Can I have a ride home? // DNF

Not now.

George woke up, he remembered everything from last night so he thankfully wasn't worried when he woke up to an arm tightly around his waist.

He grabbed his phone and scrolled mindlessly on his socials, he didn't wanna risk waking Dream by getting up.

For George it was a boring morning but after two hours, Dream finally lifted his head. George looked up and made eye contact with Dream.

Dream's eyes widened when he saw George, he sat the rest of the way. George laughed as Dream quickly looked under the blanket at his lower half.

"Don't worry. Nothing happened, you called me at four am and I drove you here."

Dream let out a relieved sigh as he kinda remembered what happened last night.

"Thank you." He said quietly rubbing his eyes. "What time is it?"

"A little past one. Do you think your ready to explain what happened last week?" George asked, he didn't mean to sound as snarky as he did.

"I guess. I mean that was the excuse I told you to get you to let me sleep here with you."

George rolled his eyes as Dream smirked. He pretended to hate the flirtatious jokes but I'm all honestly he loved them.

"Give me a sec, it's-"

"Take your time." George comforted, "i waited a week I can wait a bit longer"

"Heh," Dream laughed before he started to talk "well for starters.. I'm sorry for being a dick, I'm an asshole."

"Yes you are." George added.

"Let me finish" Dream rolled his eyes. "I was confused and angry about past trauma I guess, I don't really know. But I took it out on you in a way."

"What do you mean Dream?" George sat up in the bed as well, the conversation now getting serious.

"Well when I- I was a junior in high school I came o- out as bisexual to my dad." Dream stuttered. "He told me it was a phase, that if I dated a boy he would disown me, and other threats."

"Oh- Dream I'm sorry, that awful" George reached to pull his friend into a hug. Dream accepted the hug, he held the older boy close to him.

"I'm really sorry for not calling you back George. That might have been the worst thing I did." Dream said into the brunettes messy hair.

"It sucked."

"I know.." Dream softly said.

The boys stayed in each other's arms for a minute before Dream pulled away. George stared at him, he looked nervous.

"I have a question." He said.

"What is it Dream?"

"Is there any chance I can have a different reaction to you confessing to me?"

George cringed as he remembered that night.

"Why would you say it like that?"

"I don't know, I'm really nervous." Dream giggled to hide his embarrassment.

"Try again." George told him.

"George?"

"Yes Dream." George smiled wildly.