British boy :] /// DNF highschool AU

Ch. 25- planning

George POV:

Dream's family was really nice, I hadn't interacted with them on this personal of a level. Of course Drista was the one bugging me about wearing Dream's hoodie. I blushed and chuckled awkwardly, not before Dream's big sibling instincts kicked in and he got her to shut up about it.

"Soooooo, you two were out until morning huh? What happened?" Drista asked in a whiny tone. I rolled my eyes a bit before responding.

"We just went to take some monsters and snacks, then eat them at an abandoned train wagon, chill" oh wow my tone had a lot of sass.

"We also just stayed on the wagon roof smoking, eating and chatting" my heart skipped a beat when he mentioned the smoking, but I managed not to show it.

"But for his parents we were stargazing and came here cuz it's safer to stick together in the dark and whatnot" I made a slightly uncomfortable face and nodded with a "mhm" leaving my mouth.

"Yup... Stargazing" I said, popping the p.

"You don't seem like the type to smoke" Drista's words sounded more like a question.

"I doesn't seem like the type of person to be a faceless youtuber either but here we are" Dream snarkily replied.

"Okay, okay, I get it. So what lovey dovey stuff has my brother done?" This girl does not run out of questions.

"Feed me Skittles when I sat in between his legs, he forced me to sit there because he said I was cold" I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

"You were shivering, I was doing you a favor by being a human heater! You would not have lasted much longer in just a cropped t-shirt and a skirt, you can't even deny that," he said with fake offense in his tone. His parents laughed at our playful banter.

"Oh, wait, George? Come with me, I just remembered what I need to do, I want your help or opinions though" I pulled a confused face but complied.

Dream POV:

Once I had closed the door George opened his mouth.

"So, what's all this about? You need ideas but also opinions?" George questioned.

"Alright, so you know who Eret is?" I asked, lowering my voice. He nodded. "So, I'm thinking of surprising his and my family by inviting them over without them knowing who invited them. But like what would be a valid excuse to invite an entire family over? And also is there a chance you'd like to bake anything, but like a lot of it so that there is definitely leftovers?" He smiled softly, then answering me.

"Sure, I'm willing to help my boyfriend out" he smirked at the end of the sentence. My cheeks flushed a bright red, not used to the title. I muttered a shy "thanks" while George just laughed at me, smiling like an idiot. I took out my phone to message Eret.

You
So I'm having George help with planning this

The cool cousin 😎
Okay, so we need excuses

"You got any good ones?" I asked George, who was reading the texts over my shoulder.

"Well they wanted to invite the person's family their son spends so much time with to a barbeque?" Holy shit that is actually a believable excuse.

You
Creds to George but like my wanted to invite the person's family that their son spends so much time with for a BBQ

The cool cousin 😎
Better than any ideas I've had before, def
So I just get my family to bring some food for the barbeque with them?

You
Yeah, I'll make sure we have a BBQ tomorrow

The cool cousin 😎
What time

You
Well everyone's awake at 1pm so then?

The cool cousin 😎
Okay yeah that's good
Wow easier than expected

You
Well gtg persuade them to have a BBQ tmrw

"Okay, so that was- thank you for your geniusness, that made it like seven hundred times quicker" George just giggled in response.

"Anytime. You still up for baking?" He asked. This man's got his priorities right.

"Always, let's go" I grabbed him by his hand and pulled him off the bed we were sitting on, pretty much dragging him with me downstairs. He shrieked before laughing at my antics. We rushed back downstairs and I started rummaging through the cabinets.

"Watcha looking for?" He questioned.

"I'm checking what ingredients we have so that we can actually make it" I focused my attention back to the cabinet full of dry ingredients.

"Cookies! We have enough for chocolate chip cookies!" I shouted, voice full of child like excitement. A wide smile spread across George's face, and he walked over to me. He wrapped his arms around my torso sending shivers down my spine, not being used to his touch- actually touch in general. (We all touch starved fucks here)

"You really have really cookie dough mix in your pantry as a staple?" He remarked, letting go of me as I took out a bowl, putting it on the table next to the chocolate chips and cookie dough mix.

"Yup" I stated proudly as I got out the measuring cup and wooden spoon.

"It says a quarter cup of warm milk, can you get the milk bubs?" George turned pink before shyly taking the milk out of the fridge, measuring it and putting it in the microwave. In the meantime I had measured in the syrup and butter, mashing them together with the wooden spoon. I definitely should've warmed the butter up, but oh well. George poured in the warm milk, melting the butter a bit and making it easier to mix. He then took the pack of dry ingredients and pouring them in.

"Can you mix that while I measure the chocolate?" He replied with a hum, taking the spoon from me. It said to use a quarter cup but a bit more never hurt anyone. I dropped them in, left the oven to preheat and molded the cookies with George. We shared a raw cookie and a cookie dough flavored kiss.

'I wonder how many flavors we'll kiss in'

WC:1023

C'MON SHY GIRL GO BANANZA SHAKE UR BODY LIKE A BELLY DANCER

ALDJIEDOFKF IT'S ALL OVER MY FYP

ITS COOL ALT/NOT CISHET PPL THO I AINT ON STRAIGHT TOK THANK FUCK

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