Forced love // dreamnotfound

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George woke up that morning earlier than he'd like to. He got up, got dressed and everything else he had to do. It all was done very fastly, cause George had set everything ready yesterday.

He was ready to leave for the plane. He left his house and made sure it was locked twice. Had to be sure.

Then he drove to the airport. The stress he had was tremendous. He was very early and had to sit and wait for the plane half an hour.

But the time passed by quickly, and he was already on his way to get inside the plane.

He had a nice, individual seat, with no one next to him. Because covid.

Then he slept. For 5 hours. A few were left. He just chilled. He's a boring person, he did nothing interesting. The next interesting bit was when he got off the plane.

He was sick. It was disgusting. He just shook off the feeling by remembering that he is going to meet the Dream right now. He walked into the airport and started searching for Dream, like he would even know what he looks like.

A man was staring at him. That must mean that that's Dream. He looked older than 21 years.

Then a man tapped his shoulder from behind and called his name. He turned to see a much better looking man. That's Dream then.

"Oh my God, Dream!" George yelled out and they hugged. It was the best moment of his life. Dream was warm and was wearing Georges merch. Aw.

They separated and George was taking in all of Dreams amazing features. He was very hot, just like he had imagined he would be.

He really wouldn't mind if he was ugly, he knew that it's his good friend Dream and it wouldn't matter.

"George, how was the flight?" Dream yelled at George. He was much taller than George. His neck was bent forwards so he would be able to look at his best friend that he had only seen trough screens.

It was such a charming first ever moment with him. "So, you wanna go?" Dream clasped his hands together and looked at George.

"Yes." George gathered up all his bags and followed Dream outside to a beautiful red Lexus. He was spending his money well.

They got in and all, and left. George felt like in a dream.

They were driving and Dream was glancing over at George every other minute. George looked over at Dream at some point and Dream was biting his lip. Hot.

He grinned and looked back at the road. Florida was really something else. Very beautiful. Not as many palm trees as he expected, but good enough ig.

They were at Dreams house eventually. A good 20 minute drive. They got out and George had to get all his bags out again, that he was so struggling to get in there.

Dream took one bag, not much difference, but he did need a spare hand to unlock the house. Is Sapnap not home?

They entered and George looked around. It was a two stories house. Nothing too big and crazy. "Cool." George grinned over at Dream who was smirking at George.

"Where's Sapnap?" Dream's smile weakened and he looked away from George. "He's in his room." "Okay, why isn't he speeding down?" "I dunno."

Dream locked the door and George looked back at him. "Why'd you lock the door?" George furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"I'm one of those people, never can be too sure that there won't be someone who wants to break in." Dream grinned at George again.

That sounded believable. George was so happy. In the house of his best friend for the first time. Excitement with a taste of nervousness.

"Come." Dream walked over to the stair case and started walking up. He looked back at George to see if he was managing to keep up with him. He was.

They walked upstairs and into a room. It wasn't completely empty, but enough to know it wasn't in use of anyone.

He walked inside and threw the bags on the floor without any care for them. Dream left and George felt he needed to follow.

They walked back downstairs and as they had stepped off the stairs, Dream turned towards George and hugged him. "Finally." Dream mumbled with his mouth tucked away in Georges jumper.

George relaxed. He didn't allow himself to stress. The struggle of stress has bothered George since childhood. It's a whole part of him.

Dream let go of George as Sapnap walked down the stairs. His face was very red, like he had been running, or blushing. The most red was around his eyes, but it was covering his whole face.

"Sapnap!" George watched him walking down the stairs. "Gogy!" His voice wasn't matching his red face. He sounded completely fine.

Snapmap came down the stairs and punched George on the shoulder. "Missed you Gogy, we haven't talked in years." Just one week, but did feel like a year.

"Sorry for the absence, was finishing a game." Dream was watching Sapnap with a creepy smirk. "Did you win?" Dream asked at once. "Obviously."

"I thought you would be running downstairs at once, right in my arms." George said frowning. "Sorry, gogy, priorities."

George and Sapnap hugged. It was a bit less of emotion than the one with Dream. Sapnap let go of him and they started just looking at each other. Dream's eyes were still burned on Sapnap.

"So, wanna Netflix and Chill gogs?" Sapnap locked his hands together and looked at him with a childish smile. "Yes! I slept like most of the flight, but i still feel exhausted."

"Come on then, what do you like?" Sapnap jumped on the couch and Dream slowly followed after. George was ready to sit in the middle, but Dream was already there.

Sapnap looked at him frowning and angry, but once Dream turned to look at Sapnap he was back to being smiley.

They settled in and started the beautiful ceremony of Netflix and chill.