Tw: swearing
George quickly arrived at the bar he worked at and hurried inside. He walked around the counter almost immediately taking people's drink orders. Soon a small girl with light pink hair made her way to the bar. "Hey George" she yelled quietly.
He snapped his head to the direction of the soft familiar voice. "Niki! Hi how have you been" he responded after just finishing up a drink and serving it to a older gruff man. Niki was now standing in front of him across the wood bar table. "I've been doing good I recently got a new job". "Job doing what" George asked now making her a simple sherly temple (because she doesn't drink).
"Well I'll give you a hint... I'll be seeing you around work more". George glanced over at where some silver poles that stood on elevated points in the club "please tell me you didn't...". Niki answered almost immediately after seeing where he was looking "oh God no! I meant a bartender like you". "Oh holy shit Niki you scared me" George said while letting himself relax a bit.
George and Niki had known each other for a little more than two years now and had learned to love each other as if they were brother and sister.
Niki would consistently visit George while he was working because she knew it helped him relax. George enjoyed her company when serving people their drinks, and it also help him so he wouldn't get hit on by a bunch of different drunk women.
"Shoot!" Niki exclaimed. "I'm sorry to cut our talk short but a promise Jack I would get lunch with him". "It's ok I need to work anyways, see ya around" George waved to the small pink haired woman walking towards the door.
Once he saw she got out with no one flirting with her he got back to work making drinks. His hands almost on autopilot shaking and mixing different types of alcohol together. Meanwhile he had caught the eye of someone from a private table at the other end of the club. As George continued making a drink for a man in a black biker jacket he couldn't help but sense someone staring at him from afar.
The man made his way across the room stopping Infront of George. As he was adding a drink to someone's tab he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and instantly knew the man was behind him.
George turn around only to be met with a man wearing a mask with a white smiley face on it. The man looked in good shape, though you couldn't see his facial features you could tell from his dirty blonde hair that fell more to a hazel, and the small freckles that you could barely see pocking out from behind his mask, that he was handsome.
George's breath faltered for a second but then he quickly gathered himself and stared into the small beads for eyes on the mask. "Pick your poison" he said calmly turning and gesturing to the wall of alcohol lined up behind him.
"Is it possible to pick you" the man in the mask suggested. Georges face turned a light shade of pink but wasn't noticeable from the bright flashing lights around them. "Sorry but I don't think that's possible" George responded laughing silently to himself. "Fine then just a glass of water will do" the man in the mask replied. Although the mask covered his face George knew he was smiling.
Briskly he walked over to fill a cup with some cold water and walked back with five long strides. "Would that be it?" He questioned the man. "Yes thank you" the man staring at the bartender with a strange look in his eyes.
"So what's your name?" asked the man in hope to learn more about George. "Hmm" George said thinking "and why should I tell you?". "Fine how about this" the man said "I'll tell you my name if you tell me yours". George thought about it for a moment but then agreed "my name's George". "Nice to meet you George I'm dream" the man spoke in a happy sounding tone.
"Nice to meet you to dream" George said taking a persons drink order. Then he began mixing alcohols together once more. Dream watched him intently, staring at him almost looking mesmerized at what George was doing. George finished the drink and served it quickly, then he walked back to dream who hadn't taken his eyes off of him.
They talked for a couple of hours while George worked, both of them laughing and sharing funny storys as if they had known each other forever. "Oh my God I need to get home!" George said after looking at the clock. "My shift ended 20minutes ago!". "Let me walk you home" dream offered standing up from the bar stool.
George walked around the counter and started heading for the door. "Oh no it's ok I don't want to waste your time" he said. Dream was now walking beside him "please I insist besides it's dangerous walking alone at 2:29am" dream insisted. "I um..." After careful consideration George gave in "fine I guess so". With that they headed off for George and Wilbur's apartment.
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Hola, short chapter but idk what to do right now I think I have the idea for the next chapter but not sure :/
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(On Hold) My love for you // Dnf // Mafia AU // Dsmp
Romance(ON HOLD due to Family Issues) George thinks it will be a normal day but little did he know his life was about to change forever... ! Art not mine ! I'll put warnings at the beginning of each chapter
