George POV
I wake up on the sofa, my mostly eaten kebab sat on the table in front of me, cold and forgotten as I look at my surroundings.
Dream is asleep on the other side of the sofa, the light still on highlighting his features as his body rises and falls with every breath.
I take the blanket wrapped around me and put it over him before taking the food from the table into the kitchen, discarding it into the bin.
I look for paracetamol, luckily my headache wasn't too bad. I expected it to be much worse than it currently was.
I pop a couple tablets into my hand before filling a glass up with water. The cold liquid helping the dry pills into my system.
I put the glass on the side, peering over to make sure Dream was still asleep before quietly making my way to his room.
I grab a towel and some of his clothes before walking into the bathroom, ready to get the day started.
Dream POV
I wake up to the sound of a plate being placed on the table and squint my eyes to look.
George had placed a plate full of pancakes and fruit on the table before gently shaking my shoulder.
"Come on sleepy head"
I open my eyes more and notice his wet hair and change of clothes, slowly sitting up. A blanket that wasn't there before was wrapped around me, the same one I had previously put over George.
"I thought we should hang out a bit before we go back to mine, it's only 9am" He smiles before going back to sit down with his own plate of food.
I rub my eyes and stretch before grabbing the plate off the table, picking up the fork that sat on it.
"I was...I was actually hoping we could- could talk?" He stumbles over his words and I direct my attention towards him.
"About what?" I ask, mindlessing shovelling food into my mouth.
His hands are hidden in the hoodie sleeves he's wearing as he fiddles with them on his lap. His eyes are looking everywhere but at me.
"Since we're..you know going back to mine" he starts, taking a brief pause.
"I-I was wondering if you maybe want to- to tell them"
"About us?" I ask, not taking my eyes off him.
"Yeah- and- and my mum?"
"Are you sure you're ready?" I ask, just wanting to make sure he won't regret it later.
He nods, finally meeting my eyes.
"I think it's a great idea" I smile.
I visibly see the weight lift from his shoulder as he lets out a breath with a smile on his face.
He goes back to eating his food as I finish mine, taking the plate into the kitchen and heading into my room to get ready.
Karl POV
After knocking on the door we step inside, greeting George's mum before joining the others in the living room.
Quackity immediately goes to annoy George as Sapnap and I sit down with our bags.
"What subject are you guys doing first?" Bad asks and I shrug.
"I might do a page or 2 of my art work first and then decide what else to do after"
"I'm probably going to start on English" Sapnap says and Skeppy perks up.
"Same, let's do it together" Skeppy moves away from Bad and sits with Sapnap not too far from me.
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Kidnapped
FanficGeorge has been missing for a year, leaving his friends and family worried, nobody knows what happened or where he's been, what happens when he shows up out of the blue with a new identity and a plan to return home to his friends.