The three boys made their way back through security, through the food courts and passed every single gated area with designated flights.

It was extremely tough, but throughout the walk, Dream actually managed to take his eyes off of George.

Once they arrived in the parking lot, they stopped walking so Sapnap could grab his headphones from his bag.

Dream started scanning the area to eye out his car.

"Nice hoodie," George muttered.

Dream looked back at a smiling George.

His fingers relaxed.

"Thanks. Nice shade of blue?"

George nodded.

"Alright, I finally found them," Sapnap squealed with excitement.

"It's about time. My car is in the lot furthest to the left."

Both George and Sapnap began to follow Dream to his car, trudging behind with their short ass legs.

As soon as they made it to the car, George slid into the drivers seat. Dream shoved his hands in his pockets, then pulled out his keys.

He then rose his eyes to see George raising his eyebrows at the steering wheel.

He laughed in embarrassment and opened the door back up.

"Fucking America," he mumbled before getting into the backseat.

Sapnap started to wheeze as Dream lightly chuckled at him.

Dream climbed into the front seat, trying his best not to think that much.

What if he thinks I'm ugly?

He's probably regretting coming here

Am I overthinking this too much?

Sapnap helped George put all his stuff in the trunk and some stuff on the right of the backseat.

Both boys got back into the car as Dream slowly twisted his keys to start it.

Silence.

Dream desperately wanted anything besides awkwardness. He didn't want them to feel uncomfortable whatsoever.

He felt his hands begin to shake again but shrugged it off as he made a left turn onto the road.

"So," Dream muttered, tired of the silence, "when we get to my place you'll get kinda confused. The front door is beside the living room and the guest room is the first room on the left when you exit the living room. Then the spare bedroom is upstairs next to my room. You guys can decide who gets which room."

"Sounds good. Sounds like there will be plenty of space for the three of us," Sapnap replied, beginning to tap his fingers on his phone case.

Dream waited to hear a response from George, but he said nothing, slouching in the backseat staring out the window.

"You good, Georgie?" Sapnap announced loudly.

George nearly flinched, fixing his posture.

"Yeah. Everything sounds good."

He peaked at the rearview mirror to see Dreams dark yellow eyes, glancing at him.

However, George knew they were green since he had told him so, and also he was a colorblind confused mess.

After small talk and light chuckles, the boys finally pulled up to dreams house.

Sapnap hurried out and opened the trunk, grabbing his bags.

George waited until Dream got out of the car to step out.

"All the rest of my stuff should be coming soon. It was all too much, obviously." George muttered as Dream slammed the trunk closed.

They made eye contact, which honestly frightened George. He quickly looked away and started walking up to the doorstep.

The whole situation felt so unreal.

Sapnap and Dream quickly followed George up to the front porch.

Dream dug into his pocket, slowly pulling out the keys. He scanned and sorted through his keys skipping the mail key, the car key and others as he found the doors key.

He twisted the key into the knob, and slowly opened the door. He reached over to the light switch beside the window and flicked it up, the living room lights shimmering on.

He waited for Sapnap and George to walk in before closing and locking the door behind them.

"Wow," Sapnap muttered.

"What?" Dream asked, with confusion.

"It's way cleaner now than it was before. And it smells nicer."

Dream gritted his teeth, tilted his head back and glared.

He made his way over to George and took his bag for him.

"Have you guys decided which rooms you want?"

"I'll take the guest room, George can have the bedroom upstairs," Sapnap answered for George.

Dream nodded at George, to receive a nod back.

"Make yourself at home, guys." Dream implied, then started walking upstairs with some of George's luggage.

George started scanning the living room, then peeked his head over the mantle to see patches in the corner of the kitchen, carefully nibbling her food. He smiled brightly, Sapnap shuffling his stuff in the background.

"See what I did there?" Sapnap happily asked.

George shot his head back to look at Sapnap, who was standing there like an idiot smiling.

"Huh."

"I let you take the room closer to your precious lover boy you can't take your eyes off of." Sapnap hummed.

"Sapnap I told you he's not my-"

Sapnap pressed his fingers to George's lips. "Shush, child. I'm not an idiot."

He shoved his hand away.

"Yes you are. We are here as friends, all three of us. And.. I don't know. It's just crazy actually seeing you guys in real life. It's nothing other than that."

Sapnap raised his eyebrow.

"Alrighty."

He then stupidly winked at George, walking past him into the guest room.

At that moment, George heard the noise of Dream trudging down the stairs, then towards him.

"George? C'mon, you should go unpack."

"Right. Sorry."

He slowly walked past Dream, then turning around and eyeing him.

He looked him up and down as Dream went into the guest room to help Sapnap.

George squinted his eyes, watching for a moment before turning around to go upstairs.