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"Oh Dreammm~" George cooed into the blonds ear. "Hmgh~" Dream softly groaned. "Babe get upppp" George started to get impatient with him. "What time is it?" Dream asked after slowly opening his eyes. "Uh...it's 9 am" George stuttered. "George what" George giggled as he dragged Dream out of the bed. "OW" Dream yelled as he fell out the bed. George just stood there laughing his ass off. "You're a fucking dick" Dream tried to say serious but ended up laughing his ass off with George
After laughing with each other in the room for 10 minutes they finally made it out of the room. They made there way to the kitchen to make some toast. "Nutella?" Dream asked looking at George with a smile. "Yeah" George smiled back at Dream. Dream turned back around and threw two pieces of toast into the toaster. 2 minutes passed when they toast finally popped up. "AH" George jumped from the sudden noise. "Georgeeeeee" Dream chuckled. "Shut up it scared me!" George raised his voice defensively. Dream just laughed back in a response to his sensitive boyfriend
"Here you go kind sir" Dream said handing George his piece of toast. "Kind sir?" George replied raising a eyebrow. Dream left George confused as he bit into the toast. Both of them started to eat there food with Dream finishing first. A little after George finished his. "So whatcha wanna do today?" Dream asked looking over at his boyfriend. "Can we relax? I'm really sore" George replied giving Dream puppy dog eyes. "Why are you sore?" Dream asked as if he didn't know why. "Fuck off" George replied. Dream giggled back in a response
George got started as his phone began to ring from his pocket. He soon relaxed when he saw it was there work calling.
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"Hey this is Mila from the shelter! Your boss haha"
"Oh hey!!"
"Is Dream around?"
"Yes he's right next to me, I'll put you on speaker"
"Sweet"
"Hi Mila it's Dream!"
"Hi!! Okay so I wanted to discuss your schedule, we can always figure out stuff if you can't make it on certain days, but I was wondering if Monday through Friday would work? From...let's see...11 am to 4 pm?"
"Yeah that sounds perfect actually! We really have nothing else in our lives so that won't be any issue"
"Oh great!! Okay well that's all I needed, so have a good day and see ya'll tomorrow!"
"Well that went well" Dream said chuckling. "Yeah I'm glad we finally know her name" George chuckled back. "Okay sleep?" George groaned at Dream. "You were literally so hyper this morning and now your like dead" Dream looked at him confused. "Because it was my first morning waking up with you in bed and I was excited, now I really wanna rest" George mumbled as he started walking to the room
Before Dream could even close the door George was already dramatically jumping onto the bed and curling up in a little ball. All Dream could do was look at him in awe. "Are you coming or not" George mumbled into the pillow barely hearable by Dream. Dream giggled as he crawled in bed once again with his boyfriend
"Hey Dream?" George quietly asked turning around to face him. "Yeah wassup?" Dream asked as he brushed the hair our of Georges face. "What color looks best on me?" Dream smiled at George in response. "Well Georgie you really have a way of pulling off any color, but my personal favorite would have to be pink" Dream said rubbing Georges cheek. The boy only hummed in response as he melted into Dream. At this point he knew his boyfriend was falling asleep. He gripped onto him tighter and pulled him in as close as he could
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George fell asleep immediately, while it took Dream another 30 minutes of staring at George for him to fall asleep
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