Lemon and Sugar- DNF

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"Georgie!", Dream calls out as soon as the door is open, expecting that by now the brunette must surely be up. The time on the oven in his eye-line reads off as 12:18pm in the afternoon, suggesting that George should definitely be up and that if he isn't Dream will just have to go and wake him up.

Adelia lays wide awake in her stroller still, eyes darting around the room before landing back onto Dreams viridescent ones as he makes his way over to pick her up.

"Time to go wake up Gogy", he speaks softly to her, putting on a baby voice that he'd honestly be embarrassed for anyone to hear, even George. It makes his voice go all high pitched and soft like butter, melting on his tongue as the words fall out in gentle tones.

Scooping the little brunette up in his arms he coos slightly when she lets out something akin to a cry, soothing her as he walks towards the bedroom door which is still shut.

Over the past few weeks he's gotten good at holding Adelia in one arm so that he can reach out with the other hand to open doors and pick things up, a skill that he lacked in the first few days of becoming a parent. However, now he twists the handle with ease, letting the cool metal brush against his skin where it contacts him and push against him as he pushes it open.

"Geo-", he pauses as he sees the brunette sat upright on the bed, glaring at him with a stare that could kill if Dream weren't so confused. Exhaling, he quickly places Adelia down in her crib, making sure the giraffe is sat next to her for security before turning back to face George.

"Mind explaining?", the brunette on the bed asks with dry sarcasm lacing into his tone, creating a foreign tension in the room that neither of them are used to.

"What?", Dream responds, quickly sitting down on the opposite side of the bed, confusion evident in his tone as he tips his head to the side like a lost puppy.

George laughs a little before shoving his phone into Dreams hands, pointing at a photo which is displayed on the screen as well as a caption that accompanies it.

"That", he speaks blandly, "I thought we weren't going to tell anyone until we were ready", he pauses momentarily, "I guess only I thought that". George casts his eyes downwards in sadness as Dream scans over the video he's been handed.

It's a video of him at the till, seemingly from an odd angle just over the conveyor where his food was placed before he had paid earlier, his voice clear. It's only when the video plays again that he realises Adelia is in clear shot, little brunette curls peeking out from the pushed back shade of the stroller with her green eyes looking up in awe at Dream as he stands awkwardly to the side.

"That bitch", he mumbles under his breath, "This is just randomly posted on tiktok?", the question is aimed at George but it could be taken as rhetorical.

"You didn't know this existed?", George asks, his head tipping to the side in confusion now to which Dream shakes his head. "Oh", the brunette responds quietly, "Sorry I shouldn't have assumed you let this happen".

"It's okay", Dream responds slowly, leaning in and wrapping an arm around George who leans into him gently, "What are we going to do?"

"Well we're going to have to address it", George sighs, brining one hand up to run his eyes, a huff escaping his lips, "Why can't people just keep their noses out of our business, it's not hard", his voice is harsh.

"I know, it sucks", Dream rubs the brunettes arm soothingly as to calm his a little, "But yeah we have to address it, maybe a small video or something?"

"Mmm", George hums as he tips his head so that it falls onto Dreams shoulder, "A video tweet perhaps, just film a minute long video and post it on YouTube".

"Yeah", Dream responds, wrapping his other arm around the brunette and pulling him back into the bed with a gentle thump, "Yeah that'll work".

"Okay", George mumbles into Dreams neck where his head lays after the blondes action of pulling him down into the bed, "Tomorrow? I don't know if I want to today".

"Of course", Dream says in response, "Just try not to worry about it for now or look at the video because we already know it's getting traction, we don't need anymore stress", he runs a hand through brunette curls which eases a sigh out of George as his body relaxes into the crisp white duvet.

"I always forget to tell you this so...", George mumbles into Dreams chest before he pulls back his head and looks the blonde in his eyes, "I love you", he says softly with a smile.

Dream can't help but let a small smile tug on his lips at those words as they warm his heart and encourage him to pull the brunette even closer into his chest.

"I love you too", he speaks with a smile, heart clenching tightly in his chest as a blossom of pink spills onto his cheeks, tinting them a cherry hue. Looking down at the brunette, he notices that his cheeks are a pretty shade of crimson as well which causes him to smile more.

There's something so calming about lying on the bed with George pulled tightly into his chest as he matches his breathing pattern with practiced ease despite the chaos unfolding. It's just easier to pretend like nothing is happening, as if their daughters identity hasn't just been leaked on the internet.

He tries not to think about it too much, even the thought of it making him feel slightly sick. Instead, he runs his fingers through brunette curls, his other hand rubbing circles on George's back as to soothe him from his outburst earlier. The scent of honey drifts his way as he nestles his head softly atop the curls, the shampoo George uses clouding his mind.

It's a sweet honey scent, one he's never actually managed to find in the shops but one that George manages to have it anyway and uses every other day. He's not complaining though, it smells nice and it makes lying with his head resting in brunette locks even more calming.

So, forgetting about the world surrounding him for now, he pulls George into his chest, allowing the brunette to close his eyes whilst he lays awake just incase Adelia wakes up from her place in her crib.

And whilst laying there, he lets himself think through possible ways they can make the video tomorrow , after all, it's got to be incredibly serious so there can be no mucking around.

However, that thought quickly leaves his mind when he receives that scent of honey again when he buries his face into curls even more, forgetting about his troubles for at least an hour.

1189 words <3

Only a short one but I've got some plans don't you worry :)

But then again mmmm fluff