Dream was blushing.

Hesitating.

Should he take Georges hand?

Or was that not okay?

What would George think of him?

Would he like holding hands?

The fun fair around them was loud and colourful and Dream was sure no one would notice if he'd just take Georges hand.

Well, except for George.

And well, that was the problem.

And then Georges hand brushed up against his and his heart nearly exploded.

With wide eyes he starred at the ground, blushing, internally screaming.

"Dream, look!", George suddenly exclaimed, pointing at a teddy bear that hung in one of the game booths they passed, "It's blue!"

Dream looked at him fondly, while George walked towards the booth.

"I need that teddy, you don't understand", the brunette said and Dream smiled.

This was his opportunity.

"I'll win it for you", he said and his heart jumped when he saw Georges smile.

He asked the owner of the booth what he needed to do for the bear and he said: "Knock over that tower of cans over there, you have three tries."

Dream knew these games were rigged, but he wanted George to be happy and maybe he would hold his hand.

His first throw knocked over half of the tower, second one taking down another can, leaving two of them.

"Last one", the guy said, "You're having a good run" "You should be ready to hand over that bear", Dream said, confident in his abilities and knowing the perk of his height in a game like this.

He could exactly see where he needed to hit the bottom can, so they'd both fall over.

So he aimed, threw and hit the cans knocking them both off the board.

"You're the first one today, kid", the old man said, getting him the teddy bear.

"It was fun, thank you", Dream said, handing the teddy bear over to George, "Here you go"

"Thank you", George replied, looking at the bear happily. They continued their way over the fair and ended up at the ferris wheel.

"Two tickets please", Dream said and followed George into the queue and later into their capsule.

The sun was setting and Dream looked down at their hands, only inches away from each other, while George looked out the window.

He hesitated again, blushed at the thought and even more at his actions, when he slowly inched his way to Georges fingertips.

Curiously George looked at Dream, then at their fingers that barely touched.

He smiled shyly and moved his hand closer.

Dream could feel a tingling sensation where their fingers met and with new confidence he put his hand on top of Georges, gently.

"Is that okay?", he asked, meeting Georges soft gaze. George leaned closer, nodded, while blush painted his face a light pink.

Suddenly the wheel stopped.

The capsule swinging a bit back and forth with the small impact.

Just enough to make them get a little closer.

Dream could hear his own heartbeat, when he leaned in just close enough to make Georges breath hitch.

"Is- Is this okay too?", the blonde asked and George replied with a soft: "Yes"

Dreams free hand carefully touched Georges cheek, thumb running over the freckles on his skin.

"Are you gonna kiss me?", George asked, voice had already lost it's bite, "Or are you gonna stare at me all day?"

"I really wanna do both.", Dream confessed.

"Then kiss me first, cause I can't take the wait", the brunette whispered and only a few seconds later their lips met.

Soft and shy, Dream kissed him. Once, twice and eventually a third time.

"I like you a lot", Dream then whispered and George smiled with a blush still dusting his cheeks. "I figured."

He gently kissed Dream again. "I like you a lot too", he replied and Dream smiled.

"That's cool", he said and George giggled. "Yeah, it's pretty awesome"