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As much as Dream hated to admit it, he had to realize that his feelings for George would become harder to hide once they finally moved in together.
Dream stumbles into a spiral of thoughts, furiously thinking of all the outcomes once George realizes Dream's feelings for him. Will he move out and return back to England? Will all of this trouble to get George to America become useless because of him? Is George's experience going to be ruined only because of Dream and his feelings he can't admit to? Of course, Dream also knew that if anything were to slip out, he would be able to cover it up as if it were just another DNF joke.
No problem really. No problem... is what Dream told himself repeatedly over and over until it was the only thing he could worry about. George is in Florida and Dream doesn't want to ruin his experience, so he tries to make the best out of it by attending Twitch Con with his friends and meeting all their fans. Things would have been fine, if only Dream had the strength to stop clinging on to George. Dream thought he was doing a good job on suppressing his touchiness with George, but twitter and his fans said otherwise. His feed is filled with posts of him clinging on to George at any chance he gets, as if he's stuck to George like glue. Dream only thinks that he'll need to be more careful next time, except that he doesn't really care about his fan’s posts because he loves seeing his fans being interactive and excited.
After a long day of being at Twitch Con, Dream, George and everyone else is tired. They all decide to go their separate ways as they're all tired and have no more energy to socialize. Dream and George decide to order a pizza and eat it in George's hotel room. They walk alongside each other down the hallway which feels longer than usual. Maybe it's just Dream's nerves that make him feel this way, but Dream isn't sure what he's even supposed to be nervous about. George and him are best friends.
"So, here's my room," George says, letting Dream enter first, closing the door behind him.
"Damn, your room came with a nice view," Dream says, staring out onto the balcony.
"Eh, I guess" said George boringly, "I don't really care about it, but I guess the sunsets are nice."
"Yeah," Dream said awkwardly. He wasn't really sure about what else he could say to continue the conversation. He just stands at the entryway as if he's not George's best friend and some random guest.
"What kind of pizza do you want?" Dream says breaking the silence. "Uh, a margarita pizza?" George says.
"Okay!" Dream says. He takes out his phone and goes to place an order. The ordering app says that it would take 30 minutes since it wasn't really close to the hotel.
"Oh, it might take 30 minutes, do you still want to eat pizza?" Dream says.
"Yeah, it's fine."
Dream places the order and goes to sit next to George on the bed. There's some space between them so Dream scoots closer. So close that their legs are practically touching each other. George lets out a small laugh.
"You're so close" George says with a small grin.
"Have you seen all those videos of us on twitter?" Dream says with a grin," their going crazy about us!"
"No, I haven't used my phone up until now, "George says" but I have seen the video of you kissing Karl."
George had this serious but not mad look on his face. Dream felt nervous. Kisses aren't really intimate, he thought, so he wouldn't think a kiss with one of his friends would be weird. He was wearing a mask as well, so it wouldn’t count.
"Oh, yeah it was just a small peck," Dream says after a moment.
"Did you like it?" George says. Dream notices that he said it quietly, but he was able to make out what he said.
"Uh, I don't know? I was wearing a mask,” Dream replies, "Either way, I don't think it's weird to kiss your friends. Or more like I don't think kisses are sexual." He looks at George. George looks down and starts to play with his fingers.
"So, if we were to kiss, it would just be normal," George says, pulling away from his fingers and looking at Dream.
"Uh, yes- or actually, no?"
"Yes, or no?"
"No," Dream said shyly, looking back at George.
"How is it different for us?" George said, staring at Dream, “I'm curious.”
"It just is, I don't know." Dream said, looking away. He wasn't going to out himself here. He had already messed up by acting so clingy.
George tugs lightly at Dream's shirt, "How is it different?"
Dreams not sure what to say. He wishes he could do more stuff with George, more intimate than a kiss. But he's not sure how he's supposed to respond to George without exposing his true feelings. Dream decides to take back what he said about it being different for them.
"Okay it's not different for us" Dream says, turning to look at George.
George glances at Dream's lips, "So it wouldn't be weird if we kissed? It would just be a kiss with the homies?" George grins slightly.
Dream returns a glance at George's lips, "Yeah it wouldn't be weird." He says looking up from George's lips. George inches closer, Dream notices and starts to pull closer to him. Dream and George are so close right now that Dream pulls George in and kisses him.
Dream and George did the same thing the first time they met; except they didn't finish the kiss. This time they were able to finish that kiss. Dream gave George a small kiss on his mouth and then released him. They both sit, somewhat taken aback. Dream wants to continue the kiss, but he wants to know if George is fine with it. He doesn't want to ruin their friendship even more.
"Can we kiss…" Dream says, "even more?"
George nods.
Dream pulls George in and they start to kiss even more. Dream licks George's lips as if he's asking him to open them. George parts his lips and Dream inserts his tongue. George gives a small moan and pulls himself closer to Dream by putting his hands on Dream's hands. Dream takes his time to search through George's mouth with his tongue. George sighs into the kiss. Dream had lost his patience and pulled George so they were both laying on the bed. George scoots over to the back of the bed and sits with his back to the wall. Dream crawls over to him and kisses his neck. Dream licks his neck trying to take in the taste of George's skin. George inhales sharply once Dream starts biting his skin lightly and sucking it between the bites. George gives out a small moan. Dream wants to hear more of his voice so he moves down his neck and starts to suck at his collarbone.