Far From Home.

chapter 22

⚠️slight smut// vomiting⚠️

*time skip to two days before their flight*

george woke up and dream wasnt with him. george sat up, and his heart started racing.

"dream?" george got out of the bed. "dream?"

"george? im in the bathroom are you okay?"

georges heart fell and relief flooded over him.

dream turned off the sink and opened the door. "are you okay?"

george ran into his arms. "oh my god yeah i just really hate this."

"i know. i know, baby." dream held him.

george took a deep breath and embraced dream. he loved that dream could be so sweet and caring when george needed it, but at the same time, he could be dominant and aggressive.

dream released george, and they went into the kitchen. "so i remembered about this place i want to take you to tonight, its a bit of a walk but ill carry you if you get too tired."

georges heart exploded. "youre the sweetest, dream."

"so is that a yes, to a first real date?"

"yes."

dream smiled at george, who was on the other side of the kitchen, watching dream with starry eyes.

-

it was about 5:30pm, and dream was waiting on george to finish up in the bathroom.

"george hurry up."

"okay, okay. im coming." george came out of the bathroom and smiled, his white teeth giving dream butterflies.

"mm youre so pretty." dream went over to george and looked him up and down and put his hands on georges waist.

george looked up at dream. george put his hands in dreams hair, and passionately kissed him. dream pulled george closer, so their bodies were touching.

when they pulled away, george smiled again.

"you too."

dream took his hands off georges waist and grabbed his hand. "okay lets go."

they left the hotel, and dream lead the way.

-

"are we close?" george trudged behind dream, grasping his hand.

"i think so." dream looked back at george. "want me to carry you? i think its just over this hill."

reluctant to ask for help, george grunted and moved along.

sounds of whirring and laughter took over the night as they went over the hill.

"a fair?" george stared at it in awe, the reflection of the blurring lights in his eyes.

"yeah it was in my project and i completely forgot about it."

"dream." george turned and looked at dream, his eyes glowing.

"come on." dream ran down the hill, and the lights of the fair became brighter in the night sky. george ran after him.

there was a cold breeze, and george and dream ran to the edge of the fair.

"what should we do first?" dream called over the mechanical whirring of the rides.

"lets get food- oh wait we dont have money how are we supposed to do anything?"