《Coding His Heart // dreamnotfound》twenty
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No matter how much the jet lag kicked his ass, Nick managed to wake up bright and early. Being in London just caused such a great rush of excitement and happiness. Plus he would finally get to spend time with his best friend again.
However, as he slowly got out of bed he noticed the other two still sleeping.
Together.
Mostly naked as far as he could see.
Whatever, they are "together" according to Dream. All he wanted to do is support his friend. That's why today he made it his goal to get to know George.
The silence in the room aside from soft breathing was killing him. Maybe getting out for a second would help.
On his way up last night he seen an on campus coffee shop. Perfect! He could go and take a minute or two to wake up and bring back some coffee!
With a perfect little plan, Nick began dressing.
Searching through his suitcase for fresh clothes, though he kind of brought the same thing for every day.
Black jeans, turtleneck, a graphic-tee, and his favorite pair of vans. You could call it his signature style.
After he ruffled his hair a little, he grabbed his wallet, and the spare key from Dream, then headed out.
The crisp morning air hit him after he left the building and walked down the long sidewalk.
Many students had already started their day. Some eating breakfast. While others seemed to be finishing some homework.
Spending time on his own just gave him all the peace in the world. He couldn't be happier.
—
A soft groan left Dream's chest as his body began to wake up on its own. No matter how much he wanted to sleep, his eyes couldn't close again.
Though he took this opportunity to snuggle a little closer to George. His arm wrapped around the others waist. Pulling him into his chest.
The blonde rested his chin on the brunettes shoulder. He looked so peaceful, and beautiful as he rested quietly.
"You're perfect." Dream whispered as he studied every little aspect of the others face. From his baby hairs down to the small pimple scar on his chin.
George was asleep till he felt himself being pulled. That and the fact Dream was hard and he could feel it against his lower back.
Hearing Dream whisper that short, yet very sweet comment made George's heart melt. If he wasn't acting like he was asleep, he definitely would have kissed him.
A few short minutes passed before George slowly opened his eyes. Meeting the long, loving gaze of the other.
"Dream.." George spoke softly.
The smile on Dream's face grew even bigger seeing he'd finally woke up.
Without a word, Dream began placing soft and short kisses on George's neck. Though his work from last night was still very prominently there.
George giggled as the kisses tickled his skin. He was no doubt, also slowly getting turned on.
In between the kisses Dream mumbled, "George."
"I can't help but want you every hour of every day."
His cheeks flushed a bright red once Dream mumbled that statement and moved his hand lower. Near his lower half which was only longing for him just as much.
"You know you have me, right?" George said quietly as he gently placed his own hand behind him on the tip of the others penis, which was hidden under the fabric of his boxers.
Dream's breath hitched, the touch not only surprised him but sent a wave of tingles through his body.
Without further conversation, Dream had placed himself above George. The two still mostly naked from the previous night.
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"God." Dream started as he looked George's body up and down. His eyes taking in all the beauty below him.
"What?" George said shyly as he looked away. Though Dream has seen his body several times he still got nervous.
Leaning down to kiss the brunettes chest, Dream chuckled. "I can't say this enough. George you are so perfect. I can't get enough of you." He trailed off as he brought the kisses up to his lips.
The passion, love, and energy behind the kiss only made the sexual tension higher. Causing both to become fully erected.
"Dream-" George gasped as his hand took a firm grasp of the bedsheets. The other had slowly bang to grind against him. Causing friction and the tension to nearly take over his body.
With his smirk growing bigger by the second, Dream started to tug his boxers down. As he leaned forward to whisper into George's ear.
"I need you." George panted as his other hand took a hold onto the back of Dream's neck. Pulling him closer and closer.
The door handle began to twist open just before Dream could go any further.
It was Nick.
"Hey guys! I brought coffee!" He said completely oblivious to what was in front of him. Until his eyes met his best friends naked back side.
"Shit!" George and Dream said in unison as they moved away. Trying to hid as they pulled the blanket over them.
Looking down, trying his best not to look, Nick set the coffee down. Spun on his heel and left. Nearly slamming the door behind him.
"What the fuck.." Nick sighed as he stood outside the door.
What do you do after walking in on your best friend about to have sex? Do you bring it up later? Act as if it had never happened? And where the hell is he to go till they finish.
"Jesus Christ, Dream!" George yelled as he glared at the other.
"What do you mean 'Dream'? Was I supposed to know he'd just walk in?!" Dream said in a soft, angry morning voice.
Jumping out of bed and quickly throwing on sweats and a hoodie, Dream headed out.
A small huff came from George, "Dream.."
The taller male yanked the door open and seen the other heading down the hall. "Nick!"
He didn't stop.
However, he knew how to get his attention even if he was ignoring him.
"Pandas, please. Just wait a second!" He chased him.
Sure enough, Nick stopped in his tracks and turned. Seeing his 6'3 friend chase after him. It was almost funny because how weird he looked running.
"You don't have to say anything. I know you guys are together. I should have knocked." He said with a hint of pink on his cheeks.
Although the hall wasn't long, Dream was out of breath once caught up to Nick. "Well, I'm sorry. We shouldn't have been acting like that.."
"No it's fine. You get horny all the time. Remember freshman year when you called me in the bathroom at school?" His laugh echoed through the hall.
Relief washed over Dream as the two shared a well needed laugh. Going back and telling stories truly made the two happy.
"Hey, why don't you meet us in the lobby. We'll show you around!" Dream suggested with a smile.
Nick chuckled, "Sure. But don't make George cripple. I'd like to get to know him before he can't remember his name." Hitting Dream gently in the shoulder as he walked away.
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Even though it took a minute for Dream to realize what he said, his face flushed a bright red. Walking back to the room thinking about it.
Once he entered the room Dream shut the door and leaned back into it. Sighing as the comment from Nick played over and over again in his head.
"Dream?" George called out as he still laid in the bed, curious if the other would ever come back.
The tall male finally stood straight and walked further into the room. Stopping at the bed which the other hadn't moved from.
Smiling, George stretched his arms out to welcome Dream back into bed. "I thought you'd never come back."
He chuckled as he slowly crawled back into bed. Laying his body weight on top of George as they started just where they left off.
"We can't do it now I'm afraid." He said softly against the brunettes neck as he continued kissing.
With a scoff, George placed his hand on the others forehead and moved his face away from his neck. "What do you mean?"
Dream sighed as he seen the disappointment in his eyes. "I said we'd take him out and go around town. You need to be able to walk George."
Somewhat in a bratty mood, George pushed him off and turned his back.
"Oh come on, don't be like that.. Georgie." Dream said as he tried to get the other to face him again.
"Stop it." George said as he could feel his cheeks begin to burn a bright red. His heart even skipped a beat at the nickname.
Pulling him by his hips, Dream smiled as he could hear the embarrassment in the others voice. Although he had no problem taking George right now, Nick was waiting for them.
"Let's go, I promised pandas- I mean Nick we wouldn't be long." He said softly as he ran his hand gently up and down the brunettes body.
With a reluctant groan George got out of bed. Though he was completely naked and a mess from last night Dream couldn't stop staring.
"Dream." George laughed as he took some clothes and headed towards the bathroom. He seen him staring but knew they couldn't do anything right now.
A mischievous laugh left Dream as he quickly approached George and hugged him from behind. Kissing the back of his neck while the other tried pushing him playfully.
"I promise I'll make up for this morning. I just want you and Him to get along. He's my best friend and I would love to have you both by my side all the time." Dream said as he slowly let go of George.
Nodding, George slipped into the bathroom to wash up some so he could go out. Knowing all Dream wanted was to be with him, and his friend made George smile. And if it made Dream happy, George would befriend the other.
After the door shut Dream quickly threw on fresh clothes and some nice shoes. Making sure he looked presentable and not a mess.
—
Nick had been waiting downstairs in the lobby for what seemed like hours. Just as he was about to head out on his own he heard the tall blondes laugh.
He jumped up as soon as he seen the two walking down the last few steps and met them halfway.
"Finally. I thought I was going to have another birthday before you guys came down." He joked as he punched Dream in the arm.
The boys laughed as they headed out. Of course that earned then a few dirty looks because of how loud they were. However not a single person could ruin their day.
"Wow, it sure is nice out." George commented as he and Dream walked closely together.
Nick laughed as he glanced at George. "Yeah, when I went to grab coffee I stayed out for a couple hours. It's not as humid as Texas."
Dream smiled, taking George's hand in his as they continued walking. They planned on going to the shops and maybe a restaurant for lunch.
"Well." Dream started. The shopping area was just in view. The noise increasing as more people were around. And the traffic of the streets became more noticeable.
"Is this the place you told me about Dream?" Nick interrupted as he walked a little faster to get a better look.
With a little chuckle Dream nodded. "It is. I told him this is where I met someone." Dream smiled as he looked down at George who was holding onto him.
Nick looked back and tried to hold his laugh in. "Having trouble there George?"
"What? Oh uh.. No. I just.. you know." George panicked as he tried letting go of Dream. However his body still ached despite how hard he tried to ignore it.
"It's ok. Dream can be rough sometimes. Though I'm sure I don't have to tell you that, now do I?" He winked as he bursted out laughing, seeing the embarrassment on both of their faces.
Trying to deflect the comment Dream looked down and continued walking. Once he was next to Nick, he nudged him not so gently and kept walking.
George could tell his face was flushed but tried to act like nothing happened. But when Dream pushed the other he couldn't help giggle quietly.
"Hey guys, not very nice to leave me like that.." Nick said as he tried catching up to the two who hadn't stopped just yet.
By now the trio made it to the shops. Nick looked around in awe. This was nothing like America. In fact he now knew why Dream loved it here, aside from George of course.
Dream smiled seeing his best friend gaze at all the different shops, and fancy architecture of the shopping center.
"This store has some nice clothes if you want something different then the same outfits you brought." Dream laughed as he guided him to the door.
Entering the very modern store made Nick shudder. It was beautiful, that's no doubt. But the feeling, the.. vibe was just different.
While he looked at the racks of clothing, George pulled Dream's shirt. Looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"What?" Dream smirked as he set the item back on the racks. Giving his full attention to the brunette.
George bit his bottom lip, then looked down as one hand rested on Dream's waistband. While the other was under his shirt, his cold fingers slowly traced shapes on the blondes stomach.
A soft chuckle left his chest. "Not here." He took George's wrist in his hand and pulled it away. Which of course earned him an unhappy whine.
"Dream what do you think of this?" Nick popped out of nowhere with some dark grey sweater. Which he held up to himself looking for advice from his friend.
Startled, Dream dropped George's hand and nodded.
"Looks great. You getting it?" He smiled seeing the excitement in his eyes.
Humming quietly to himself he nodded. Turing away and quickly heading back to find more items.
"You said he knows, why do you act like that when he comes around. Are you embarrassed of me?" George asked as his eyebrows furrowed.
Dream sighed loudly, looking George in the eyes. "Don't. You know damn well I'll take you right in the middle of this store." He stopped and took a deep breath to calm his attitude.
"I want him to be comfortable. And if my friend just came out to me I wouldn't want to see him and his boyfriend constantly on each other." He explained as sincerely as he could.
George's face changed completely. From upset to shocked. "Boyfriend..?"
Realizing what he said, Dream began panicking.
"I mean, well you know. It was just an example. I didn't say we were.. uh.. that. I was just trying to.. um.." Dream stumbled over his words.
Fortunately, Nick had found them again. This time he had a bag in hand and the biggest smile on his face.
"Well I've already spent a couple hundred dollars. You guys hungry yet?" He asked. Though seeing their faces he could tell someone said something they shouldn't have.
George kept his eyes down as he thought about the words Dream said.
Dream on the other hand tried to get out of the situation quickly. "Yes! Are you hungry? Lets go."
There was something up. But if they didn't say anything he wouldn't. He just followed the two down the sidewalk to the restaurant.
It didn't take long for the group to be seated. But it seemed like years since anybody had said a word since leaving the shop.
"So." Nick started as he glanced at the two sitting across from him.
Nothing. The awkward silence continued as they messed with their napkins and water glasses.
"Did either of you buy clothes or just me?" He said trying to break the weird silent treatment he was getting.
Again, they both stayed quiet. Dream had mumbled something but it was far to soft for anyone to hear.
"Ok.. well I have to use the bathroom. Can you guys talk to me when I'm back?" He said standing from his seat. Though he didn't get an answer, he left.
The silence continued, until Dream cleared his throat. "George." He said softly.
George hadn't stopped replying the others words since he said them. Which gave him plenty of time to think.
"Did you mean to calls us.. that." He said as he continued playing with the napkin in his lap.
Dream sighed as he shifted his body to face George. Making sure he knew whatever he said, he wasn't being funny.
"Well." He began, looking at George's hair that had fallen I front of his face. "You know I don't care what we call this. I just want to be with you every second I'm alive."
Those words too began to echo through his head as he glanced over at Dream from the corner of his eyes.
"You're not upset we haven't made anything official?" He asked as the fidgeting with the napkin continued.
Dream shook his head with a smile. "I could care less. George I have you and that's all I need." He placed his hand on top of George's, stopping the nervous movements.
George smiled, his cheeks flushing a soft pink as he turned his head to look Dream in the eyes.
He chuckled, seeing the way the other looked at him. "What?" Dream smiled. Taking the moment to gaze at George's beauty once again.
"You Americans sure have a way with words." George lifted his hands to cup Dreams face. Bringing him in for a soft kiss.
The two closed their eyes as the kiss lasted. Dream moved his hands to George's waist as he leaned into the kiss. And George had moved one hand to the back of Dream's head. Taking a good handful of his hair.
Nick had finished using the restroom awhile ago but knew the two needed a minute. Once he seen them kiss he knew it was all clear for him to head back.
He tried taking his time walking back to the table. But he felt awkward as he would slowly walk past tables, staring far away. They probably thought he was some weird tourist.
"I see you two are now talking. Hope I didn't make an argument start." He laughed as he sat back down.
George quickly let go of Dream and looked away with a bright red face. Taking his napkin to hide his...lap.
Dream noticed the movement and smirked. "Oh no it's ok. Are you ready to order?"
"Yes, I'm starving. After buying those clothes I'm definitely ready for some food!" Nick laughed.
As the waiter came over to take orders he started with Nick. Once he ordered, Dream ordered his meal and focused his eyes to George's face.
In the middle of ordering his food, Dream snuck his hand under the brunettes napkin, gripping the erection that was hidden poorly under the piece cloth.
"Can I get that with the F-Fuck.. I'm sorry." George panicked as he gave the other the death stare.
Once the waiter left Dream learned over and whispered quietly into George's ear.
"Bathroom. 15 minutes."
...
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