
The smaller one took a second to remember how to play it, before letting his fingers slide over the piano. The one or two mistakes he made playing, didn't change the fact that this sounded wonderful.
With every key he hit he got more and more exited to finally play this masterpiece again.
The already wide smile got bigger and bigger the longer he played.
George pressed the end note, and heard Techno clapping so he turned to him.
No.
It wasn't Techno.
The Blade wasn't clapping.
Georges gaze flew across the room, stopping at a person that leaned against one of the bookshelves. George knew that move, that's exactly where he stood the last time.
„Dream" he whispered, tears slowly gathering in his eyes „Dream Dream Dream" he tried to get off his wheelchair by hoisting himself up, while Clay took some big steps towards him.
„Hi George" the blonde spoke, barely catching his boyfriend that tried to get up on his own, but didn't have the strength to, so he instantly lost his balance.
„I missed you", Dream said, holding George under his arms. The rest of George's body was still too weak to move, so he just hung on Dream like a jacket on a jacket stand.
The taller one slipped one arm under Georges legs to lift him up „I missed you so so so much", Dream continued without a respond from George.
Meanwhile Techno just got up, giving Dream a little nod „Good to have you back, Nightmare." Before leaving them alone.
George digged his fingernails into Dreams back, slightly shivering.
The taller one sat down on the couch, still holding his partner while letting his now free hand run over Georges back „Hey it's okay" he tried to calm George down that buried his head in Dreams shoulder.
„I thought you were never coming back" George pressed out „I was so scared to loose you" he leaned back to look Clay into the eyes.
„I'm here now" Dream whispered. He leaned his forehead against Georges, that still sat on Dreams lap with tears eyes „I'm here."
Georges and Dreams hearts beat faster and faster the closer their faces got, they waited so long for this moment. To finally kiss the other one again, feel the heat rushing through their bodies and the wonderful, kinda dizzy feeling the touch left.
It felt like a damn movie scene and George's heart decided to skip a beat when their lips met for the first time in days.
Time stopped as Dream felt Georges lips brushing against his own. His lips were soft, almost silken, and pillowy against Clays.
George could taste their shared breath, feel the thud of their combined heartbeat as his hands found their way back into Dreams hair, their bodies pressed together heatedly against the leather couch, both breathing heavily with their lips still slowly moving against each others.
George felt the soft tickle of Dreams breath over his nose before opening his eyes again „Please never leave me again for this long."
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