âSweet Creatureâ
pairing: dreamnotfound
rating: pg-13
genre: fluff with a very tiny bit of angst
word count: 970
warning: a small make out scene, mentions of sex
summary: george wakes up on a saturday morning and hears dream singing in the shower
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As George wipes the sleep from his eyes, he can hear the slight pitter-patter of water coming from the bathroom. Sitting up slowly, he holds a hand to his head, and looks around only to notice that Dream isnât in bed. Figuring he must be in the shower, George pulls on a robe and heads into the kitchen. As he opens the fridge, he can hear Dream's angelic voice coming from the bathroom.
Sweet creature, had another talk about where itâs going wrong
George smiles quietly to himself as he imagines him in the shower, loosely holding the shower head, singing into it. His boyfriend swaying to the beat of his own voice.
But weâre still young
Georgeâs heart warms, knowing that he loved Dream as much as Dream loved him. He was the light in his life and George couldnât imagine life without him.
We donât know where weâre going but we know where we belong
Singing along happily, George makes two mugs of coffee for when Dream comes out of the shower. Just as Dream makes it to his favorite part, the water turns off and George can hear him humming softly as he walks into your bedroom. He frowns a little. George grabs their mugs and takes it into the bedroom where Dream is getting ready. When George gets closer, he hears Dream still singing, so he sings along.
âAnd oh, we started, Two hearts in one home.â George quietly sings behind him as he sets his mug down.
Dream turns around smiling warmly as he sings to George, âItâs hard when we argue, weâre both stubborn, I know.â
George looks up at him longingly, smiling as he listens to his heavenly voice.
âSweet creature, sweet creature, wherever I go, you bring me home.â They sing in unison as Dream pulls the shorter boy into a soft hug.
âGood morning Gogy, how was your sleep?â Dream asks sweetly, kissing his forehead.
âIt was the best sleep Iâve had in a while, but honestly, nothing was better than waking up to your beautiful voice,â George answers, almost whispering.
Dream pulls away to fix his hair in the other mirror across the room. George places his mug down and starts walking towards him slowly.
âClay, I love you so so so much, and no one in this universe makes me feel the way you do,â He starts, standing behind Dream as heâs facing the mirror.
He could hear his heart pounding in his ears as he gets down on one knee. He reaches into his robe to grab a small box, âand thatâs why I want to spend the rest of my life with you.â
âGeorge, whatâre you tal-â Dream starts, turning around to see him, âWait, no, are you serious?â
âNo?â
âWait, no, yes, I mean no, I donât mean no,â he stutters, pulling the smaller up by his elbow slowly.
George feels tears welling in his eyes and he starts to walk away, âActually, you know what? Just forget I asked, Iâm sorry. Do you want eggs or anyth-â
âGeorge, I love you too, my family loves you, my friends love you,â he states, pulling out a box identical to yours, Dream laughs lightly, âI just wanted to ask you first, thatâs all.â
Tears flow freely down Dreamâs cheeks as the older boy walks back towards him, âWait, are you serious? Of course, Iâll marry you.â
George jumps onto him wrapping his arms and legs around him like a koala, crying into Dreamâs broad shoulder. Dream puts a hand on his waist, signaling George to come down. He gently sets his feet down, arms still resting on the nape of Dreamâs neck. Dream reaches a hand down to the older boyâs cheek, rubbing his thumb across it to wipe the tears away. He lean into Dreamâs hand, closing his eyes and humming with satisfaction. Dream pulls him close, hand still on Georgeâs waist. He opens his eyes and leans in closer until Dreamâs face is inches away from yours.
âI love you so much,â Dream whispers, lips brushing against Georgeâs, eyes boring into him.
Dream pulls George into him, their soft lips cradling each otherâs. Georgelean into the kiss, seemingly closing the distance between their two bodies even more. Shivering as Dream's hand runs up and down his spine, pressing softly.
They pull away after what feels like hours, George smiling up at Dream, practically beaming, âI love you, Clay.â
âI love you too,â Dream pauses before smiling brightly, âMr. WasTaken.â
George swats his arm, âHey! Not yet, and also we havenât told anyone, I want to send a mass email,â rubbing his hands together in preparation as he walks towards his computer.
Dream grabs his wrist tenderly, twirling you into his big arms, âWhy canât we just tell people tomorrow,â he basically whines, staring at George with a small pout.
âFine, youâre right,â He raises his hands in defeat, âThen what are we doing today?â
Dream leads him, taking his hand in his, towards the bed, smiling cutely.
âHuh? You want to have engagement sex?â George cocks his head, confused as to why his fiancee has taken him to their bedroom.
âNo I-,â Dream shakes his head. âJust come on, climb up,â he says, crawling onto the bed.
âOkay fine,â George hops into his lap, âSo? Whatâs the pla-â
Dream pulls him down into the bed, wrapping George in his embrace, âThis.â
âThis?â
âYes âthisâ, stay in, cuddle all day, letâs do it please George, my schedule is clear today and so is yours,â Dream asks dreamily.
âYeah okay, letâs do it, why not? Weâre free anyway,â George shrugs, nuzzling deeper into his fianceeâs neck.
âHey, Mr. WasTaken, I canât wait to spend the rest of my life with you.â
âI canât wait either, Mr. WasTakenâ






















