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dream hastily kissed back, instantly bringing the brunette into a deep, hungry kiss as they stumbled into each other, tripping over their own feet as they tried to navigate around the kitchen.
                          
george ran his hands around dream's body, lacing his fingers in his t-shirt as the blonde pulled at his hair.
                          
dream's hands slid down to george's waist, gripping tightly as they backed into the counter once again. he picked up the small brunette, settling him on the counter top.
                          
the blonde pushed george's hands off of his chest, pulling his shirt off his body quickly and discarding the clothing piece onto the floor.
                          
"you're so..." george scanned dream's bare chest, running his hands to trace along his muscles. 
                          
"so what, george?" dream breathed, wrapping his hand around the back of george's throat as his other one slide of the boy's leg. the blonde kissed gently at his neck, sucking lightly at the spots that made george breathless.
                          
"hot. so fucking hot," george bit his lip, tilting his head as dream attacked his throat.
                          
"you're too good to me," dream smiled. "so, so good for me."
                          
the blonde moved his lips up to george's bringing him into another heated kiss as dream placed both hands high up on george's thighs. 
                          
he rubbed his thumbs on the inside of the smaller boy's thighs, grinning into the kiss as the brunette squirmed underneath his hold.
                          
"needy for me too? you're so fucking attractive," dream whispered into the kiss, pulling at george's bottom lip softly.
                          
george only rolled his eyes back, gripping onto dream's bare body tightly.
                          
"you're gonna leave marks if you hold me any tighter, baby," dream gazed lustfully into george's dazed eyes.
                          
"you wouldn't want that?" 
                          
dream pulled back with a sly smile. "since when are you bold?"
                          
george grabbed onto dream's neck, pulling the blonde to his body.
                          
"since i met you."
                          
・❥・
                          
george stretched at the morning sun that leaked through the blinds in their bedroom.
                          
he shuffled in dream's arms, turning to face the blonde as he peacefully slept.
                          
he gazed at his soft eyelashes that lay against his freckles cheeks, the small red tint on his face from the warmth in the room from the events of the previous night. 
                          
george smiled softly to himself, bringing his hand up to dream's jaw to graze his fingers gently over his tanned skin.
                          
the blonde's eyes fluttered open slowly, his emerald gaze meeting george's tiredly.
                          
"hi," george smiled, running his thumb gently over dream's cheek.
                          
the blonde brought his own hand to rest on top of george's hand that was resting on his face.
                          
"hi," he murmured back, his voice hoarse from misuse and sleepiness.
                          
george cuddled into dream's chest, sighing contently as the taller's arms squeezed tighter around his small body.
                          
they lay like that for a while as they began to wake up more, watching as the sunlight became brighter in the room and the birds sang louder in the trees outside.
                          
"george?"
                          
the brunette lifted his head off of dream's chest. "hm?"
                          
"what are we?"
                          
george closed his eyes, thinking back to the time this question was asked before.
                          
"whatever you're comfortable with, george," he replied in a hum, stroking the brunette's fluffy hair.
                          
dream had said previously that they could be whatever george wanted.
                          
the brunette didn't know if he really wanted to be with dream at the time. he didn't know if he would hurt him, or if he really wanted to call things real between the two of them.
                          
but george knew now that dream was all he wanted.
                          
the silly blonde who held his hips and kissed him so gently when no one was around. the tall, tan boy who held his hand in public and kissed him in movie theaters to show him off as teenagers took pictures to post on social media.
                          
dream, the boy who held george so tightly and warmly so that the boy would feel secure in his arms and safe in his presence.
                          
george was utterly in love with dream.
                          
"dream, i want to be what you want to be," george replied, gazing up at the blonde.
                          
dream nodded his head slowly, bringing  his hand to lace in george's soft, fluffy hair. 
                          
"i think-" dream paused. "i think i want to be yours."
                          
george closed his eyes, a smile pulling at his lips.
                          
"you think?" he opened his eyes again, meeting gaze with dream.
                          
"no, let me rephrase that."
                          
"i want to be yours."
                          
george cuddled himself into dream's chest, his heart exploding with butterflies that fluttered up his stomach.
                          
"but what do you want, george?" dream asked softly.
                          
"i want you-" george stopped, pushing his head off dream's chest to look up at the blonde. "to be my real boyfriend."
                          
dream smiled, bringing his head down to place a small kiss on george's lips.
                          
"does this mean we no longer have to act like boyfriends?" dream chuckled.
                          
george pushed at dream's chest. "hey! not cool."
                          
dream giggled, pulling the brunette to sit on top of his lap as the blonde laid down, staring up at george.
                          
"i'm kidding, of course," he reassured the brunette.
                          
"you better be," george huffed, placing his hands down on dream's chest.
                          
they closed their eyes, falling quiet for a few moments as the birds sung outside.
                          
"george?"
                          
"yeah, dream?"
                          
the blonde rested george's head to face his.
                          
"i love you, george."
                          
the brunette smiled, his cheeks flushing pink.
                          
"i love you too."
                          
dream rested his hands on the small of george's back. "for real this time?"
                          
george giggled, leaning in to plant a careful kiss to his lips.
                          
"for real this time."