An Alternate Flame (Dreamnotfound)

I Do

Previously, George masturbated in a call with Dream, unaware of Sapnap's presence.

George groaned, sweat forming on his forehead as he walked out of the plane. The weather in Florida had proven to be much different than what he was used to. Specifically, it was much warmer than England during this time.

He walked through the airport, arriving at baggage claim. He stood in the open, searching for his bag.

He rubbed his eyes, his heart pounding against his chest when he felt his legs no longer in contact with the ground. It took him a moment to realize that he had been picked up.

He was met face to face with the love of his life, a smile forming on his face.

"Georgeeee!" Clay scream-whispered, causing the brunette to chuckle.

"That's how you always greet me. Come up with a better greeting, sir." George spoke sassily, still in the taller boy's arms.

He subconsciously wrapped his arms around Clay's neck, his legs around Clay's waist. Resting his head on the boy's shoulder, George could hardly comprehend that he was with Clay again.

"Would you rather I greet you like..." Clay paused, using a hand to lift George's face to his own. He smiled, placing his lips on George's for a quick kiss. "Like that?"

The brunette nodded, placing his head back on top of Dream's shoulder.

"Am I just carrying you now?" George nodded once again, pointing lazily to his bag.

Clay released a chuckle, grasping onto it.

"Is there any way you can at least hold onto your suitcase? I can't carry you both." The smaller boy grasped the handle on his suitcase, clearly very tired. "Oh, Georgie. It's a forty-five minute drive. You can sleep in the car and I'll let you nap when we get to my house, alright?"

He hadn't received an answer, a soft snore falling from George's mouth as the suitcase fell. Clay sighed, trying his best to carry George and the suitcase to his car.

Attempting not to disrupt the boy in his arms, he carefully opened the passenger door, placing George inside. The brunette tossed, falling back asleep almost immediately after Clay pulled the seatbelt over him.

Dream popped the trunk of the car, putting George's bags in it before getting in the car himself, starting the long drive home.

Pulling into the driveway, he brought George's suitcase in before going back out. He opened the door, softly shaking George to wake him up.

A soft whine left George's mouth as he stretched, unbuckling himself and crawling out of the car. He nearly fell asleep standing, causing Clay to chuckle before picking him up again.

"My personal indoor Uber is back, I see." George spoke slowly, it was evident that the brunette was still very tired.

"I am. But for now, you sleep." The small boy nodded against Dream's chest, frowning when he felt the warmth of the taller man leave.

Moving quickly, the brunette grasped onto Dream's hand.

"Cuddle?" George's voice was soft, immediately filling Clay with a happy feeling. He chuckled, knowing he had to do some stuff. Thinking, he tried to logically decide whether it was worth it or not.

With a sigh, Clay nodded, finally giving into the boy's request. He laid down next to George, wrapping his arms protectively around him.

His hands instinctively found their way into the brunette's hair, replaying this movement as he spoke.