my best friends roommate.

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the way that you talk to me..

12:45 p.m.

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dream is still downstairs, he's watching a crime show to occupy his boredom. he wants to hangout with george but he's waiting till 1:00 p.m. to wake him up like he asked him too.

as soon as the next episode comes on dream hears george come out of his room with a blanket wrapped around his body like a cocoon, "pft, hey sleepy head. you gonna sprout wings soon?"  dream says as george sleepishly sits next to dream on the couch, "tired." george mumbles as he rests his head on dreams shoulder, "you missed me didn't you?" dream teases, "no. your tv show s' just loud." george says in a sleepy sassy tone "yeah? is that why your resting your head on my shoulder?" dream asks with a smile in his voice, george realizes what he did and scotches away from dream, "sorry.." george mumbles under his breath. dream frowns, he hates when george says he's sorry; yeah it's good to be apologetic towards things that you do but when you apologize without hurting or crossing someone's boundaries it defeats the whole purpose of an apology, of course george doesn't know that but he's willing to teach an old dog new tricks.

dream fixes himself on the couch so he's facing george, cris cross apple sauce, "i'm okay with you leaning on me, i'm okay with you holding my hand, i'm okay with you playfully arguing back and forth with me, i'm okay with you calling me names as long as it's playfully, you can hug me whenever, you can do literally anything to me that's not sexual or malice in anyway." dream says with a smile to let george know he's not mad at him; "i'm sorry.." george says as his eyes fill up with tears, he's felt this feeling before, he knows he did something wrong, he knows what's at stake here, he knows that dream's going to get up and leave him like everyone else did.

george snaps out of his thoughts as he feels dream pull him in for a hug, "is this okay?" dream whispers to george; george stays quiet and melts into the hug as tears start streaming down his face, he's never felt so safe.

"im sorry.." george says choking on the lump in his throat, "you didn't do anything wrong george, i would've told you if i didn't like anything you did. you don't need to apologize for actions that don't hurt anybody." dream whispers to george as he rests his chin ontop of george's head.

george smiles as he takes in what dream had just said to him, he takes in a shaky deep breath and slowly pulls away from dream's embrace, "thank you." george says as he wipes his eyes with his blanket, dream smiles at george and flicks his forehead,
"youre dumb. wanna go to target with me?" dream asks george to lighten up the mood, "only if we never talk about what just happened ever again." george says half jokingly, "what happened?" dream says obviously joking, "exactly." george says with a smile, getting up to get ready for their little target run.