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some cute fluff :)
not too spicy? depends on what you think spicy is ig 😭

Height difference.

It was one of the funniest things ever to Dream when George would ask for help because he couldn't reach something. It got so funny, to the point where Dream purposefully put the cups to the top shelve where George couldn't reach so he would ask him for help. It was funny, but Dream also liked the fact George needed him for something.

As of right now, Dream was watching George jump up to try and reach a cup, sure he could climb on the counter and grab it, but he also liked Dream helping him. He would always stand behind him with a hand on his waist as he got it for him, maybe that's the reason why he always asked Dream to help him rather than doing it himself, but he wasn't going to change his plan anytime soon.

Dream had been doing something different recently. He'd ask George something along the lines of "Are you sure you can't reach it? Or do you just want me to get it for you?" and he'd hold George's hand and stand behind him to see if he could really reach it, when it was proven George couldn't reach it, Dream would give it to him.

"Dream." George walked in the living room and stood behind Dream, who was laying on the couch.

"George." He replied. That was something they did a lot, instead of replying with a simple "What?" or, "Yeah?", they would say their name back. It had always been like that, and it occasionally caused the other to be flustered.

"I need you to get a cup for me." Now Dream had a plan, he didn't really mind if it happened or not, because he could pass it off as a joke, he usually flirted with George so it wasn't anything different. Dream propped himself up with his elbows and smirked.

"Yeah but it'll cost you." Dream said, George's face dropped into confusion. Dream sat up and

"Cost me what."

"A kiss." He said in a joking tone, just incase George took it too seriously. Whatever George said Dream wouldn't really mind as he word pass it off as a joke.

"You're such an idiot."

"Okay fine, I suppose I'll help you, only because you're short." Dream stood up and walked into the kitchen. Dream followed George into the kitchen and put a hand on his waist moving him infront of him as he opened the cupboard.

"Are you sure you can't reach? Or are you just using it as an excuse." Dream laughed, he held George's hand and tried to help him reach, but he couldn't. Dream knew George couldn't reach, he had tried to get him to reach a billion times before, but it never changed.

"Dream, please?" George asked. Dream eventually got the cup and handed it to George, who was now pushed against the corner of the two counters.

"You're welcome." Dream teased, turning around.

"Didn't you want a kiss in return?" George asked, a random burst of confidence sparking inside of him. The whole mood had just changed within a second, Dream was awkwardly standing there, not sure if George was joking or not, and George was standing there waiting for Dream to answer.

"Well, did you?" George sat on the counter and looked down at Dream for once. Dream looked up at him and put a hand on his waist, still confused.

"George, are you being serious or-?"

"Find out." He said

Dream put a hand on George's hip and took a step forward. George wrapped his arms around the back of Dream's neck and pulled him closer, Dream closing the gap between them. The blonde took a small step forward to deepen the kiss, George dropping his hands down to Dream's shoulders, clutching onto his shirt to pull him closer.

Due to pulling eachother closer, George stepped down off the counter, so Dream was now once again the taller one. George stood on the tip of his toes to prevent the kiss from breaking, but it would eventually have to come to an end when they both pulled away to catch a breath.

"Can you move the cups down lower?" George tried to hide his smile, but ended up letting out a laugh from behind the hand that was covering his mouth.

"If I keep getting repaid then no." Dream said. The cups bad been on the top shelf since George moved in The Dream Team House, so Dream wasn't going to move them any time soon, or at all for that matter.

"Okay I'll climb on the counter like this." George lifted his leg up and put it on the counter, but before he could even stand on it, Dream wrapped his arms and George and pulled him down safely.

"No, that's not safe. You could fall and I don't want you to get hurt." The taller let go of him and gave a sassy smirk.

"Okay, can you get me a cup? This one is dirty." Dream nodded and opened the cupboard, grabbing another cup, he handed it to George, who grabbed the bottle of Cola. He poured some in the cup and took a sip, looking at Dream, who looked like he was waiting for something.

"That's another cup." Dream pointed out, George knew exactly what he wanted.

"It is."

"Oh come on now, give me my kiss, please." He added at the end, just to be nice. George put his cup back down and pushed it far into the corner so it wouldn't spill. He turned around and looked back up at Dream.

One thing Dream loved about when George looked up at him, was his eyes. There was nearly lights above him all the time in the house, so whe. George would look up at Dream, there would be a highlight in his eyes.

"Only because you asked nicely." He smiled, cupping Dream's face. He pulled him into another kiss, Dream definitely didn't expect George to do it but he wasn't going to complain.

To put the rest of the month short, George was very 'dehydrated' which meant he needed lots of glasses of water. It was a coincidence he couldn't reach the cups so every time he wanted a glass of water he wouldn't even end up drinking, the two of them would kiss.

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