One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound

Wait- you were serious?

This chapter was written over the time span of 4 days and my motivation kind of went down the drain towards the end. Sorry if it's not the best...

George POV

After around 2 minutes, Dream came back out of the bathroom, now changed into a white T-shirt and grey sweatpants.

(Again, the grey sweatpants mean nothing.)

During the 2 minutes that Dream was changing, I had moved my position so that I was sitting in front of the pillows. I sat hugging my knees, which were pulled to my chest, and the blanket was scrunched up at my feet so I was sitting on the sheets. All the while I just struggled to process these last events in my head.

"Hey Georgie." Dream said after he turned off the lights and he started to climb into bed next to me, on my right.

I snapped out of my zoned out state and climbed under the sheets next to him.

We faced each other as our legs intertwined, our arms wrapped around each other and I nuzzled my head into his chest while he nuzzled his in my hair.

"You alright there?" Dream asked, probably because I hadn't said a word yet.

"Y-yeah." I stuttered. Fuck, of course I had to stutter.

"Are you sure? If you want I can get you a drink or something?" He asked innocently.

"N-no, I'm good, thank you." I said as I pulled him closer.

"Is something on your mind?" He asked as if he didn't do what he did before he left to go change.

I didn't respond.

"I won't do it again if that's what you want..." He said, the playful innocence in his voice previously held, gone. His voice now holding a twinge of guilt and concern.

"I wasn't complaining..." I said quietly, not quite knowing if I wanted him to hear or not.

"Oh?" You could practically hear the smirk in his voice. He stayed silent for a few moments before continuing. "Is that all?" He asked. "...Kitten?" He added.

He really had to do that again, didn't he.

I just nodded my head, knowing that if I tried to answer that with words, I would just be a stuttering mess.

"Alright then, just try and get some sleep now. Goodnight Georgie." The blond said.

"Goodnight Dream." I managed to say without stuttering.

A few moments later, we fell asleep in each others arms contently.

It's kind of funny the amount of times we've slept like this before I could call him my boyfriend...

Time skip to morning.

I wake up to find we're in the same position that we fell asleep in.

I hum in content and move closer to Dream.

"Morning Georgie." I heard in a deep raspy voice from above me.

Of course he woke up before me.

"Morning." I mumbled into his shirt.

He pulled me closer to him, which I gladly embraced.

"Don't we have to get up soon?" I asked sadly.

The blond emitted a deep chuckle before answering. "Well I did say that we could cuddle as much as you want last night, didn't I?"  He asked.