George woke up snuggled in a white comforter and furrowed deep in fluffy pillows with the sun shining through the curtains. He stretched and sat upright, confused on how he had gotten there.
𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?
George realized that Dream must've carried him here. The thought of that made George blush furiously, causing his hands to cover his face. Then, he heard a soft knock at the door.
"May I come in?" It was Dream.
"S-sure." George's cheeks were still a bit pink, but he was sure Dream wouldn't notice nor mind.
The door made a soft click, and Dream walked in. He looked tired.
"Goodmorning, Georgie." He said in a morning voice
George always got butterflies when Dream called him nicknames. Actually, he just got butterflies every time he saw him.
"Goodmorning, Dreamie. How did you sleep?"
Dream sat on the bed criss-crossed, and looked at him. "I slept great, but probably not as great as you, falling asleep on my shoulder." George looked down, trying to hide the fact his cheeks were flushed, hot to the touch.
Dream smirked. "Also, is my shoulder comfortable? Just asking someone that might know."
𝘔𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬
George gripped the bed sheets, his heart pounding against his chest. "Y-yes it's very comfortable." George realized what he had said and looked up in alarm. "I- I mean no!..I think."
Dream laughed. "Whatever you say, simp."
George froze. "..What did you just call me-?"
"Simp. What are you gonna do about it?" Dream smirked even more.
𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨
George quickly got out of the bed and started chasing Dream through his house.
"GOGY I'M SORRY! WE CAN WORK THIS OUT VIOLENCE-FREE!" Dream screamed while sprinting. "GEORGE I'M SORRY PLEASE!"
Dream was faster than him, but he tripped on his carpet, causing him to fall, but with a soft landing. George was behind him, and tripped on Dream, making him fall on top of him. They both laid there for a moment, shocked.
Then, Dream smirked. "Woah Georgie, slow down. We're not even dating and you're already falling for me!"
George sat up and started playfully punching Dream meanwhile blushing, although Dream just laughed at him.
"Oh Georgie, you're so cute.." He said in almost a mumble, although being loud enough for George to hear.
Sorry this was hella short and boring— I'm posting chapter 6 in like a little bit or something idk because it's also short so it'll be like a full chapter split up idk lmao- also sorry I lied about yesterday saying I'd post like 3 chapters. I got lazy with all of the font stuff and just went to sleep lmao