Everlasting | DNF Fanfic

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After a while, Dream noticed George's heating pad was getting cool, so he carefully took it off the other and had sapnap reheat it again, just to be sure the cramp went away for sure. Sapnap came back up a little bit later and Dream replaced the pad under George's sweatshirt. Around ten minutes later- the brunette woke up.

George: mmmm how long did I sleep
Dream: *on his phone probably making a stupid tweet* idk like and hour.
George: then how is the heating pad still warm?
Dream: your kind boyfriend got it reheated it for you.
George: I don't have a boyfriend.
Dream: sorry sorry your kind fiancé did it. Happy now?
George: no.
Dream: your an idiot.
George: whatever

Dream gets off whatever he was doing- maybe liking dnf fanart or something I don't know I just tell you the story.

Dream: so idk how's your cramp then?
George: better
Dream: good so you wouldn't mind if I did... THIS

Dream starts tickling George and flips the other over, yanking the heating pad away and throwing it on the floor then pinning George so he can't move.

George: *pouts* your mean
Dream: am I tho?
George: yes

George grabs the other boys face and kisses him, then pushes the other off him.

George: go put a shirt on idiot
Dream: who said you go to tell me what to do?

George shrugs. Dream rumages through his closet and finds an old white tshirt to put on, they wernt going out anywhere so it worked.

Dream: what now?
George: we go back to sleep
Dream: don't you do anything else then sleep?
George: no
Dream: why don't we go downstairs and idk- socialize?
George: fine.
Dream: thank you.

Dream plants a kiss on the other boy's head then leaves.

•••

Time skip cuz I got bored and thought of something new lol.

Dream is sitting on the couch criss crossed. And it wouldn't be normal if George wasn't laying on his chest. Asleep.

However this time ended up different. George "woke up" and scatched his head. He looked at his rings on his finger.

Sleepwalking George: ew these are ugly.

George takes off his rings and throws them at Dream. He then gets up and stands, rubbing his eyes.

Dream: that's your- engagement. Ring. Uhhhh ok then.

Dream puts George's rings in his pocket. Maybe he was just messing around? Dream attempts to slide his hand up George's shirt to rub his back, however the asleep brunette pushes him away.

Sleepwalking George: fuck off I have a boyfriend.

Dream realizes then that George is asleep. George has now layed back down on the couch and "gone back to sleep" a few minutes later, he wakes up for real.

The tired brunette runs his fingers through his hair and sits up confused- wondering why he's no longer laying on dream like usual. He rubs his face trying to wake himself up to find that his rings are missing.

George: what the hell?
Dream: are you actually awake this time or-
George: what do you mean am I actually awake of course I'm actually awake.
Dream: well- nvm.
George: i don't care just where are my rings?
Dream: you sleptwalk and threw them at me.
George: whaaaa?

Dream explains the whole story to the other.

George: oh.
Dream: yeah. *brushing fingers through other's hair*
George: I don't really think they're ugly tho.
Dream: I figured you didn't.
George: can I have them back tho.
Dream: yeah give me your hand.

George holds out his hand figuring dream will just hand them to him and they'll go on. But the blonde had other ideas.

Dream: not like that you idiot.

Dream takes George's hand and slides the rings  into place. First the promise ring, then the engagement ring. He then gave the brunette a short bit sweet kiss, hoping to let the boy know it was alright.

George: ok thinks he has to be extra. I can do it myself yk.
Dream: I know you can but I bought them.

George rolls his eyes. Dream just snorts and pulls George back onto his lap.

George: what was that for?
Dream: do you not wanna be cuddled?
George: no I was talking ab the snort.
Dream: nothing.
George: whatever.

Silence. Then not silence.

George: I want a kiss.
Dream: George you just had a kiss.
George: I didnt ask when I last got one I said I wanted a kiss. Meaning like now.
Dream: do you realize how often you get kisses?
George: no I didn't know I was supposed to count.

Dream gave up and leaned it for a kiss. George leaned in too and the two let there lips connect. Although commonly done, it was always a warm familiar feeling. One that made them melt into each other just a little bit more.