DreamSMP - Oneshots + Smut??

First kiss:) || snowday || ☁️

As the soft snowflakes fell from the sky, transforming the world into a winter wonderland, George and Dream found themselves caught up in the magic of the moment. It was a school day, but fate had intervened. The heavy snowfall had led to the cancellation of classes, providing them with the perfect opportunity to explore their feelings for one another.

George had harbored a secret crush on Dream for as long as he could remember. His  infectious laughter, kind heart, and sparkling eyes had captivated him from the moment they first met. Though he had often fantasized about what it would be like to hold his hand, he had never dared to share his feelings with him, afraid of rejection and the potential loss of their friendship.

Dream, on the other hand, had been grappling with his own whirlwind of emotions. The way George looked at him with warmth and understanding made his heart flutter. He had never felt such a deep connection with anyone before, and it both excited and frightened him. But as the snow fell gently around them, he couldn't help but hope that today would be the day when they would finally let their hearts speak their truth.

The two friends, aware of their blossoming emotions, decided to meet at their usual spot outside the small café near their school. The café known as "The Snowflake" was named after the delicate snowflakes unique in their patterns, and it seemed like a fitting place to share their secrets on this snowy day.

George arrived first, his breath visible in the cold air. He wore his favorite scarf, woven with care by his grandmother, and a nervous smile played upon his lips. His heart raced as he anxiously awaited Dream's arrival, hands stuffed deep into his coat pockets, trying to ward off the chill.

Minutes later, Dream appeared, his cheeks rosy with the cold. His emerald-green eyes sparkled and his lips formed a shy smile when she saw George waiting for him. He tugged his own scarf closer, feeling his pulse quicken at the sight of him. This was the moment they had both been waiting for.

They started their walk, hand in hand, through the quiet streets blanketed by snow. The world was hushed in a gentle hibernation, and it felt as though time had paused just for them. As they strolled aimlessly, their laughter filled the air, a beautiful melody against the backdrop of winter's embrace.

They found themselves drawn to a nearby park, usually filled with laughter and chatter, but now empty due to the snowstorm. The snow had created a serene scene, covering every surface in a pristine white blanket. They entered the park, their footsteps leaving a trail behind them.

George glanced at Dream, their faces inches apart, his heart pounding. He knew he had to seize this opportunity, to lay his feelings bare before them. As they stood in a small clearing, surrounded by trees weighed down by snow, George took a deep breath and found the courage to speak.

"Dream," he began, his voice lower than usual, his eyes filled with hope, "there's something I need to tell you. I've been holding onto this for so long, afraid of what it might mean for our friendship. But today, in this moment, I can't keep it a secret any longer."

Dream's heart raced, his pulse echoing in his ears. He looked into George's eyes, seeing the vulnerability and sincerity within. With a shaky voice, she replied, "George, I understand. I feel the same way, too."

The words hung in the air, carrying the weight of their unspoken feelings. And as if on cue, the snowfall intensified, surrounding them in a silent cocoon. It was a moment frozen in time, suspended between friendship and something more.

George gently cupped Dream's face, his hands warm against his cold cheeks. Their eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between them. And then, with a mixture of anticipation and tenderness, George leaned in and pressed his lips delicately against Dream's.

Time seemed to standstill as their lips met, a flurry of emotions rushing through their veins. The snowflakes danced around them, celebrating their newfound connection. It was a kiss filled with promise, a testament to their shared hopes and dreams.

They pulled away, their breath mingling in the crisp winter air. Joy radiated from their smiles as they stared into each other's eyes, their hearts overflowing with love.

"I've loved you for so long," George whispered softly, his voice filled with awe.

"And I've loved you just as long," Dream replied, his voice carrying the weight of his feelings.

In that moment, they knew that their lives had forever shifted, and nothing would be the same again. They had confessed their love, and their friendship had blossomed into something deeper, stronger, and more beautiful than they could have ever imagined.

As they walked back home, hand in hand, the snow continued to fall, but this time, it felt different. With their hearts intertwined, they knew that they could face any storm together. And as they set foot on new ground, they were filled with a newfound sense of warmth and hope, knowing that their love would lead them through the snowstorms of life.

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BOLD GEORGE WHAT WE THINKING!!!