MCYT x Reader

Home (George)

So today's story is short (673 words) and I thought it is a cute short story. So George and the reader have a son. One day George picked his son up at school. The son, Brian, asked "what is his home?"  truly this song is inspired by "Home" by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zero. Okay till next week bye

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It was like any other day, A dad picking up my son from school. Driving back home to make food or to order take out. "What's your home, dad?" George looked over at his son with his head tilting. "What do you mean Brian?" George looks in the rearview mirror as he questions his son. "Well, today my teacher was talking about home. And we all raise our hand that we had a home. Well she laugh and said, that a home can also mean who you are with or something that makes you feel safe? So who's your home Dad?" George laughs at his son with just a smile. "Well, my home is wherever you and your mom are." Brian just nods as he looks out the window. With the cars around us passed. He started to point at them saying the colors or to just count. While we stop with some traffic. "Dad," George looked back at the mirror with a nod, "How did you know mom was you home?" George started to think about the time you both first talked. But that wasn't it. Then thought about the late-night calls and they live long distances. Then again that wasn't it. Till it pops into his head. "Well, there was a time when your mom and I lived very far away. And I was at my lowest cause all my friends and your mom lived in us while I live in the Uk." Brian was focused on his father's words looking back at the mirror, "So we had a groupchat me, your mom, uncle clay, uncle Sapnap, uncle Alex, uncle Karl, and aunt Tina. I decided to type that I wasn't feeling too well." His son started to get worried, "why weren't you feeling well dad?" his son waited for an answer. "Well before I could come to live here. I had to wait for something that I could travel to any time I want. During that time I was lonely and wanted someone to come over to just visit or something." George started to remember the time of those emotions. The cars around him moved. He let the brake off slowly starting to drive. "So that week, I had a knock om my door. I was confused cause I didn't order anything. Then to open the there was-" George was going to proceed with his words till his son interrupted. "That when mommy came to visit you right as a surprise?" George laughs as he nods. "Yes, that's when mom came to visit she stayed with me till everyone else came the following days.  It was nice to see everyone. Plus they also saw other people around the UK. Fans, and Friends. That week your mom met my parents." The memories started to flash in his head. With all just a smile. "A month or so passed as one of them left. Finally, it was time for your mom to leave. They didn't want to leave. All we did was hug as they call for the plane number. That's when mom left. And I think that's when I knew your mom was my home. Cause when she left I felt lonely all over again missing the feeling of home."  Brian heard his father's words as he smile with a laugh. Then started to the memory he had with both his parents. As they felt at home with him. "Will I ever find someone that makes me feel at home? Like you and mom." George heard his son and he nods. "Of course, you will," George parks the car turning it off to turn over, "and till you find that someone me, and mom will be your home." Brian nod as he unbuckles himself to go run inside. To smell some pasta with garlic bread. "There is my favorite boy,"  Brian went to his mother with a hug as George close the doors to the house. George looks at the two with a smile knowing that. This is his home