#dnffanfic

Also, I realized that I never clarified lol but the au is still in the works. Me and wolfy decided we’d like to wait until the fic is finished before we start posting it. As for the estimated length, I’d put it at 50k+ words rn. Even tho it’ll take longer to write, you guys will get a much more thorough story and juicier scenes hehe. Good things come to those who wait.

"You're stupid," George says into the dumb phone. He hates having to talk this way, like they've regressed three years and he still hasn't seen Dream's face. "Just come home."

"'Just come home,' he says," Dream teases, but George can hear the underlying tension in it. Dream misses being here too. George can tell. He can always tell. "I told you to come with me."

"It's your family," George says, like that's any kind of argument. Truth be told, Dream did invite him. Dream begged him to come. If it was just Dream's immediate family, George would have gone. But it wasn't just them--it was cousins and great aunts and second cousins and people George doesn't know, that Dream barely knows, and he--he didn't want to do all that. He's just Dream's... boyfriend.

Ugh, the word still makes him cringe. Sure, he likes being in a relationship with Dream. He likes ordering him around and rewarding Dream with kisses and more, but the word "boyfriend" is so... juvenile.

"You're my family," Dream says and George's stupid heart starts beating fast. Every time Dream says shit like that it's like he's shocking George's poor heart. "I would have liked the rest of my family to know, like, that I chose you to be my family."

"Dream," George says, unsure where he's going with that.

"I wish you were here," Dream says, voice going low and soft like it does when he's really earnest. "I wish my boyfriend was here."

"You know I hate that word," George says, trying to deflect the seriousness of the conversation with humor. "It's so cringey."

"Well, then be my husband instead," Dream says easily, like that's the simple solution and not absolutely buckwild.

"Or," Dream says when George doesn't respond because he's too busy making sure he hasn't passed out from holding his breath, "is that too cringey too?"

"No," George says, and then panics when he hears how that sounds. "I mean, no, it's not too cringey. It's... it's... yeah, okay."

Dream laughs loud and with palpable relief. "'Yeah, okay,' he says."

"What did you want me to say?" George asks, laughing along with him now.

"No, no, that's--that's perfect," Dream says. "You're perfect."

"I know," George reminds him. "But I still can't be husband yet."

"Yeah, you'll have to be 'fiance' for now," Dream says with the tone of someone commiserating over bad news. George hates him. George loves him desperately.