TW: None
Story type: Fluff
Summary: Dream and George live together and they love each other. They are not dating and George asks Dream for a list of his type. George is openly bisexual and Dream is openly gay.
Words: 478
Length of story: short (ish)
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Nobody's POV:
"Hey umm Dream?" Dream looked up from the oven, "Yeah?" "What's- what's your type?" 'Umm everything you are...' "Dream?" "Oh umm I gtg stream George! Sorry! Keep an eye on the cake!"
Dream ran upstairs and went into his room. He had thought long and hard on how to tell George he liked him and from that question he had finally figured it out.
Dream got a piece of paper and a pen and started to write.
Dreams type:
1. Has to be Brunette
2. Has to be Funny
3. Has to be Smart
4. Has to be Gamer
5. Has to have Chocolate-brown eyes
6. Has to own a Dream hoodie
7. Has to be adorable
8. Has to be you
Dream was finished and he thought it might be cowardly to not be able to express his feelings but he thought that this was the best way without him embarrassing himself.
He snuck into George's room and placed it on his bedside table (British person here but idk if other countries have those, I live under a fucking rock.) 'There it's done.'
•Time skip! Dream has gone out to get cake decorating shit cause George wants to decorate•
George's POV:
Whilst Dream went out I thought I should go chill out in bed for a bit. I went upstairs to find a note on the bedside table. "What is this?" I read it and it was Dreams type! And at the bottom it said "8. Has to be you..." I felt my face flush a deep red. 'He has to be joking right?...' "George I have the cake things!" "One second!" 'I'm just going to kiss him... I mean he probably likes me back and I have proof so...'
"Hey Dream?" "Yeah?" George walked over to Dream. "You should have just said I'm your type." "Oh umm-" "Shh shh shh... it's fine. Your my type too." George rose up on his tiptoes and kissed Dream on the lips passionate, but softly. "Dear god Dream you don't know how long I've wanted to kiss you on those lips, let alone from a single note~" Dream started squirming where he was standing, he looked very nervous. George picked up on this. "I'm sorry... I've just waited so long for you to say smt. If you aren't ready for any further than slightly passionate kisses that's completely fine." "It's ok... I didn't want to say anything, you looked happy..." "You care abt me too much." "What and you don't to me?"
Ok so they cuddled I'm gone so bye biatches 😗✌🏻✨
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