Must hold the small man

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Ship: dnf, I dunno either

Prompt: early morning cuddling, that legit it

Notes: kill me.


Dream woke up with the sun in his eyes, maybe he should stop looking at George before he blinds himself.

He can't help it though, the soft glow on the others calm face as the sun lit up their bed was way too good to look away from. 

He was head over heals for his lover. Anything, just too hold him, to kiss him, to love him. Oh he'd give the world if he could, the stars, the universe to george. He doesn't care that people call him a lover boy, a sap, a simp but he didn't care. Its moments like this that were worth all of it.

To see the older man curled up beneath him, arms encasing dream and legs tangled up like puzzle pieces with the morning sun illuminating the two with a soft glow. The memories of small, cute dates they would go on, George's smile, his laugh, just everything about George was worth everything.

Plus the fact that it's only dream that sees George like this. Only dream who goes on the small, cutes dates. Only dream who sees George's smile, laugh, everything about George. It was only dream, only dream and George. No sapnap, no screen, no one else. Just dream, and George. The thoughts made dream wrap his arms around the other and hold tightly, as if if he were to let go, his lover would disappear.

Though this only made his lover stir and plant a soft kiss on the others chest, then looking up to plant another on dreams jaw. George let out a low hum, "morning," his voice gravelly yet silvery. Just one word made lifted dreams spirit higher than his ego could let him. Dream moved one of his hands to stroke the brown hair just below him, he smiled as he felt his partner drag a finger along his bare chest. 

They laid in a comfortable silence. Birds chirped outside their window, waking everyone up in the neighbourhood. That's why they finally got out of bed, damn birds.

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