(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
George woke up on the couch. He looked around tiredly, forgetting where he was, he looked down and saw Dream still asleep. That's weird he's usually up before him, unless he's drunk or super tired. "Stop faking Dream I know you're awake". The tallers eyes immediately opened and a sad frown grew on his face "awwww, how could you tell?". "Your eyes kept flickering, your breathing was too quick, and whenever you sleep you tend to have a very light snore, now get up". Dream scoffed "I can't, your kind of sitting on me". George's eyes widened as he took notice of where he was at, and it was true he was sitting on the taller, almost immediately he stood up and stepped away, very red "sorry" he mumbled. Dream chuckled "its ok Georgie. . . So are you ready for your training today?". George looked at him curiously "training?". Dream nodded. "I don't need training". "I know you don't, but everyone is going to be suspicious if you are just know how to do everything without training, but if we have you 'train' then we can just make it seem like you passed with flying colors". George nodded "ok so who is going to quote on quote 'teach me'?". "We I'm going to teach you close quarters combat, sapnaps going to teach you to shoot, Tina is going to teach you stealth, and I'm going to take a guess and say Karl or skeppy are going to teach you how to hack, oh and bad could probably show you how to throw knives".
"So basically just a bunch of people teaching me stuff I already know? Alright, who's first?" George asked grabbing a change of clothes. "I am". The brunette thought before putting the clothes back and pulling out a different one. 'lets make him shy' he thought. then he walked into the bathroom and got changed. "I'm going to the gym so that I can get stuff cleaned out of the ring". "Ok, I'll be out there in a minute" George called from the bathroom. Once he got changed he stepped out of the room and got himself a coffee before anything.
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(This is what he's wearing btw, just if it was a loose black crop top and without the weird Buckle looking things on the pants and shirt)
He finished the cup of coffee and decided it was about time to head to the gym, so that's where he went. Dream turned towards the door, when he heard it open "I've gotten the punching bags and gloves moved out of the ring so tha-" he got cut off as he looked at George. The brunet looked at him "what's wrong?" He laughed "see something you like?". He knew what he was doing. Dream shook his head slightly but the red on his face was still strongly present "I know what you're doing George, and it's not going to work". "Oh but it is working Dream". The taller knew he was right, but he wasn't going to tell George that "whatever, just get in the ring so we can spar". George reluctantly got up "do I really have to do this? I already know how to fight". Dream sighed, putting on the boxing gloves "I know but you have to do at least one match". George rolled his eyes "fine but I am not fighting with those big ass gloves on". "Oh?" Dream took off the gloves "alright you ready?". The brunet nodded. "Ok three, two, one, go!".
Dream sent a punch at the smaller, but in a quick motion the brunet had dodged and kicked at the tallers side. Dream caught his leg and swung George. The brunette used this to his advantage, he moved with him and swung himself onto the tallers shoulders "hi" he smiled. The brunet fell backwards and landed on his feet, then quickly dropped down, avoiding a kick from the taller. Before Dream had a chance to regain his footing George had gotten around him and kicked his knee, making it buckle so now he was on one knee. Dream got up and swept the brunets feet making him fall to his knees. George laid down and went into a bridge flipping himself backwards to get back up. Dream kicked the brunet, but George got out of the way and got around the taller, punching his side. Dream caught it and pulled him towards him. Their faces were inches from each other. George smirked quickly kissed the white mask and before dream had a chance to react, had lost his footing and fell. George leaned over him smiling "I win". Dream huffed "no fair". "It is fair" George said offering a hand out to the taller. "Nope" dream grabbed his hand and pulled him down. Now George was laying on him.
