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It’s loud and everything is blurry here. The smell is absolutely horrid, a mix of sweaty bodies and mismatched scents. With a quick glance around, Dream manages to make his vision clear and figure out which way he needed to go. He slung his backpack over his shoulder once more as he headed towards the exit.
The hustle and bustle of everyone around him makes his heart race, anxiety plaguing his mind that he’s going the wrong way, even though he just looked at the signs. The blonde looked back at the signs, just to double check, and sure enough, he was going the right way. After a few minutes of silent walking, Dream finally made it to the exit. He stood near a pole, leaning against it as he waited for George.
He was scrolling through his Twitter when suddenly he heard two muffled voices, the sound of a call ending and felt two arms around his waist. “Huh?”
”I missed you,” the voice murmured. It took Dream a few seconds to recognize the voice as his lovely omega.
He quickly wrapped his arms around the shorter and buried his face into his hair. “Georgie,” he whispered. “I missed you too, so much.” The alpha took a deep breath. “Your s-”
”Scent smells sweeter.” George interrupted. “S’the baby. Like milk, my mum and Wilbur have been saying. Tommy too. And Ponk and Tubbo. Everyone I’ve seen since getting pregnant, really.”
”Ah, it’s nice.” He pulled away slowly, but not before he covered the other in his scent. “We should go now, hm?”
George nodded, his eyes half-lidded as he watched the other. “You’re an idiot,” he murmured. He felt more at ease before, due to the scenting, but he shook his head, forcing his mind to clear up. He would fall asleep standing if he stayed in that state of mind.
”I can’t help it, you barely smell like me and you are carrying my pup.” The alpha looked him up and down. “Is that my hoodie?”
”Sure is.” He started to lead Dream towards the uber, hands intertwined. “You left it and- whatever, I’ll tell you when we get to my place. Just get in.”
Dream laughed quietly, sliding into the car. The other followed in after and shut the door behind him.
”What?” He grumbled.
”You’re just cute, is all. Miss my scent, hm?”
”It’s your fault,” he whispered. “You knocked me up and left. Biology.” The brunette crossed his arms, pretending to be upset. The facade quickly faded when he leaned against the other’s shoulder and buried his face into his neck.
”To be fair, you said you have been wanting to settle down for a while. This was just an express way, in my humble opinion.” He rubbed George’s back gently as a smile graced his lips. “Now what’s with those sweatpants? You look like you just woke up and came to get me. And the gray? Trying to show off?”
George flushed. That was exactly what happened, actually, but should he give the alpha the satisfaction of being right on top of him blushing? “I’m not showing anything off, Clay. Your stupid flight came in earlier than I usually get up, but I went to bed when I normally do. So, sorry, I was a bit tired and didn’t change when I woke up. What’s with you? You are wearing literally the same thing as me.” He pointed out, seemingly smug at his discovery.
”Well, my precious Georgie, I don’t find a need to dress up to sit on a plane for hours.”
The omega just huffed in defeat, remaining quiet instead of biting out a response.
Neither speak for the rest of the drive to George’s house, both too tired to keep up with a conversation. Also, the driver seemed a bit annoyed with their conversation and just them in general, seeing as George had taken longer than he wanted to come back to the car after getting Dream. Once they got to his place, they exited the car and Dream gave the man a tip.
The pair walked in and quickly made their way to the older’s room. Dream set his backpack by George’s desk while the other stood by the door.
”Are you hungry? I haven’t eaten so I can make us some breakfast.”
”I’m fine, babe, I ate on the plane. Go ahead and make yourself some food, I wanna see what’s changed in here and use the bathroom.” The blonde didn’t look at his boyfriend while he spoke, already busying himself with looking around the room.
”Not much has changed but whatever.”
-
After some time had passed, the two were finally relaxing in bed. George had his breakfast in his lap while Dream was laying next to him.
”You know, I was on a call with Sapnap and Karl from the time I woke up until I saw you.” The omega was setting up his laptop as he spoke, trying to pull up a stream to watch while eating.
”Really?”
”Yeah, I was nervous for some reason. They cracked jokes until I calmed down then talked about random things. Karl asked how the baby is. Sapnap asked if we were going to have sex again.” He laughed softly as he found a stream to pull up, a late-night Ranboo stream. “And you told me to call Sapnap. Karl was just an added bonus.”
”To be fair, I forgot that I told you to do that. But that’s what you were doing on your phone, got it. I thought I heard you hang up on someone.”
George hummed in response. He leaned his back against his headboard and moved his plate from his lap. “Here, I know you have probably wanted to do this since you saw me.” He lifted the hoodie up to expose his baby bump.
Dream gasped quietly. “It’s even better in person.” He glanced at his partner, silently asking for permission. Once given a nod, he placed his hands on the bump. “Shit, George. That’s our baby.”
”Yeah, that’s him. You should work on your cursing, soon they’ll be able to hear you. I don’t want my baby to be able to recognize you swearing.”
”Mm, says you. And this is our baby.” With that, he began talking to the bump, almost completely ignoring his partner.
George decided that he was going to do the same, choosing to watch Ranboo’s stream as he ate rather than listen to his rambling. It was easy for a while, as Dream was relatively quiet, the only thing that disturbed his peace was him rubbing his stomach. However, it quickly proved to be more distracting than he originally thought it would be. The younger man got louder with his words so now George could make out what he was saying, something about Patches and how she only liked running water. He just shook his head and tried to refocus on the stream. He barely got to watch the baby alpha’s streams due to his new sleep schedule.
”Clay,” he murmured. “Try to be quieter, please. I want to watch the stream.”
”Sorry.”
For the next couple of minutes, Dream was quieter, but he inevitably started speaking louder as he got more excited. The omega gave up on being able to fully focus on the stream. He pulled out his phone and started to record the other, but not before he made sure he wasn’t looking. He definitely didn’t want his boyfriend to see, he would force him to delete the video and George wanted to keep this video to show the baby when he was here. Plus, he could send it to Dream’s mom and the rest of the crew boys. Eventually, he got bored of filming the other, so he put his phone away and finished eating.
The alpha reached for George’s hand, resting their joined hands over the bump. “I don’t think I will ever get tired of this.”
”I will.”
”What?” He looked up at the other in shock. “George, this is so cool. You are pregnant with our baby, how could you get tired of it?”
”Backaches, nausea, vomiting, cramped feet, swollen ankles, needing to get new clothes, hormones, crying, this maternal instinct that is making me want to take care of all the pups on the SMP even though they have families to take care of them. The other day, I almost took Tubbo home with me.”
”Okay, I get it.” He laughed, rubbing his stomach. “Think we can meet up with some of them before we leave?”
”I don’t know, I might try to take the pups with me when we leave. Clay, it’s not funny! I actually thought about taking them with me. My instincts suck right now. I want to keep them close and make sure that they are okay and safe.” George pouted, crossing his arms. “I’ll ask the pups, Wilbur and Ponk. Do you want me to ask Phil or anyone else?”
”Jack?”
”One of the pups,” he murmured. “He’s only 18, you know. He's basically a pup too.”
”Mm. Niki, Vikk?”
”So every British person on the SMP? Good luck.” He pulled out his phone, quickly shooting a message to them all about meeting up in the next two days with Dream. “It’s kind of weird, I sort of see Niki as a pup as well, but not as much as the minors and Jack. Maybe because she’s Sapnap’s age?” The omega hummed softly. “Instincts don’t make any sense, Clay, I hate it.”
”I think it’s cute. What do you mean by you almost took Tubbo home? Did you start leading him towards your place or?”
George ran his fingers through Dream’s hair, gently massaging his scalp as well. “Sort of, I guess. Tubbo is staying with Tommy for a bit, but it was his first day here and he looked so tired. I kind of was leading him with me when Wilbur stopped me. He was so confused, saying that Tubbo and Tommy weren’t going in the same direction as me. Tubbo, I think, was too tired to realize he was going the wrong way and Tommy was excited about something he found on the street.” He leaned over, kissing the other’s forehead. “Clay, are you even listening?”
”Mm. I am.” His voice was soft and his eyes were closed. He had been slowly emitting a content and calming scent and his rubbing of the omega’s pregnancy belly had also slowed, so it was becoming apparent to George that his partner was growing tired.
”Sleep, love. I’ll be here when you wake.”
Dream just hummed and proceeded to bury his face into the side of his stomach.
George laughed at him but continued to play with his hair, aiding in the other’s quick journey to sleep. “Idiot.” He shook his head and grabbed his phone once more. He used one hand to scroll through Twitter while the other was still running through Dream’s hair. After a few minutes, a notification popped up on his screen, one of the boys had responded to his video
”Mm, everyone’s responded,” he murmured. With a kiss to his forehead, George moved to hold his phone with both hands, so he could respond quicker to everyone.
karl kacobs :D
GEORGE :DDD This is the cutest video of you both yet!!! How are you both and how is the baby? Facetime me, I wanna see your pretty face :(( <3
maybe later, clay is sleeping on me and i don’t wanna wake him
Awww, so sweet but how are you? Are you feeling okay?
i’m fine, a little tired but fine. clay seems really happy so i’m happy :]
George, I am going to die from your cuteness, I swear
sorry, Karl :P
It’s fine, it’s fine. Are you sure you can’t call? :(
i’ll call you later, nimrod!
GEORGE D: pls
later
:’(
i promise to call you later
YAY!!! :D
George smiled as he glanced at Dream. The alpha was breathing deeply in sleep and snoring occasionally. He yawned quietly, covering his mouth. He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, then turned back to his phone.
nickolas (aka idiotnap)
GEORGE HAVE YOU GUYS HAD SEX YET
nick wtf
You are literally pregnant
for your information, clay is asleep
POST SEX NAP?
NO!!! he was tired from his flight, you know how late he left
True… How are you now that you have Clay there?
better, i think. i have his scent right here so i feel a lot better
That’s good. Ugh, I want you here already, I want George cuddles too :((((
sucks
GEORGE :((
sucks
I am going to go cry now, you make me sad, Georgie
sucks
ILY2 GEORGE
The omega stretched his arms above his head, sighing softly. He moved his body down so he was laying face to face with his alpha then pushed Dream’s head into the crevice between his neck and shoulder. He smiled when the other let out a content sigh.
big q :]
GEORGE THIS IS THE PERFECT BLACKMAIL MATERIAL THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MY GOSH
clay will be mad when he finds out lmao
PERFECT
how are you? It must be so different with dream there
it is, but i’m happy. he’s sleeping rn. it’s nice, i think
THATS SO GROSS BYE
you asked idiot
DONT CARE BYE
you are still talking to me
BYE
alex you are so dumb
BYE
bye idiot
George sighed softly, closing his eyes. Dream was emitting his scent, as everyone does, but he was so relaxed then it smelled content. He was getting calmer and sleepy. He needed to get up, it would ruin his sleep schedule. Although, did it really matter? He had to change it in literally two days. Whatever, he didn’t want to sleep but he wasn’t going to get up until he at least finished responding to his messages.
clay’s mom
Adorable <3 The most adorable thing I have seen of Clay in a while! I am definitely showing this to his father and sister, even if it embarrasses him!
he doesn’t know that i took it yet, he was distracted :]
When are you moving, again? And how have you and the baby been?
i’m moving in a couple days! clay flew here to help me finish packing and come to my last appointment here! the baby is doing well, he’s the right size, maybe a bit big, although i’m not surprised! clay is unnaturally tall, that’s why i’m showing so early. i’ve been good! i don’t have super bad morning sickness or nausea. the hardest part has probably been changing my sleep schedule and cooking. thank you for asking! :]
I’m glad, George! When I was pregnant with Clay, he was growing quicker than I expected as well. Once you get here, I can tell you in person all of my pregnancy stories, especially Clay’s.
that would be cool! thank you!
George tossed his phone to the side of the bed, narrowly missing Dream’s back. He sighed softly. “You are so annoying.” He took a deep breath of the other’s scent. “I don’t wanna sleep right now, idiot.” He yawned once more and closed his eyes. “Dumbass.”
-
It was a couple of hours later, somewhere around 11 am, when Dream woke up. He stretched his limbs with a groan, eyes still closed. He opened his eyes to see the bed was empty and felt where he remembered George was laying earlier. It was cold, so George had been gone for at least an hour, but he actually had no clue, since he didn’t wake up to any movement from him.
He hummed as he stood up, running his fingers through his hair and sighing. Quickly, he made his way down to the kitchen, phone in hand. He found his partner there, cooking while talking to someone on the phone. Dream grinned to himself at the sight and walked right behind him as quiet as he could manage. It seemed George didn’t hear him, as he let out a faint gasp when his boyfriend kissed his cheek.
”Clay?”
“Who else would it be?”
George just rolled his eyes in response. “Karl, you should sleep now, isn’t it late? Or early? Go to bed, idiot. Call me when you get up if you want.”
”Georgie,” the younger omega whined. “I wanna talk to you guys.”
”Goodnight, Karl.”
Dream chuckled. “Night, Karl, we’ll talk later.”
”Fine. Goodnight, my sweet little omega and Dream.” Karl cackled then hung up.
The alpha smiled, kissing George gently. He knelt down and kissed his bump. “Hi.”
”Idiot. Is it going to be like this every day?” George grumbled quietly, turning to continue cooking their lunch.
”Sure is.” He chuckled and wrapped his arms around the other’s waist. He rested his chin on his shoulder. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
”Mm, make a quinoa salad, I suppose. Have you made one before? I think I put the recipe on the refrigerator.”
Dream grinned and started on his task. “Found it. So, how do you like this switch? Eating takeout every day to cooking every day suddenly. Quite the shift in diet.”
”Actually, I don’t mind it at all.” The omega hummed in between sentences. “It was very sudden but the food is good. And I suppose practicing cooking is nice. I know you definitely don’t cook, even though you said you would cook for me. I know your mum comes over a lot and cooks for you. I bet you just heat up meals that she prepares for you.” He giggled to himself.
Dream spluttered for words for a minute, trying to figure out what to say. “I- I’ll have you know that I do cook at home! At least once a week for dinner!”
”Yeah, try it two to three times a day with little to no option of having it be an unhealthy meal.”
”You don’t have to eat healthy, George. You could probably do it once a day, instead of every meal.” He kissed his temple as he passed by.
”I’m not complaining, I just told you that I like eating healthy food.” George smiled at the other. “I am merely stating why I am superior, Clay.”
Dream gasped, staring at his boyfriend with a flabbergasted look on his face. “George!”
”It’s a fact.” He shrugged as he plated their meal, the quinoa salad Dream had made and lemon pepper chicken.
”Hmph, you’re lucky I love you. I should be offended but honestly, I don’t think I could disagree with you if I tried.” The alpha smiled in thanks as they sat on the couch in the living room to eat.
George started to eat, appearing to be zoned out, before his eyes brightened and he looked at Dream. “I am missing take away a bit. Maybe I will start getting it once a week, if you guys do too. I’ll ask my doctor first, though.”
”Oh, speaking of doctors, how is the appointment going to go tomorrow? I have only seen pictures and heard how the baby is from you.”
”Oh, yeah, that’s right. Well-” George launched into a long explanation about what exactly has happened at his past appointments and what the doctor told him would happen in this appointment, as it was going to be different than usual. Dream listened closely, mentally taking notes about what to expect.
Soon, the pair had finished their food and cleaning dishes, and they were now in his room, packing.
”Georgie, baby, you are so cute, I don’t think I will ever get over it.” Dream was staring at a picture of the other, around what he assumed to be when they met. “Oh, and look at this!” He picked up another picture, his ultrasound picture to be exact, which had been laying on his desk next to his rose quartz elephant. “The baby and this stupid elephant from that video.” He cooed softly as he ran his finger over the outline of their baby.
George just sighed to himself and continued packing. “Maybe I shouldn’t have had you come over. I think I would finish quicker that way. Stop staring at everything you find, otherwise, I will send you to the store or something.”
The taller pouted but followed his order, sort of. He packed away the pictures and elephant, but he didn’t stop staring and commenting at just about everything he was packing away. However, he was faster about putting them in boxes than before.
A few hours later, the two had finished packing everything. Well, everything that George wouldn’t need for the next day or so. They realized it had taken so long that it was getting close to dinner time, or at least George realized, as Dream usually ate whenever he was hungry.
”What should we have for dinner?” The older asked as they made their way to the kitchen. “I honestly could eat chicken again, but I can make something else if you’d like.”
Dream thought for a minute. He usually ate steak or lamb at home, not much chicken. “Let me make us dinner,” he suggested. “I can make some steak, I saw you have some in the fridge.”
”Oh, finally holding up your offer to make me food, hm?” George laughed softly. “Steak sounds good. It has to be well done, though, no more medium-rare until baby is born.” He looked around the kitchen. “We could have some red-skinned mashed potatoes as a side and some veggies.”
”Sounds great, baby.” He kissed George gently. “You relax, I can handle the cooking.”
”Don’t tell me what to do.”
”Sorry, sorry.” Dream laughed as he started working on their meal.
The next hour was filled with Dream cooking with George distracting him with kisses and random baby facts he pulled up on his phone. The younger didn’t seem to mind though, happily accepting the kisses and even stealing a few of his own when he passed. They sat themselves on the couch once again to eat.
”For the appointment tomorrow, I have some questions prepared, I usually do. You can ask the doctor questions as well, Clay, it might even be smart to write them down so you don’t forget. I really like this doctor, she explains everything well, so don’t be afraid to ask questions that I can’t seem to answer,” George told him. “I think she loves getting asked questions.”
”Mm, if I have any, I’ll ask.”
They finished their dinner in a comfortable silence, occasionally bringing up random topics and answering a call from Karl, who had called as soon as he woke up. The pair did the dishes, George washing and Dream drying, again talking about the most obscure things that only the two would talk about. After that, they made their way to George’s room.
”I don’t feel tired, Georgie, why are we going to bed so early?” Dream complained as they got changed into pajamas.
”Sleep is important to me now, idiot.” He turned to face his boyfriend. “Does the big, annoying alpha need something to help him sleep?” George grinned mischievously, advancing toward Dream.
”I do.” The alpha smirked as they met in the middle. “Can you help me?”
”Maybe.”