Dreamnotfound one shots

We can always make more memories

Prompt: (requested) short term amnesia

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It was a warm day. Not too hot, but not terribly cold. The birds were chirping, and sun peeked through the curtains.

George was sitting at his desk, and mindlessly working on his computer. He suddenly heard his office door creak open, to which he turned his head to see.

Dream was stood there. In his pyjamas, and looking sleepy. Rubbing one of his eyes, and yawning.

George smiled, and held his hand out. Dream stumbling towards him to grab it.
"Morning, honey" George grinned.

"G'morning" he babbled. Squeezing George's hand, while giving a sweet look.

George stared at his boyfriend for a moment. Admiring him, and being filled in a pool of adoration for the other.

The brunette noticed Dream shift uncomfortably. Sitting down on the extra chair beside George's desk.

"Are you okay?" George asked. Hearing Dream groan quietly.

"My tummy hurts," he whined.

He didn't look sick, but George still felt bad for the other. Standing up, and guiding Dream to walk with him.

Even if dream had been living in the same house as George and Sapnap for ages now, he'd often forget where the rooms were.

Sometimes walking into Sapnaps room instead of his, or going downstairs instead of up.
George always preferred to guide dream when he could. Incase he forgot where he was going.

George had to keep a close eye on Dream when they went out, as he'd forget where he was and become panicked.
Dream often got lost, so George was always a help to him.

"Good morning," dream suddenly smiled as they were walking. 

George didn't bother to remind Dream he already said Good morning. Instead he just said it back happily.
"Morning baby,"

"I don't feel good." Dream groaned. Continuing to walk with George. Not questioning where he was going, as he always remembered he was safe with George.

"Does your stomach hurt?" George asked. Obviously knowing the answer.

"Yeah! How did you know?" Dream smiled. Laughing slightly.

George just raised an eyebrow at him, and gave him a quick kiss. Feeling slightly bad for the other.

"Oh, did I already say that?" He asked sheepishly. Frowning when he realized he probably did.

George really did feel bad whenever Dream would realize he said something twice.
Sometimes he'd even say it three or four times.

Dream forgetting what was going on was routine, but it still made George sad. Dreams face when he realized he'd already said something was heartbreaking. Especially if he was excited.

"Sorry," he sighed. Going sickeningly quiet.

George had told him hundreds of times that it was okay if he said something multiple times. Even if he'd forget every time.

Smiling, George squeezed dream hand as smiled. "All good honey,"

Dream zoned out for moments as he and George made it into the kitchen.

Sometimes Dream would forget if George was boyfriend, or husband. It was one of the only things that George loved about dreams amnesia.
Knowing dream was perfectly fine with him being his husband, even if he wasn't, was so incredibly sweet.