Update: Grammar edit
(During texting scenes, Heorge is George, and You is Dream) also Heorge is pronounced Whore Gay, Not Whore-ge.
Thank you @bruh1038628 for requesting
(AU: Dream recently wanted to go on a trip with his girlfriend across the US but was dumped. George knew about this and came to the States to cheer him up)
I logged off of Fall Guys and checked my phone.
Heorge: Hey so the surprise was that I was going to show up at your house but I don't have your address. Lol
My eyes widened. I felt a smile tug at my lips.
You: Are you serious
Heorge: Yeah, I'm stuck at the airport right now, waiting for your address and a taxi.
You: I'll come pick you up
I grabbed my keys and ran to my car. I impatiently drove off watching the rain crash down onto the wind shield. I rushed into the airport looking for a brunette.
You: I'm here, where are you?
Heorge: The entrance.
You: I don't see you
"Dream!"
I heard George call out from behind me.
"George!"
I yelled. We hugged for a few seconds.
"You're soaking."
He pointed out while letting go of me.
"Let's get to my car before the rain or traffic gets any worse."
I said while grabbing his wrist. We both walked to the parking garage talking about the rain and how happy we were to see each other.
"So... what have you been doing?"
George asked me.
"Nothing much, mostly video games."
I responded blandly.
"I heard you were supposed to be on a trip."
George mumbled while looking out the window.
"Yeah."
I grumbled.
"Oh, sorry.... You know, I think we should plan something to do while I'm here."
George suggested.
"Like what? I have nothing to do here."
I complained.
"Maybe we could swim in your pool, we could start a campfire and cook something. I've never really got to enjoy outdoor things, because I lived in an apartment."
George explained.
"I've got an empty room, maybe we could put it to some purpose, like a gaming room, or storage."
I mentioned.
"Since it's raining, want to binge movies?"
George asked. I shrugged and pulled up to my house. George smiled.
"Nice humble abode."
George said while carrying his stuff under his umbrella. His looked cute, like a child. I sighed while smiling, noticing my breath turned into fog.
"So do I have to sleep on the couch or do I have bed privileges?"
George asked. I lead him to the guest bedroom and let him unpack. I heard him walk downstairs while I was doing the dishes.
"Let's play something, do you have a spare laptop?"
George asked.
"There should be a laptop in the storage room with an old razor mouse."
I told him. He nodded and walked off, returning with the laptop and RGB mouse. I dried my hands and started my pc again, logging onto Minecraft. He plopped down the laptop on my desk and sat next to me while logging into his Minecraft account. We both got on Hypixel and started playing.
"Wow Dream, quite epic, you just stole all the iron."
George said while laughing. I felt my cheeks turn light pink.
"No, I'm borrowing it."
I said.
"Have you seen other people's versions of your intros?"
George asked.
"Yeah I read Tommy's."
I responded.
"What if a teen made one?"
George asked.
"Today we coded it so that I'm a fucking bad bitch."
I responded while wheezing. George slammed his hand into the desk while laughing.
"This video was savage as hell, period."
I continued. George held his stomach.
"Also.... *wheeze* only a small percentage of the people watching are bad bitches, so if you do enjoy my twitter post,... please do consider commenting periodt."
I finished.
"Stop I can't breath!"
George said while laughing breathlessly. I put my hand on his shoulder. His face was burning, and we both felt addicted to the laughter. I wish it could've stayed like this. He leaned towards me, which made me panic. I put my hand on his cheek and we both gradually laughing.
"Are you okay Dream?"
George asked, empathetically.
"I haven't felt this happy during this past month until now."
I responded.
"Thanks Dream."
George said quietly while slumping over and hugging me.
"Thanks George, for coming over, I'm really really grateful."
I responded. He let go and looked at me. We both stared at each other and knew what was coming next. He leaned in first and we both felt out lips meet. His lips were softer than my chapped dry lips. It was a tender moment. The way George's hair smelt was sort of nostalgic, like an old shampoo I used have, or an old soap shop I used to pass by. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled away. He smiled at me before I dragged him to the couch. He caught on to what I was doing and blushed profusely. I unbutton his flannel carefully and kissed his chest. He breathlessly giggled. I grabbed his thigh harshly. He whimpers softly and put his hand on my head. I smirked and leaned up and buttoned up his shirt.
"W-What?"
George asked.
"Sorry not today."
I said.
"Oh..."
George mumbled.
"I'm sorry I know you just got out of a relationship..."
George started. I grabbed his hand.
"It's fine, after all you're staying here for a while right?"
I mumbled while shoving my face into his neck.
He nodded and smiled.
Part 2 or nah?
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