"Dream?" The blond looked away and nodded his head. He gasped as a pair of arms wrapped around his torso, squeezing him tightly. George buried his face into Dream's chest. He froze for a moment-probably from the shock of it all-and slowly returned the hug. George pulled away with a huge smile spread across his face, "Oh my gosh! It's, like, actually you!" Dream smiled back, nervousness still there, but less present. "Yeah, and you're actually here." or George and Dream meet at the airport.
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