I know some people will skip dis part but thanks for readin' my story It means a lot and I dont have lotsa time on my hands so sorry for reaaaalllly slow updates.
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George woke up on the floor of Dream's room. He groggily looked up at the bed where Nick was laying on top of Dream. Both were snoring louder than a construction site. He scoffed at their stupidity from last night.
He huffed as he pushed himself off his makeshift bed on the floor and stretched. He felt more awake now that he heard the satisfying pops of his shoulder blades. Like gears getting ready to power a machine.
He glaced over at Dream but did a double take when he saw Nick half hanging off the bed. He quietly laughed while opening the door stopping only when he heard Dream shuffle slightly.
He paused, waiting for his friend to go back to sleep. When it was quiet enough he shuffled into the hallway, leaving the door open a crack.
He walked to his room and changed his boxers and put on a pair of sweatpants. He stuffed himself into an over sized tee shirt with a small pocket. When he finally made his way down to the kitchen he noticed Nick was moody and Dream was as well. George noted this but continued with his morning making a pot of coffee. He heard Nick mumble something and Dream growled out an answer.
When he poured the cup he waited a few minutes in the tension thick air as his coffee cooled. He nervously took a sip and grimaced at the bitter aftertaste the coffee left on his tounge. He finally snapped. "What is wrong with both of you?" George questioned.
Nick grumbled "Dream pushed me off the bed." Dream whipped around "I did not! You fell off." They both waited for George to chime in when they both felt someone smack their faces. "Ow..." Nick whined. Dream smirked "That isn't any way to treat your boyfriends Georgie~" Nick's frown transformed into a smug look.
George sputtered "We aren't really date-" he got cut off as he remembered the tweet they all sent out. Nick turned to Dream. "What should George do?" Nick asked with a stupid grin. Dream paused for a moment but then smiled, "A kiss. One for each!" Nick laughed.
George stood still as the two males talked. He huffed and they turned towards him. Dream cooed "One kiss pleaaassssse?" Nick snickered. George sensing impending doom jumped to the left and ran down a hallway.
Nick and Dream howled with laughter as they gave chase. It was like watching two clumsy dogs chasing an equally clumsy cat. Eventually they all crashed into each other, and went down as gracefully as a elephant in ice skates.
Dream groaned as he laughed, feeling someone on top of him and someone off to his right. George sat up "Ow..." Nick stood up, apparently he was made of steel or something, because he was unfazed. Nick helped George then Dream off the floor. The three stood awkwardly before George spoke "Um... Do you guys... still w-want a kiss?" He was embarrassed that he was caught so easily.
Nick half nodded and Dream mumbled a yea. George gave them both a peck on the cheek and shuffled away and said goodbye. Dream mumbled about editing and slowly walked to his room.
Nick looked over at the painting beside him. It's name tag was half hidden, So all he could see was "White"... And the rest was covered with dust it was a beautiful painting.
He walked to his room and sat on his bed to contemplate what just happened.
