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'He really held his promise'


he thought, looking at the blonde boy next to him snoozing and cuddling the smaller one.

'He's even cute while sleeping' George giggles as silently as he could and kissed the cheek of his boyfriend softly.

The green eyed boy looked at him sleepy for a brief moment, smiling back as if he knew what he was thinking right now.

George couldn't stop smiling, nor thinking about how cute Dream looked when sleeping.

He went back to cuddle the sleeping Dream and connected their hands with each others, both of their bracelets touching each other...



George couldn't believe that this already happened over half a year ago.

Time was running faster than the brunette expected, but at least he spent most of that time with his soulmate: Dream.

After Dream had found George on the floor and the traveling boy finally got to stay in the same time as his boyfriend, he hasn't traveled anywhere anymore.

There hasn't even been a single day he traveled again.

But this was fine for him: He was with his soulmate and that was the only thing that counted.




George turned around, cuddling himself deeper into the bedsheets of his bed, slowly waking up to a soft voice, calling his name not too loud.

"George", the person standing at the bedsite behind him said gentle, trying not to wake the other abruptly.

"You need to wake up, my love", George felt a hand running through his hair, followed by a short kiss on there right after.

He also felt the touch of a bracelet for a short moment, which had touched his forehead slightly.

"Do I?", he mumbled into his bedsheets and opened his eyes slowly, turning around to look into the face of his boyfriend.

"You've slept for almost eleven hours, sweetheart", he giggled slightly and sat down in front of George, reaching out his hand to caress his cheek with soft touches.

"I had such a nice dream", George cried out and sunk into the blonde's hand, acting like a grumpy person in the morning, who got way too less sleep.

Dream laughed shortly.

"Now you laugh at me, because you know that I wanted to take it back and tell you that I already live in the best dream ever, I know, I know...", he rolled his eyes and sat up to give the other one a kiss, who just giggled as an answer.

"Dress yourself and then get your breakfast, stupidhead", Dream smiled and gave him a short kiss on his cheek before leaving the room.

The brunette one stayed in bed for another minute, just smiling a bit and waiting for his body to wake up fully.

Life has been so much better since Dream moved into George's home.

He was always able to see Dream, not only because they share a home, but also because the blonde one worked from home.

'I can remember how he told me about his job... It was on the phone and that's the same moment I heard his real name for the first time', he was sunken in his positive memories from back then.

George stood up and after he was finished with everything, he made his way to the kitchen.

He could already smell the scent of pancakes in the air and hurried into the kitchen faster.

Dream was already sitting at the table, waiting for George to arrive.

"You were fast", the blonde one smiled at him brightly and had a single cup of coffee standing in front of him, meanwhile in front of George's seat were standing a lot of different things.

There was a big plate of pancakes, along with some kakao and a small note.

The brunette one sat down quickly, meanwhile Dream stood up and did the dishes, right after he took the last sip of his coffee.

George almost couldn't wait to eat the pancakes, but decided to read the note first:

"Nobody else could make my heart race as fast as you do, and nobody else could win my heart besides you. My heart belongs to you only.

Dream <3"

The brunette one instantly smiled brightly.

'They get even more cute each day...', he thought and put the note into his pocket, deciding to glue it into his diary later, just like everyday.

He didn't write much into it at all, just a few sentences each day.

But that was enough for him.

George tried his best to make it look pretty, but his kind of sloppy handwriting downgraded it for sure.




"How did you finish all of them?", Dream took the empty plate that George had just finished.

"I fed it to Patches", George rolled his eyes playful, pointing at the cat below him.

Patches had moved along with Dream and since then, George fell in love with the little cat as fast as he did with the blonde one.

She was very energetic, but always cuddled with George and Dream on the couch, whenever they watched a movie or took a nap there.

"Sure", Dream said and continued his work.




After they've spent the morning together like always, Dream headed to another room, starting to work on the project he has been doing for a while now.

It was something that had to do with programming, just like his whole job was about, basically.

George didn't want to interrupt him while doing so, because he knew the struggles of programming and how much you need to concentrate while doing it.

He has been programming in school back then and as a hobby, but he never thought about making money with it at all.

George headed to their bedroom and took a small notebook out of his bedsite-table, along with a blue pen filled with ink.

He opened the book and was greeted by the last page he wrote.

"Yesterday, when we went to the park where we first met...", the brunettes heart was filled with warmth as soon as he thought about it.

Dream was smiling as brightly as George that moment and you could see the love sparkling in their eyes.

George turned around the page and glued in the note from before, making a cute comment on it too.

"He's such a stupidhead, but at least he's MY stupidhead", it read.

He wrote shortly about some things that happened lately, but didn't keep it too long.

His mind always dragged him back to some of his memories, while writing into his - kind of - diary.

Way back, he wouldn't have ever imagined to be as happy as he is now.

And he is glad about that.

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