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It was already dark in the dream team house, when George hesitantly knocked on Dreams door. "Yeah?"
He pushed the door open, saw Dream already laying in bed, still on his phone.
His face lit up when he saw George.
"Uhm-", George blushed, "Can I sleep here? Just for tonight. I still can't understand that I'm actually here and the new environment makes me a little anxious"
Quickly Dream lifted the blanket, opened his arms. "Sure, come here"
George smiled, closed the door behind himself and walked over, getting under the covers with the blonde.
He hugged him, felt warm arms around him, a hand playing with his hair. His heart jumped in his chest. "You're actually here", Dream whispered and pulled him even closer, "This is so crazy"
"I'm very happy", George replied equally as quiet, "Even when it feels so incredibly unreal" "It does, it's weird not to be forced to get on discord to talk to you. Instead of an entire ocean you're just a few steps from my room.", Dream said, he chuckled, "You're here. You're actually here"
George felt his heart beating faster or maybe it was Dream's that he could feel against his chest when they laid close together like this or maybe it was both.
"You know what's also crazy?", he asked and Dream made a noise to assure him that he was listening. "How bad I want to kiss you. We joked about it so often, I actually kinda wanna do it now", George said, chuckling almost nervously, "I know it's probably very weird, but I feel like I can be honest about this with you"
Dream slowly sat up with him in his lap and pushed a few brown strands of hair out of Georges face. He looked fairly thoughtful, as he gently touched Georges cheek.
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"I- I actually thought about it too. Especially when we did the bit earlier for the vlog. I wanted to know how it would feel", he said, his gaze filled with a storm of nervousness, pondering and something that almost seemed like fear.
George must have looked similar, with how much he related with the emotions in Dreams eyes.
Outside it started to rain, droplets hitting the window and with all the care in the world George reached for Dreams cheeks, held his face in a gentle grasp.
"Kiss me, please", he whispered, leaning in a little closer. "Are you really sure?"
George nodded. "I was never this sure about anything before, I need to know"
"Know what?", silence hung between them like hope, until- "Know- I need to know if this is only the urge because of a bit or if I love you", he confessed and Dream felt his heart jump.
Slowly he closed the gap between them and made their lips touch gently.
As he pulled away, George chased after his lips, kissed him again and when George pulled away he was the one chasing.
It felt like fire, unpredictable, greedy and filled with desire for more.
And when they finally broke apart for desperately needed air, their foreheads touched and George closed his eyes again.
He smiled. "It's you, it's not a bit. It's you, I want you. I love you, Dream"
"I want you too, so bad, George. I love you", the blonde replied, before kissing him again, once, twice, a third and fourth time.
George giggled, felt how Dream hugged him again. "I'm so happy", the blonde mumbled and George could hear how he was smiling, kissed him again, long and gentle.
Suddenly they heard a knock, then the door opening and before they could even turn around, Sapnap said: "Hey, have you seen- Oh. OH! Hell yeah, Karl owes me ten bucks now"
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