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By the time Dream came back out of the Red Bitch, it had begun to lightly rain. George watched as the rain patters upon the floor, puddles forming soon after the weather shifted. He almost cringes as his clothing slowly becomes more damp, his hair flattening a bit.
Sapnap moves his bandana, making it so that it holds his hair out of his eyes. George notes the way that Dream seems to not be bothered by the rain, smiling at both of them. It seems he and Punz resolved their issues somewhat - considering how he seems a lot happier than he was when he first saw Punz within the pub. George could feel the alcohol flowing in his veins, the effects of his tipsiness not really hiding themselves.
He could tell for a fact that Dream was more drunk than both he and Sapnap, considering how he seemed to struggle (more than usual) to walk alongside them down the rough path.The wind whistles past their ears, as they make their way towards the place he and Dream calls home. Sapnap quickly moving to help Dream out when he stumbles over a pebble. George laughs a bit, much to Dream pouting. “Stop being mwean to me.” Dream says, in a silly voice to which Sapnap cringes.
“Talk like that again and I’m dropping you.” Is all Sapnap says in response, the prince’s grip visibly telling both George and Dream otherwise. The idiot did not want to let him go.
The moment they enter Dream and George’s home, Dream is dropped off on one of the many seats dotted around the living area, while George moves to ignite the fire pit to get some warmth into the house. He soon finds out that his hands were too cold, in the sense that it was impacting his ability to feel the things he held, so he called out to Sapnap for help. Sapnap just teases him, George couldn’t help but note how his hands were larger than his own as they brush against one another. There was an unnecessary amount of contact for the simple act of Sapnap using his natural abilities to ignite the firewood.
As George finally gets to warm up his hands, sitting in front of the pit, Sapnap also takes a seat next to him, wrapping an arm around him. George glances over with a smile. “Thank you for fucking my boyfriend.” All George says, almost cringing at how dumb and nonsensical it sounded, but Sapnap just laughs a bit, before responding with a simple ‘No problem, handsome’. Which, George can not lie, made his heart skip a beat.
Sapnap and George end up fucking that night. Dream having clocked out the moment he got seated.
The experience of fucking someone other than Dream made George realise quite quickly that he enjoyed Sapnap’s company in a more than a cucking relationship.
At some point, he officially joins their couple, making it a throuple.
Sapnap denounces his inheritance, and they all move into a farmstead where they grow their own crops and raise cattle together.