"Don't worry, it's still Gogy. You wanted to meet him all those years and now it's finally time.", Sapnap said, while pulling into a parking lot of the Orlando airport.

Dreams hands were sweaty and he was incredibly nervous.

He'd see his best friend for the first time and even though he knew he had barely anything to worry about, he was terrified.

Because for Dream it wasn't only meeting his best friend george, for him it was also meeting the man he fell in love with.

How couldn't he have fallen in love? With all their long conversations and the playful banter, Dream should've seen it coming years ago.

And now? Now he sat in the car, refusing to get out of it, cause he was scared.

And god, he didn't even know what exactly he was scared of.

Was it George seeing him differently? Or was it falling in love even harder? Was he afraid of crying? Or maybe it was just his nerves getting to him?

He didn't know.

"Come on, you can't tell me that you don't wanna hug George the second he comes out of this building."

"I- I do, but I'm nervous. What if he doesn't like me in real life? What if I'm too much? I don't wanna do anything wrong."

Sapnap sighed.

"You know what? I know how you feel, I had the same thing when I met Karl for the first time and we both know how awkward I was, don't be as awkward as me. Just get out of this car, into that airport and be yourself, the way George knows you and you'll be fine."

Dream nodded, rubbed his hands over his jeans and then quickly got out of the car, knowing if he didn't do it now, he'd never do it.

He felt excited and nervous and scared and so many more things all at once, feeling them mix into one big ball of everything his mind had up it's sleeve.

He picked on his fingernails, as he followed Sapnap into the building.

The crowds of people around him made his mind go dizzy and everything felt so incredibly unreal.

It was loud and hot inside the airport, he couldn't believe people actually enjoyed flying and being in the airport buildings.

Suddenly Sapnap nudged his arm and said: "Look who's there"

Dreams eyes searched through the crowds quickly and it didn't even take him half a minute, until he found George between the masses of people.

He felt his eyes tear up and his heart threatened to jump out of his chest, when suddenly George met his eyes.

Everything else was forgotten, all the loud people, the thick air and his nervousness.

George was here. His George, he was in Florida and he was real and Dream couldn't wait to hold him in his arms for the first time ever.

Quickly he walked towards him, leaving Sapnap behind, as the first tears rolled down his cheeks, soaking into the fabric of his mask.

He reached out for George, who had finally realized who he was, and pulled him into a tight hug.

"George", he whispered in tears, arms wrapped around the shorter one holding him close, "You're here, god I can't believe it."

George was silent, but Dream could feel him shaking.

"You're crying too?", he asked and George chuckled and nodded.

Dream smiled, moved one of his hands to rest on the back of Georges head.

For a while they just stood there, crying in joy, enjoying their first ever hug of all time.

Until they heard Sapnap from behind them.

"I mean I don't want to be that guy, but we'll get a ticket, if we don't get to the car in the next five minutes."

The other two looked at him, smiling under their masks, eyes red from the tears.

"Yeah, let's go home", Dream mumbled, looking down at George.

George was incredibly silent and Dream was sure it was because of how overwhelming this must be.

He put an arm around him and pulled him closer.

"I can't believe you're here now."

"Me neither.", George replied and gave him a soft, tired smile.

Dreams heart melted at the sight and he knew he was absolutely right; he was head over heels for his best friend.

At the car he opened the door for George, so he could sit on the backseat.

He then walked around the car and sat next to him.

And when he took off his mask, he could hear George gasp.

Quickly he looked at him, trying to find out what was wrong, but he was just met with wide eyes.

"What?", he asked and George blushed, quickly looked away.

"You're really pretty"

Dream started smiling like an idiot at the compliment.

"Thank you"

"Can you two stop flirting and put your seatbelts on?", Sapnap asked and both of them chuckled nervously, before they put on their seatbelts.

"How was your flight?", Sapnap asked.

"Horrible, I'm never flying transcontinental ever again.", George told them, "The turbulences shook the plane, like violently."

"Well that means you're stuck with us forever.", Dream said.

"That's fine with me", George said and smiled at him.

The first somewhat days Dream was still a bundle of nerves, with a serotonin overdose, but the more George got part of the everyday life, the more comfortable Dream got around him.

"Do you wanna watch the new season Brooklyn Nine-Nine?", Dream asked, leaning in the doorframe of Georges room.

"I need to edit this video, ask Sapnap."

"Sapnap is on the phone with Karl looking for flights. Pleaseeeee, I can edit the video for you later.", Dream proposed and George sighed.

"You're so annoying."

"Is that a yes?"

"Fine."

Dreams face lit up and George couldn't help, but smile. He was cute when he was happy.

"I'll get snacks, just come down whenever you're ready, I'll wait for you!", Dream said and left George, to get downstairs.

About half an hour later, they sat on the sofa, a bag of chips and a pack of cookies on the coffee table, the first episode of the season just about to end, when George leaned against the blonde.

"Are you tired?", Dream asked and George shook his head: "No, just want attention."

Dream chuckled, before asking: "Would cuddles help your attention deficit?"

"It might.", George replied and soon Clay laid down on his chest, cuddling close and smiling at the soft giggles the other let out.

"Better?", Dream asked and George nodded.

"Yeah, it's comfy."

They directed their attention back at the show, laughing whenever one of the characters had said something funny.

But only a few hours later, after they had decided to start another show, George felt how Dream relaxed even more in his arms and when he looked down he saw a sleeping Dream, face squished were it laid on his chest.

He chuckled and right in that moment Sapnap walked in and just wanted to say something, when George shushed him.

"Dream's sleeping."

"Dream is here?", Sapnap asked and stepped closer so he could see past the backrest of the sofa.

The blonde was sleeping soundly on the older ones chest, hands holding onto Georges hoodie.

"Haven't seen or heard him sleep this calmly in months. He really loves you, huh?"

"He does what now?"

George looked at him with wide eyes, blushing furiously.

Sapnaps eyes widened too, before he quickly said: "You know what I mean, dnf and stuff. I'm just kidding."

He laughed too nervous for it to be believable and quickly walked into the kitchen.

George looked down at Clay, heart beating as fast as if it could win a race like this.

Gently he tucked a stray strand of hair behind Dreams ear and he somehow hoped that Sapnap wasn't just kidding.

Suddenly he felt Dream moving, head now on Georges shoulder.

A tired sigh left his lips, as he was quickly all gone again.

George leaned his head against Dreams, while he tugged him closer, one hand tangled in the blonde waves.

He sighed.

"I love you too idiot, why don't you just tell me?"

"Scared", Dream mumbled and if George hadn't felt his jaw moving, he would have thought his brain was playing tricks on him, as Dream hadn't moved in any other way.

"You don't need to be scared of me", George replied.

"I didn't want you to leave, after finally having you here with me. I would have been happy with being silent forever, if that meant keeping you as my best friend."

Dream held on tighter to Georges shirt and sighed. "And why didn't you tell me?"

"I thought there was no way you liked me too, after all the jokes.", George replied quietly.

"And I thought I was too obvious.", Dream mumbled with a smile and George chuckled.

"Well, you weren't."

The blonde pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

"I'm glad we talked about this."

George blushed and smiled like an idiot.

"Me too."

They settled back into the soft pillows and blankets, happy and both feeling home.