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"You're an idiot, how am I supposed to know where you are, when I don't even know your face?", George asked while walking out of the passport control, to the baggage claim.
"You'll see a big white box, I'm in there", Dream said. "What?", George asked with a chuckled swinging by in his voice.
He looked at the flat screen, searched for his flight number to figure out where his luggage was.
"I'm in a big white box. You can't oversee me.", Dream explained again, but George could hear him struggling not to laugh.
"You're not in a box, are you?"
Dream giggled. "No, no I'm not, but Twitter thinks I am", he laughed and added, "I'm actually wearing a wig and a mask and I'll basically kidnap you when you walk out of the security check. Keep your head down so fans won't recognize you."
"Okay", George said with a smile, "I'll get out in like two minutes, I already see my suitcase" "I can't wait", Dream replied, "Walk down the right ramp, the white box that we organized is on the left, so you won't wanna walk down that side." "Got it, I'll go to customs now and then I'll be out"
"See you in a minute", Dream said and they said their temporary goodbyes.
George smiled, pulled the hood of his shirt over his head and looked at the ground, taking a right after customs.
He heard multiple fans from the other direction, probably yelling at the empty white box, hoping to catch a glimpse of Dream.
On the end of the ramp he walked down he saw someone, obviously giddy about seeing him. He walked towards him quickly and quickly got pulled away from the masses by the guy that started giggling, very quickly confirming that this was his best friend.
George started giggling too, as they started walking faster, leaving the building.
Quickly they put Georges suitcase into the trunk of a car and hopping into the backseat.
"Mission accomplished", Sapnap said from the drivers seat, putting on a pair of sunglasses, before stepping on the gas.
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George laughed. "I feel like I just got kidnapped by the fun secret service"
Dream laughed, pulling off the wig and mask. "Well, with how much we giggled this is probably much less off a secret mission"
George smiled at him, as he finally got to see Dreams face. He was so incredibly perfect. His smile made the skin around his eyes wrinkle a little, he had a dimple on the left cheek and he looked like a ray of sunshine.
George went in for a hug and Dream smile widened, as he hugged him back tightly.
"I'm glad you're home now", Dream said and George nodded. "Me too"
"Now I'm third wheeling irl too, great.", Sapnap commented and the other two laughed.
"You had time to cuddle George already, I didn't, so get used to third wheeling", Dream said, head resting on top of Georges.
"Whatever, but you should put your seatbelts on we're about to pull into traffic."
On their way back the two of them leaned against each other and in a quiet minute George reached for Dreams hand.
He smiled, softly intertwined their fingers.
Dream looked at their hands, before he looked at down at George with an admiring gaze. He had loved him for a long time time, couldn't believe he could finally hold him.
He watched as George took a phone of their hands and marked it as a favorite in his gallery.
"That's cute, you should send that to me", Dream said and George looked up, as if he just got caught. He blushed just the slightest bit, before he smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, sure", he mumbled and quickly send it over to Dream.
"And that's gonna be my new lock screen", Dream announced and George chuckled.
"You're such an idiot" "Says the one that marked it as a favorite" "Oh shut up"
"God, where's Karl when I need him?", Sapnap interrupted their banter.
"Aw Snapmap misses his beloved" "Call me Snapmap again and we'll have issues" "If you have an issue with George you have one with me, short man"
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George laughed at that and Sapnap gasped.
"It's short king for you, stupid bitch."
"Yeah of course", Dream replied rolling his his eyes, with a smile.
A few minutes of a playful back and forth they pulled into the driveway.
Dream got George's suitcase from the trunk and reached for his hand with a smile to pull him inside.
Dream was all excited and it made George excited too. "You look like a freshly married couple, that just bought their first house.", Sapnap commented, walking in behind them.
"Well, maybe we already got married and you just don't know", Dream said and wrapped an arm around Georges shoulders.
"If you pulled that off, I'd be sad, because I thought I'd be your best man", Sapnap said, pouting, "I knew you'd marry Gogy, but I thought I was your only choice for best man"
He acted as if there had actually been a wedding, absolutely overdramatic, so much so, neither Dream nor George could keep in their laughter.
A few days went past and eventually Sapnap went on a trip to visit Karl. "Don't burn the house down", where his last words before getting into his uber, that'd take him to the airport.
They waved him goodbye, till the car rounded the corner.
Then Dream leaned against the door frame, gave George a flirtatious look. "And what are you up to now, my darling?"
"Oh I have a date", George said, walking back into the house under the surprised look on Dreams face.
"And with who?" "Whoever wants to join me on the sofa for a movie", George said and winked at him over his shoulder, smiling.
Dream hugged him from behind after closing the door and rested his head on Georges shoulder. "Well, I guess we're going on a date then"
"Well, don't you bring flowers to a date? To be nice?", George teased, "Or is that just not the American way?"
"Oh come on now", Dream replied, "I can make that up with cuddles"
"I guess that's good enough", George said, before escaping Dreams arms, walking towards the living room.
Dream followed him, grabbing a blanket on the way. He sat down while George put on a movie, waiting for George with open arms to come and cuddle.
George fell into his arms, felt him holding him tight around the waist.
"I'm so happy you're finally here.", Dream said, "I can't believe now you're just a few steps away instead of an entire ocean."
George smiled, pulled Dream closer, if that was even possible with how he already sat on his lap, pressed up against each other.
"That sounds like you've been pining for me, waiting to finally confess your love in person", George said, tried to sound as if he was joking, but his voice betrayed him made him sound as if he was hoping that was exactly what Dream wanted to do now.
"Would that make you happy? If I would confess?", Dream asked softly, one hand running over Georges back.
"If you'd mean it, maybe.", George mumbled, "But you're an idiot anyways, so maybe not"
Dream smiled, heart beating a little faster.
"Yeah, I guess I'm a big idiot.", he replied, before he broke away from the hug just enough to lean his forehead against Georges, "But this idiot likes you a lot."
"Does this idiot like me enough to kiss me?", George asked and Dream nodded, gently place a soft kiss on Georges lips.
George sighed, gently held Dreams face and kissed him again.
They parted, looked at each other faces full of blush, smiling like teens that just had their first kiss with their long time crush.
"Are you happy?", Dream asked him and George nodded, a giddy giggle escaping him and Dream was sure that giggle was happiness in it's purest and truest form.
"Dream?" "Hm?" "I love you." "I love you too"
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