"I love you, Dream"

The words the blonde heard over and over.

It didn't stop, just Georges voice, confessing his feelings over and over again.

And despite of how odd it felt to just hear his voice, Dream felt good. He could feel himself smiling and felt his heart race.

"I love you too, George", he mumbled, "I love you too"

He tried to move in the space he found himself in when he suddenly fell out of his bed. "Jesus", he mumbled and held his head as he yawned. "You love me?", he suddenly heard Georges voice. He jumped, shot around and saw George standing in the doorframe. He looked disgusted.

"It was a bit. I can't believe you'd be so stupid and actually fall in love.", George said, "I feel so disgusted by you. How could you ruin this friendship?" "George, I-", Dream felt his eyes brimming with tears, "I didn't- I-" "No, you know what I don't want to talk to you anymore. I'm gonna move out. I should've never come here. I should've burned the visa the second I got it", George said and as he started closing the door, Dream stood up to run after him.

"Don't go! George, don't leave me!", he yelled as the door fell into the lock. He opened it with shaking hands ran after George.

"George, please! Let's talk about this! George!", he shouted, walking into Georges room. He reached out to hug the brunette, begging for him to stay, when George suddenly fell apart like dust, as soon as his fingertips touched skin. "No!", he yelled in panic, breath startled and hitching until-

"No, George!", he jolted awake, looked around frantically. He slowly calmed himself, sank back into the sheets and whispered to himself. "Just a dream. It was just a dream."

Suddenly the door shot open and George looked at him out of breath. "What? Did something happen?", he asked and looked at Dream concerned, "I heard you scream"

Dream looked at him unsure, up and down, before he asked: "Are- Are you real?"

"What? Of course I am", George said and slowly walked up to him when he saw that Dream had tears all over his cheeks and pure fear in his eyes.

He reached out to him, to gently hug him, when Dream shied away quickly. "You're gonna fall apart again", Dream suddenly said and George tilted his head to the side. "What? Dream, I won't fall apart. What do you mean?", he asked, while Dream had started crying again. "I don't want you to leave", he sobbed, "I don't want to loose you"

"You won't loose me, you're not making any sense", George said and reached out, finally getting a hold on Dreams face, wiping away a few tears, "I won't leave you, after it took so long to get here."

Dream continued sobbing, carefully leaned closer to hug George, not fully convinced that he was actually awake.

George held him, gently ran his fingers through Dreams messy curls and whispered: "I think you just had a very bad dream"

"Promise you won't leave?", Dream whispered back and George nodded.

"I promise.", he replied, "I love being with you too much to leave"

"George, I don't want you to hate me", Dream sobbed and held tighter onto him. "Dream, I just said I loved being around you. I can assure you, that I don't hate you", George replied and pulled the blanket over Dreams body when he noticed how much he was shaking, "That dream really messed with you, didn't it?" "You said you were disgusted by me, for catching feelings for you and then you said you should've never come to America and that you should've burned the visa and that you would leave and then you walked away and when I tried to hug you, you turned to dust", Dream spoke so quickly, George barely caught what he said, but one thing was loud and clear.

"You caught feelings for me?", he asked softly and Dream tensed up. "Please don't leave, I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry", he started apologizing profusely, "Please don't leave me, I don't wanna feel alone again. George, please don't leave-" "Dream", George gently tilted his head to meet his eyes and wiped the tears. He smiled softly and kissed Dreams forehead. "It's okay. I have feelings for you too", he said and watched as Dream searched for this being a lie.

George sighed and kissed him. "I mean it", he whispered against Dreams lips, smiled as the blonde blushed and looked down shyly.

"That's nice", he mumbled and smiled and George chuckled. "Yes, it is", he replied and kissed him again after seeing Dream looking at his lips hesitantly.

Dream blushed even more and softly George said: "You can kiss me whenever you want"

"So all the time?", Dream asked and George giggled. "Yeah, sure", he said and Dream looked at him fondly. "Okay"