British boy :] /// DNF highschool AU

ch.12- cuddles

Dream POV:

If I said I am experiencing gay panic, I would be understating it. Not even panic is a word big enough to describe what I'm feeling. I swear my heart is racing more than fucking F1 drivers. My crush, George, is in my bed, next to me, in my hoodie, also blushing.

"Dreamieeee" he said, stretching out the e. That damn nickname always making me blush, especially with all of that tiredness in his voice. How the hell do you fall head over heels for someone you've known for barely three weeks?

"What Georgie?" I replied with a tired, raspy voice and new nickname for him. Even in the darkness of my room I could still see him blushing.

"I'm tired but I can't sleep" he whined, obviously wanting me to fix his problem.

"What if I play with your hair? Will that help you fall asleep you touch starved fuck?" I responded, adding the insult to not sound too desperate to play with his hair.

"I know you just wanna touch my hair, you touch starved fuck" George replied, directly quoting me.

"Maybe I do" I mumbled under my breath, intending him to hear that.

"W-what was that?" George asked, extremely flustered.

"Nothing, I assume it'll help you sleep so I'm playing with your hair" I said, enjoying the view of flustered George in front of me. Not like I was any better, though.

The clock on my phone showed 2.47am. It's almost 3am, and I'm laying down, in my bed, with George next to me. His dark brown eyes were barely open, looking up at me. His hand on my chest, slowly moving up to rest in between my neck and right shoulder. His soft, coffee brown hair smoothly going through my fingers. His body tilted towards mine, now laying on my chest. I was so flustered by him actually cuddling me in his sleep. I ruffled his hair for a bit and saw him smile in his sleep. I felt him put his left leg over my hip, hugging me like a koala on a tree. I fell asleep, with a wide sille plastered on my face.

^^^^^^^ Basically that but George's hand is next to his neck and it's mirrored.

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I woke up, my hand still in George's hair, his head still on my chest and my cheeks cherry red. I reached my left arm out to check the time on my phone. It was  11.02am, and the everyone seemed to be awake judging by the noise coming from downstairs.

George POV:

I woke up, snuggling up into my pillow. Wait why is my pillow rising up and down, and why does it have a heartbeat? Wait where am I? I finally opened my eyes, being met with piercing, golden eyes, looking down at me, a smile breaking out onto his lips. It took me a hot while to realize that I was in fact cuddling Dream, and I had slept on his chest, my face turning crimson red upon realization, a chuckle escaping his plump lips.

"Well good morning princess, how did you sleep?" Dream said in his raspy morning voice. 'Fuck his morning voice is hot' I thought, while blushing at the nickname.

"Better than ever, what time is it?" I asked, not making any initiative to move, but neither did he.

"Wh- it's 11.03am, we should go downstairs to meet the rest before they think we're fucking or fucking dead" he answered, flustered and finally moving.

"WHY WOULD THEY THINK WE'RE- y'know what I'm not even gonna ask" I replied, while pulling myself off him, missing his touch already. I stood up, heard a knock on the door, shifting my gaze to the door in unison with Dream.

"Come in!" Dream shouted, sitting on the side of his bed.

"I take it you're awake now? And George, what were you screaming about?" Sapnap's head popped in through the doorframe.

"Dream, would you mind telling him what you said?" I put the responsibility on him.

"Well, i might've said that we should go downstairs to meet the rest before they think we're fucking or fucking dead, but I feel like if it were the first one you would know judging by how he just screamed" he smirked at me, acting smug.

"DREAM WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK" I screamed, bright red, the very man now wheezing behind me.

"Okay- George- I- I understand now why you were screaming" Sapnap managed to get out in between laughs. He then walked back and joined the rest of the group, leaving us alone.

I sighed deeply and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth and freshen up a bit. I splashed cold water on my face in an attempt to wake up a bit more, and felt an arm on my shoulder. I snapped my head up to look in the mirror, seeing Dream standing behind me. We were making eye contact through the mirror, while he rubbed my shoulder. I smiled and blushed, leaning into the touch a bit. I tried to smooth my hair out a bit with my wet hands, but instead got Dream ruffling my hair, making it fluffy.  He put his hair loosely into a bun, a few loose strands hanging in the front. He put in his earrings, three silver hoops in one and three studs and a silver hoop in the other. He got done with his earrings when I finished brushing my teeth, and he started brushing his teeth. I walked back into his room to put my phone in my pocket. I walked down the stairs joining the group in eating breakfast, Dream joining us seconds later.

"So George, why are you wearing Dream's hoodie?" Quackity questioned. I got a bit pink, not before answering.

"Well coming here, I realized I didn't really pack anything to sleep in, so I had to borrow his hoodie"

"Well what did you pack then? Mind showing us?" Karl asked, having a hunch about what it could be.

"I'll be right back, and I SWEAR TOMMY IF YOU STEAL ANY OF MY PANCAKES YOU'RE NEVER GETTING COTTON CANDY" I screamed, rushing upstairs.

"HEY THAT'S JUST FUCKING UNFAIR YOU-" I couldn't hear any more of what he was saying.

Back in Dream's room I threw my clothes off, missing the warmth of his hoodie. I quickly slipped into the baby blue tennis skirt and cropped hoodie, put on socks and rushed back downstairs.

Dream POV

I was not expecting that when George walked downstairs. He looked ethereal in his cropped merch and tennis skirt, all in baby blue. His stomach moved in a fascinating way, and don't even get me started on his thighs. It took all my humanly power to not drop my jaw on the ground. I could land a job as the balloon from IT with the amount of blush. This did not go unnoticed by the others.

"oOoOO wittle dweamy boy is blushinggg" Sapnap cooed in the most annoying uwu voice he could muster.

"Soggy nipples I swear I will commit the act of defenestration on you" I stated bluntly, with a straight face while staring into his soul, while I was still as red as a tomato.

"YOU DARE CALL ME THA- oh hi Dream's mom!" Sapnap switched up real quick, as George sat down next to me. I still haven't taken my eyes off him as the table broke out in laughter.

"THE WAY YOU SWITCHED UP" I managed to get out in between wheezes. "But yeah, hi mom" I impressed myself by managing to form another sentence. Especially while looking at laughing George, the way his eyes squeezed closed, the way his laughter sounded like music to my ears, it's even more impressive.

'If only he could ever think of me like I think of him'

WC: 1318

ITS TWO AM I WOKE UP AT TWO PM TODAY AND I SHOULD BE UP IN LESS THAN SIX HOURS THIS IS NOT GOOD LMAO IM SUFFERING TOMORROW ALSO WATCHING TUBBO RANT ABOUT NUCLEAR ENERGY WHILE WRITING THIS WAS FANTASTIC

WELL TOMORROW I HAVE A LONG ASS DAY SO EXPECT A SHITTY CHAP

ANYWAYS REMEMBER TO EAT AND HYDRATE, I LOVE YOU <3
-Jay