Dnf December oneshots

Day 11 "Meet Up"

TW: flying

Georges Pov 

Today is the day I finally get to meet Dream. God, we have been friends for so long and are 

finally going to see each other in person. My flight is in 3 hours. It is so close I should get ready now, don't wanna miss the flight. 

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Time Skip

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Georges Pov

I hate flying. I have been cramped up in this tiny little seat, having to listen to this little kid cough and talk the whole time, and teenagers on either side of me listening to music that was far too loud, but I guess it was worth it since I got to meet up with my longtime best friend and crush. (but hush no one needs to know that)

As soon as they allowed us off of the plane I got up and grabbed my carry on bag before trying to get off as quickly as possible to see him.

Once I got off, I went to baggage claim looking for my suitcase as the others rolled by. Once I got my suitcase I shot Dream a quick text telling him where I was at as well as my location. Soon after he texted me back saying how he was almost here.

Dreams pov 

Today's the day I meet up with George. George. The one I have been friends with for so long, and spend late nights and early mornings talking to, doing speed runs with, and manhunts together. That George. the one I have been crushing on for over a year now, but don't tell him that last part. I should probably go get ready to pick him up now. 

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Time Skip 

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Dreams Pov 

I was about 2 minutes away from the airport when I got a text from George. He said he landed, thankfully while I was at a red light, and he sent me his location and told me where he would be at.

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Time Skip

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Georges Pov 

I have been waiting for an hour now, and still no dream in sight. “He said he was close.” I said out loud i guess a bit to loudly as someone then said 

Dreams Pov 

I knew what I was doing when I asked the unsuspecting brunette, "who is?" He looked startled from my sudden voice, but I can't really blame him, after all I practically came out of nowhere. 

He then told me, "My best friend Dream." He had no idea I was Dream so I decided to tell him without actually telling him. 

"Oh well i’m clay nice to meet you" that'll work it has got to I basically just told him who I was

"Oh my God dream" George said, jumping into my arms instead of shaking my hand. He was sitting in my lap now. Legs wrapped around my waist and head resting on my shoulder. 

"Hey, George," I said holding him up with one arm and petting his hair softly, "it is great to finally have you in my arms" I said 

"Yeah," he said, "me too."

~The End~