in this forever - dnf football au

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george's pov:

the week and a half we alone at home with ivy is heavenly, with all the stress and fighting i forgot what it's like to just be a family and spend time together, it makes me even more excited for our trip to florida.

we begin to slowly pack our stuff up and send things like clothes and other stuff we won't have in florida, we also our cars taken down to florida in the final days of our packing and gather all the necessary paperwork to move the cats back home with us, ivy is incredibly pleased to find out since their vaccinated and spend most their time inside they'll be able to fly with us in first class as long as they stay in their carrier.

yet even with al this planning and exit meant i feel a sense of melancholy as i watch the movers dismantling ivys crib to ship down to florida on the morning of our last day.

this was the house we had so many firsts, first steps, first word, wich was her absolute favourite word; papa, of course. she tried her first solid food here, grew her first tooth, the first time dream held her in his arms and swayed her like they were dancing on her wedding day, the first time i cried in dreams arms because she was growing up so fast, her fist birthday, her first play date, first halloween, and only thanksgiving, and christmas here.

"you gonna miss it?" dream asks sneaking up behind me and wrapping his arms around me,

"no, we weren't happy here," i say, but there's a touch of sadness in my voice.

"ivys probably gonna sleep through the plane ride, do you wanna look at houses while if she does?" he asks,

"definitely," i smile, "speaking of where if our daughter?" i ask realising he and i are alone,

"sleeping in our bed," he assures me. "she's gonna be so happy in florida," he says.

"i hope so," i sigh,

"c'mon mopey, come look at how cute she is," dream teases me picking me up and carrying me to our bedroom as i giggle,

as he told me ivy is sleeping in our bed with the two cats and one of my hoodies i had left out that's now being used as a stuffed animal for her, we lay in bed and coo over how adorable she is until she wakes up and tells us she's hungry.

dream and i take her down stairs trying to avoid the movers and cook our last meal in that kitchen while i explain to her what's gonna happen at the airport and that as a treat for being so good we can get mcdonald's wich she's very happy about.

we eat at our large dining room table for the last time in a while since it's going in to storage because it won't fit in our small two bed in florida.

after lunch we get the last of our things packed up like our bed frame and mattress, at about four all the movers leave and we're left in the shell of the home we built, it's also at that point when we realise the van won't get to florida until after thanksgiving so dream has to ring his mum and ask in we can stay at there's for a week but of course like the saint she is she agrees and also offers to pick up up from the airport.

dream then spends an hour freaking out weather we have our documents and that that's nothing left in the house as i play with ivy and laugh at how serious he's taking this, then it's time to go.

dream calls an uber and we both struggle but eventually fit all our four suitcases and ivys pram into it.

i sit in the back with ivy on my lap holding dreams hand resting on the top of the cat carrier as we drive though the city and towards the airport, the preschool ivy was already on the waiting list for that she'll probably never step foot in, our favourite restaurant, the target where we bought so many presents just to cheer eachother up, the hospital we've doesn't far to long in.