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They sit down to eat at the breakfast table, George placing a bowl of soft baby food in front of Adelia as they've been trying to wean her onto it and move her away from milk formula. So far it hasn't really been working but George refuses to wait a little longer.
"She doesn't like the carrot one", Dream comments softly, cutting up his omelette and shooting a playful glare at the brunette who simply scowls at him.
"Yes she does", he responds as he picks up the spoon to feed it to Adelia. In response to the orange substance she simply hits the spoon away, orange baby food flicking up onto George's top.
"Told you so", Dream responds with a smirk, mouthful of omelette as George just sighs in defeat.
"I hate baby food", the brunette huffs as he simply places the spoon back in the bowl and hands Adelia a piece of mango to suck on instead, it seeming to be the only thing she'll actually eat so far.
From there they eat with a relaxed conversation, slipping in and out of topics as each of their omelettes slowly disappear from their plates. However, as they're cleaning up the plates, soapy water covering both of their hands Dream speaks up with concern lacing into his tone.
"Adelia wouldn't stop coughing last night", he speaks as the little girl behind him lets out a small cough but nothing in comparison to the night before, "I'm a bit worried about her".
The brunette simply lets out a small sigh before reaching over to place a hand on Dreams arm in a comforting manner. He flashes a sweet smile to the blonde before speaking.
"Dream", he rubs his hand along his lovers arm softly, "Don't stress yourself out, all babies have coughs and colds that come and go it's a part of their immune system building. You told me about it when we were researching", he looks Dream in the eyes and viridescent softens.
"Yeah", he sighs out, "I guess I just haven't had time to relax lately, been so worried about her as she's learning to crawl", he gestures to Adelia who sits happily in her little chair.
"I get it Dream", the brunette reassures, "Maybe once she's gone to sleep tonight we have a movie night hmm? Just me and you, relaxing".
This causes a grin begin to tug on Dreams lips, the idea of relaxation being something he hasn't felt like he's truly experienced since Adelia was born. In addition, the thought of being able to spend time with his lover makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside, something that has been lacking since his focus was shifted.
The rest of the day goes by rather quickly, the prospect of a movie night carrying Dream through the hours swiftly even despite multiple meltdowns he's had to deal with. But now, Adelia lays asleep in her cot, the baby monitor making him aware that she's fast asleep and hopefully not waking up any time soon.
Now he sits on the sofa, legs curled up beside him as he waits for the brunette to return with popcorn which he'd insisted they use as it's been sat in their cupboard for months. The movie they've chosen is Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Ascaban, which George quotes is one of the more interesting ones, refusing to watch one of the first two as he says they're boring.
So despite not fully agreeing with George's words, he let the brunette have his way because the small smile and happy jumps that he did when Dream eventually gave in were too adorable to deny.
It isn't too long before he hears a beeping sound come from the kitchen, signalling him that the popcorn is most likely done. As if by magic, footsteps can be heard from the kitchen almost a moment after, causing a smile to tug on Dreams lips as he turns his head to the doorway where the brunette appears.
"Hi", George says softly as he places the cooked popcorn down on the table and sits himself next to Dream. His head nestles into the blonde and one of his arms reaches for Dreams hands.
In response, the blonde carefully interlaces their fingers, revelling in the small pink hue that appears on the shorter's cheeks when he squeezes slightly. And just to make himself feel even better, he wraps his other arm around the brunettes torso, pulling him closer into his chest so that he's practically sat in his lap.
Butterflies ebb and flow in his stomach, heating up his own cheeks until they display a pretty crimson that's hidden when he dims the lights.
"This is nice", George says quietly from when he sits with half his body rested upon Dream, "We need to make an effort to do this more often".
The blonde hums in response as he nestles his head into the side of George's neck, a sign of affection, to press a soft kiss as the movie starts.
"Agreed", he responds after a moment, unwrapping his hand from George's waist so that it can reach up to turn the underside of George's chin towards him. With his hand still in place, he pulls the brunette closer towards him until their hot breath mingles in the gap between their lips.
"I love you", the blonde mumbles quietly before he presses forwards so that their lips meet in a chaste kiss and the air they breathe becomes one.
It's a warm kiss, one that creates the fuzzy feeling of warmth and joy associated with a significant other that can only be achieved by such intimate touch. So he relaxes into it and pulls George slightly closer into him, squeezing their hands together where they still lay interlocked by their side.
After a little while it turns into a lazy make out session, the beginning of the movie ignored as lips move and hands push or pull. It's something neither of them have experienced together in a while, the majority of their time spent looking after Adelia with stolen kisses on occasion.
But now in the moment they don't need to worry about that, the only thing mattering being the fact that they're here together, lips pressed close as they take what the other is willing to give, crismón blush atop both their cheeks.
"Dream", George hums into the blondes mouth before he pulls away slowly, resting their foreheads together so that mocha meets emerald.
"What?", the blonde replies, though he knows that George is suggesting they watch the movie. So with one last stolen kiss pressed upon pink lips, Dream pulls away and lets George settle back in his lap where he was before.
And with a hand running gently through brunette curls, he knows he wouldn't be happier anywhere else.
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