Am I Yours? Dream x George Fanfic

Chapter 23: Dream

Fuck I forgot to take that picture off my desk. That is so embarrassing and I need to get it back tonight has been enough. Dream moved toward George until he was looming over him and he snatched the photo right over George's head. George turned around to look and Dream was obviously confused. Dream started to rub the photo over and over again. He tried to stop but the only thing he could do was just look at George's face in the photo and rub. Why does he have to be so pretty? He would never care or love someone like me. I am so far from perfect and he is just amazing. George is everything to me and I am just messed up. I am a burden to him. Why else would he come upstairs? Clay you idiot it's because he cares about you. "Dream. Dream. Dream," George said with an increasing urgency. Dream heard him but he couldn't stop rubbing the picture. Stop. You are freaking him out.

He felt a warmth on his hands but that didn't even help him. What is happening to me? Why can't I stop? George's hands were gently holding Dream's face forcing him to look at George. Dream searched George's eyes and saw that he was nervous but still calmer than his own surely were. "Hey. I am right here Clay I am here with you," George said softly rubbing his thumb along Dream's jaw. Why is his touch so comforting? My breathing is slowing and he makes me feel so safe. I am safe. I am safe when I am with him. George is safe. Dream didn't even notice that he had leaned into George's hands. George was struggling to support Dream so he let Dream's head slowly fall to his shoulder. Dream didn't want to ever leave this position but he had to move eventually. Maybe I will just stay here forever. George's stomach growled and Dream slowly removed his head from George's shoulder. He quickly folded the photo of George and shoved it in his pocket hoping George forgot about it.

Dream put his head back on George's shoulder and said, "Can we go home." I will mention food when we get to the car. "Of course Dreamie," George said messing around with Dream's hair. Dream grabbed George's hand and ripped George out of his childhood bedroom. I really want to get food and go home. "Woah slow down there," George said laughing, "We still have to say goodbye to your mom." Ugh I know he's right but my Mom will understand if we leave right now. "Do we have to though? I am sure she understands," he whined walking down the stairs as quickly as possible. Dream made sure to grab his coat and quickly opened his front door. George didn't say anything as Dream snuck them out and led them to his car. Dream had to let go of George's hand so he could get in the car. I am so excited to get food I didn't really eat anything either. He watched as George hesitantly opened the passenger door and climbed in slowly. Dream looked over at George and waited for George to tell him he was hungry. "Dream," George whined, "I'm hungry still. I barely ate, can we get food?" Dream smiled and laughed under his breath while putting the car into reverse.

Dream knew exactly where he wanted to go so he didn't even ask George what he wanted. Shit I should have asked George if he liked pizza. I think he does. Dream smiled as he pulled up to one of his favorite restaurants. "I hope you like pizza," Dream said, getting out of the car. In the dark Dream could see George nod a little and get out of the car. I really want to hold his hand again. Ah screw it I have already been really clingy and emotional tonight. Dream took George's hand and walked into the brightly lit shop. George looked a little confused so Dream just ordered the usual. Dream walked up into the counter and rang the small silver bell. Please be Alex. Please be Alex. "Hey Clay, how's it going dude," Alex said running out of the kitchen. "Good man. I am good," Dream responded, "Can I just get the usual." Alex smiled and nodded, "So I haven't seen you lately what's been going on," Alex said. "Oh you know me Alex, I am just working on new videos and hanging out with Patches," Dream said smiling. Dream watched as Alex stood on his tiptoes to look over his shoulder where George had shuffled behind him. "So Clay... I see you brought a friend tonight," Alex said inquisitively, "Is this your boyfriend?" What. Dream let go of George's hand and turned away. I am turning bright red. Why am I so embarrassed? But why do I wish it was true? Is that wrong? I don't think it's that wrong I love the homies. George is different though... No Clay he isn't different you love him the same way you love Sapnap. Oh yeah I need to respond to Alex. Dream could hear George giggled behind him. "No. Alex this is George he is visiting from England," Dream heard himself say but it was in a weird pitch that sounded super femme.

Dream's chest felt really tight suddenly and he couldn't even hear Alex's response. He moved toward his usual table so he had something that felt safe. Between coming out, sounding femme right there, and having these weird moments about George I have just been so stressed out lately. I just want George to be happy and spending time with me can't possibly be good for him. I wasn't even planning on putting this burden of my gender on him for another couple weeks, maybe even months. I just don't want to be a burden anymore. Stop. I need to get out of my thoughts. I can't get emotional, especially not here in public. Stop. I am just going to pull out my phone and watch the video of Sapnap's cat. Dream opened his twitter and scrolled through that first.