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"We're not?" George turned, worry filling his face, Dream chuckled putting his hands on George's waist making sure to hold him tight.

"I don't want to be your friend George, I never have."

"Then why- Dream? So all of this for not-" he quickly spat, sitting up as he got more frustrated, Dream simply tightened his grip before removing a hand to run through George's hair

"let me finish,"

"Fine."

"I want to be your boyfriend George."

"What?" George grabbed Dreams wrist

"I want to be your bo-"

"I heard you the first time-" George quickly cut him off.

"George, i loved you back then and I still love you now, i don't want to make the same mistake I did before and wait- 'cause last time I didn't tell you left and I never got the chance. But now I have a chance to tell you, I don't want to waste it."

"Can i kiss you?" George spoke, his voice was hesitant, shaken. Dream was quick to nod, eagerness filling his expression.

George reached out, letting his hands rest on Dreams cheeks, slowly pulling him in and locking lips. The kiss was slow at first, hesitant. The both of them just trying to get used to it, ease quickly came when George deepened the kiss, his arms wrapping the back of Dreams neck as he pulled him in, Dream propped his hands on the window sill to gain balance so he didn't topple over before letting a hand slide up the back of George shirt.

"Stop- please-" George spoke against Dreams mouth followed by pants, Dream didn't hesitate to pull away.

"Did i do something wrong- shit I took it too far George i'm so-"

"Stop." George grabbed Dreams hand, wrapping his fingers between tan ones.

"I'm okay, I just didn't want it to go too far and us do something stupid."

"Yeah- fair enough- sorry."

"don't be sorry dumbass."

"okay,"

"I'll be your boyfriend Dream." George smiled watching as his now boyfriends own lips twisted into a smile.

"Kinda gathered that, stupid" Dream chuckled, letting go of George's hand and  dropping back onto the bed picking his phone up.

"shut up." George poured before turning back to look at the sea.

The two had a worm sense of comfort when around eachother, everything was just so casual despite everything that had happened between them and that was okay. It was healthy, they spoke out everything and anything that bothered them. Now they were dating, after almost eight years of pent up emotions they were dating, even with five years of Dream grieving and George suffering, the two of them finally found eachother. Dream didn't believe in soulmates, but this sure changed his mind. George changed his mind.

Dream raised his brow at an article that caught his mind, he read the title aloud.

"Alexis Hernandez wins the Philips case, Alexander Philips pleads guilty to the murder of Elisa Philips."

"Alexis Hernandez? that sounds familiar." George spoke, looking over to Dream.

Dream bit his lip trying to figure it out.

"Quackity! That's Quackity!" George yelled, he jumped off the window sill and almost on-top of Dream, "Hurry read it! Read it!" George pleased as he sat himself beside Dream, his head resting on his shoulder.

Dream cleared his throat, clicking the article.

"The Phillips case had been in court three times, due to Mr Phillips being a wealthy man most were afraid to fight him in court however critically acclaimed lawyer Alexis Hernandez took on the case, ultimately winning, adding to his astounding 156 wins. Alexis has now been named one of the top lawyers in the USA, most were surprised to see his uprise after his previous career of content creation within video games, so most were surprised to see his talent within law. Mr Phillips was sentenced to life without parole today at an undisclosed court in Florida."

"Jesus, he's really doing well for himself" George smiled as Dream closed the phone.

"Yeah, i do miss that guy, he was great."

"What happened after I left, where'd everyone go?"

"Well, I'm not sure. After sap walked out, I just cut everyone off, got scared I guess. Haven't spoke to or heard from anyone since."

"Saps engaged now."

"He is?" dream raised a brow.

"Yeah, i was stalking his twitter yesterday."

"good for him."

"Yeah." There was an awkward silence shared between the two, nothing but the gentle hum of the ac, neither of the two really knowing what to say.

"I wonder who she is," George added in.

"Dunno, as long as he's happy." Dream spoke, his voice quieter with every word.

"Do you miss him?"

"Who, Sap?"

"Mhm" George began to thread his hand through Dreams hair as he stared into nothingness awaiting an answer.

"sometimes, I guess." Dream cleared his throat, "like, I'll hear something and it'll remind me off him or I'd think about what he'd answer to it, or sometimes when I'm watching football I miss the days when we'd drink beer and eat tonnes of junk food just watching and talking about whatever was on our minds at the time, but then I remember how bitter it got towards the end of our friendship and I just, I don't miss him."

"I miss him," George spoke, "all the time."

"I know honey, it just be harder for you"

"No Dream, losing a friend is hard on anyone, I just would kill to see him again."

"me too."