Blue Christmas

Chapter 6

Dream sent George off to grab the Gingerbread House kits and some other sweets to decorate them with, and he gathered together all the food for a Christmas dinner. He had noticed that George's supplies of the essentials were pretty low on all fronts, so he grabbed some of them too; shower products, toothpaste, washing up liquid, basic food, some lip balm for his chapped lips and hand cream for his dry knuckles. By the time he was done the trolley was pretty full and so he probably should have anticipated the look George gave him when they reconvened at the till.

"Dream, how many people are you intending on feeding tomorrow?" George's exclaimed, eyes wide with surprise, his hands full of sweets and two boxes tucked under his arm.

"Only us! I just- I saw you were a bit low on a few things so I picked them up." Dream placed down a divider and started to load up the belt. George just stood there for a second before hurrying to help, unloading what was in his arms first.

"Oh- you really didn't have to do that, Dream." 

"But I wanted to!" Dream laughed. He insisted of paying of course, George reluctantly giving in, especially when he saw what the total came to but Dream was always notoriously stubborn and George always found it very hard to say no to him. 

Shortly after they had got home (Dream quickly caught himself calling George's house home, condemning the word to the outskirts of his brain, knowing it could quickly become a bad habit if he didn't catch it early) they unloaded the groceries, and just as they were done, there was a knock on the door.

"Wilbur! Niki! Come in." Dream gave them both tight hugs, overjoyed to be meeting his friends in real life. George stood behind him, watching them all (but mainly one blond Floridian) before Dream flashed him an encouraging smile and tentatively, he hugged the pair too. He quickly relaxed, however, his sarcastic comments quickly returning over steaming hot cups of tea as the familiarity of the two washed over him with the conversation they quickly fell into. Dream could sense that George was a little tense, resting one of his hands comfortingly on the other's knee to stop its bouncing. They discussed everything from the bet between Dream and Sapnap to Niki's kittens and once mugs were drained it was Gingerbread House time.

There had only been two kits in the shop so they had to pair up; they decided on English versus not so English so Wilbur and George took the kitchen counter, Dream and Niki getting the kitchen table. They had decided to make it a competition, choosing to tweet out photos and let the twitter stans vote on the best one. The winner didn't get a physical prize, but they did get bragging rights and that was enough to spur both George and Dream on.

"Hey! I wanted those Haribos." George pouted, reaching over to the bag of gummy bears firmly in Dream's grasp. 

"Oh, you did, Georgie?" Dream teased him, mock innocence dripping from his voice as he held them in front of his face for a second but before the shorter could grab it he held the bag above his head teasingly, watching George's hand grab for thin air.

"Yes I did! Give it to me!" He whined, jumping as high as he could yet still not being tall enough as his arms flailed around, each bounce getting closer to him until he landed on Dreams foot, stumbling into him.

"So clumsy." Dream whispered in his ear as he wrapped his arms around the brunet who had fallen right into his chest to steady him. He could feel George's blushing cheek pressed hot against his collarbone, his hands splayed out, firm against his chest. He was sure that his speeding heartbeat was going to betray him, hammering so hard that he was almost certain that George could hear it, feel it under his fingertips but he couldn't bring himself to care. Dream indulged in the feeling of him in his arms, allowing himself the luxury of it for just a second before forcing himself back to reality. He tossed the bag of sweets to Niki with a wink, her and Wilbur watching on with knowing smiles as they chattered about nothing in particular, before reluctantly letting him go.