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The screen flashes white, Dreams recent searches appearing on his screen with the adoption agency site open. The page displays the completed form with the information about when the agency is going to come and look around their house, a small inbox sign in the top right corner.
"Wow Dream", George comments with a laugh, "We don't exactly have much time to clean", his tone is light, riding the high of getting to adopt a child.
"I know it's sudden, but it was the only day they offered", he clicks on the inbox, seeing a small red notification, "Besides I'm sure we can...", he trails off as his eyes read the subject of the email he's received.
"Is that-?", George's voice cuts short as Dream clicks on the email, scrolling slowly through it so that they can both read it. Mocha and emerald eyes scan over the words, processing what they're reading as mouths fall open, wordless.
Time seems to freeze, nothing else in the world having any meaning other than what their reading right now, these words on an email that send shock and warmth coursing through both of their veins. Dream can feel his heart beating, feel his own breathing, feel George's breathing beside him, feel George's heart beating. The silence is so loud, yet so many words are conveyed through the choked out sob that breaks it.
Tears brim up in caramel eyes, a hand going to cover pink lips to prevent sobs escaping and the other reaching for the mouse, pushing Dreams hand off of it. He scrolls through the email again, letting our short gasps of happiness as he reads over it again, and again, and again.
In the time he's read through it three times, Dream has still barely processed what's happened, it only sinking in when George jumps into his lap and wraps arms around his neck. Warmth spreads through his body as he squeezes back, pressing his face into George's neck for the second time that morning.
Tears escape both of their eyes, wetting each other's shirts, yet they can't find it in them to care. Nothing else matters right now, the only thing that matters are those words on a page. The words on a page that are going to change their lives forever, the ones that signify the start of a new beginning.
"I can't believe it", George chokes out, "And you only applied last night? We aren't even verified yet!"
"I know", Dream runs a hand through brunette curls, "It's crazy", his own voice is higher than normal, slightly watery.
"Well?", George asks tentatively, "Can we?", he sniffs, pressing his face further into Dreams neck.
With a small laugh and shaky sigh, Dream formulates his words, tries to speak, but nothing will come out. He nods his head vigorously into George's shoulder to try and get his point across, letting more tears fall.
"Yes", he eventually pushes out, "A million times yes", he can hear as the brunette in his arms gasps, feel as his shirt becomes wetter from falling tears.
"Oh my god", George's voice is muffled by the shirt, "Oh my god."
"Oh my god", Dream repeats, tears turning into laughter as George pulls away and wipes his eyes with his hands.
Their eyes lock, both tear stained and rimmed red, yet they both know the meaning behind it. It's not a red of anger like tears usually are, it's a red of love, one of passion and joy.
"I-", George is at loss for words, voice failing him as he tries to express how he feels. Instead, he surges forwards, capturing Dreams lips in a kiss full of passion.
It's long and sweet, Dream grasping at George's waist gently to pull him closer whilst smaller hands lace through his hair. Their lips move in sync, brushing gently across each other, trading the warmth they feel deep inside their stomachs.
Pulling George back after a while, Dream rests their foreheads together, placing a gentle kiss on the top of George's nose.
"I love you", he speaks softly, brushing a hand through brunette curls and using the other to trace love hearts on George's back.
The brunette lets out a watery laugh, a smile curling upwards on his lips at the words.
"I love you too", he places a gentle kiss on the edge of Dreams lips, then leans to press one on the other side before he leans in to press a short kiss directly upon Dreams lips, pulling away to rest their foreheads together again.
They remain like that for a little while, almost five minutes, before George shifts and pulls his head back.
"Fuck", he huffs out, scrambling to get off Dreams lap, "We have to clean. Lets make some sort of list of the things we have to do c'mon Dream!", he reaches to grab a os of paper and a pen from the desk, only to be stopped by a hand,
"Love", Dream pulls George's hand away from the paper, "Calm down", the brunette takes a breath, "We've got time, okay?"
George nods gently, breathing deeply to calm himself down, knowing full well he's not going to get anything done whilst he's in a hazy mindset.
"Now", Dream starts gently, "Lets begin with the living room, then the kitchen, then the bedrooms, and then the bathroom", he soothingly rubs George's knuckles, "If we work together it'll be done quicker."
"Okay", George breathes, "Okay, I'll go get the vacuum", he steps away from Dream and goes to walk down the hall, leaving the blonde in the bedroom, still in shock.
It's a hard thing to process, the fact they could have a baby in the house within a week after only applying impulsively last night. Though despite this, it feels right, brings that bubbling warmth to Dreams stomach as he stands up, eyes catching on an empty space in their room.
His imagination has always been something he's prided himself on, been the thing that got him to where he is today. Even though George gave him the spark of fame, his imagination had helped him go that extra mile to keep it. And now, he stands here imagining a crib, sat in the corner of the room where the empty space is.
One with a blanket inside, and a mobile hung above it, one with little sea creatures starched to it because he thinks the baby would like the blues and greens. Plus, it would match his and George's brands, fitting together perfectly.
Taking in a breath, he snaps his eyes away, making his way towards the door, his mind running wild. There's so much they have to do in such a short amount of time, the next week is going to be incredibly hectic, he knows that much for certain.
The agency will come over and then if they get the green light there'll be an interview, then they'll have to go shopping, do setting up, remove things from the spare bedroom to make room for baby essentials, all in one week.
And then, they'll have a baby, the cherry on the cake, the one thing that will be able to complete their family.
It's going to be hectic, but Dream knows for sure it's going to be worth it. With that thought, he pulls the door handle open, making his way down the hall to help George with the cleaning.
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Fiksi PenggemarWhen Dream asked George if he wanted to adopt a child with him shortly after getting married, he wasn't fully aware of the commitment that would mean. Neither one of them really know what comes with raising a child, the good and the bad. So when the...
