Dreamnotfound One Shots

Moving In

"And I think that's the last one!"

George wiped his brow and looked around his blank apartment. Boxes were strewn across the wooden floors and a few sentimental items were already held up on the tops of tabletops and counters.

"Hey, George, do you want your bed near your window or in the middle of the room?" Came a smooth voice echoing from the other side of the clean apartment. Dream, who had come to help George move in, had taken it upon himself to move the bigger items, such as the bed or couch. It was beyond thoughtful and George couldn't thank Clay for flying out all the way to England for this.

"Uh, I would say in the middle of the room. I want some space for the bookshelf and bedside table. We can also have some cupboards to hold some small items."

Clay poked his head around the corner and nodded. "Can you grab the sheets then? I got the headboard and support to the bed in here, but we need the mattress and bed coverings."  George nodded and started gathering up the white-grey sheets in a ball and maneuvering around the many boxes within the confines of every crack and crevice.

Walking into his new room, George plopped the sheets on the floor and looked around to start to plan where his desk and computer should go. It was obvious to be backed up against a wall, but which wall? He wanted to see his window so probably near the back wall? George could easily turn to his left and look outside that way.

"Dream," George prefaced by saying, "Grab the headboard and put it right here across from the back wall. We can set up the rest of the bed and then move the computer desk to the back wall."

Clay nodded. "That would be a good idea. You can have a nice view of outside and easy access to the door."

Grabbing the headboard, both Dream and George managed to pick it up and scoot it closer to the back wall. It took a few minutes of grunting and yelling to move this heavy wooden plank, but as soon as it was accomplished, George stood back and smiled. "Hey, this doesn't look too bad! You know, we could..."

George continued to talk, except Clay wasn't listening anymore. Instead, his pale green eyes had drifted over the soft curvatures of the older YouTuber's face and landed upon his soft pink lips. George's brown eyes had begun to sparkle as he surveyed his room, a joy and a vision for his living space.

"Hey, George?"

The brunette responded with a "hmm?" as he turned to face the smiling Floridian. "What do you need, Dream?"

In one fellow swoop, Clay grabbed George in his arms and muttered a simple phrase full of love and passion.

"I need you, George."

Sorry for the short chapter! I got busy and wasn't able to post this. I did however still want a heartfelt ending and I hope I achieved that! Next chapter will hopefully be longer-

Stay safe and happy!

SliceOfLyfe