#raspberry acres

“Are you thinking of that song Dream recorded earlier?”, Sapnap asked and pushed himself up a little so he could smile down at George. The youngest was in the middle of the three.

“Yeah. Dream, can you sing it again?”. Dream scrunched up his nose at the idea, still staring up at the sky.

“I don’t have my guitar out here.”, he whined.

“Please?”, George asked quietly, in the most unfair way. Sapnap settled back down on the blanket they all shared.

“…Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home. Supper on the table, then I eat me a bite. Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight. A little bit of me and you doin’ all right. A little bit of life…”, Dream trailed off and cringed, already feeling what was about to happen. Sapnap and George burst into giggles.

As much as they teased him, he couldn’t live without this. Their little hysterical giggles floating around the wispy black night. Dream’s chest panged with affection. His idiots.

Sapnap had definitely chosen the wrong spot to lay, though. Dream quickly rolled over on top of him and slipped his hands up his shirt. Before Sapnap could react, he was tickling his sides. The younger squealed and twisted as much as he could.

“Brat.”, Dream muttered.

Sapnap threw his head back and burst out laughing. He tugged on Dream’s arms, but his strength was nothing against him.

George sat up, full of giggles. Dream flashed him a sneaky grin before jumping his hands up to Sapnap’s ribs to make him scream.

“I’m sorry!”, he cried.

In a flash, Dream tackled George down next. The smaller boy screamed in terror and started thrashing like his life was in danger. They ended up with George face down in the grass with Dream straddling his back. George pushed himself up, but Dream slipped his hands under his shirt and wedged his hands into his armpits. George crashed back down to the grass, shrieking with laughter.

“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!!!”.

~•~

It took a minute for everyone to calm down, but it wasn’t long before they were back on the blanket and snuggling like Dream hadn’t just turned on both of them. He was laid in the middle with his arms behind his head. Both boys laid on either side of him and let their heads rest on his broad chest.

Dream hummed softly; the song stuck in his head. It wasn't exactly like the usual songs he covered on his YouTube channel, but the wording had been caught in his head for months before he recorded it today. It was bouncy and made him want to drag George and Sapnap out dancing. Force them to dress up in cute outfits so he could show them off to the others in town.

It’s not like they never left the farm together…but it was rare. Sapnap was the only one to venture into town regularly; going to church every Sunday morning. A few times now they’ve taken their dog Parches to the vet and they’ve never been questioned about the three male names on the forms.

It wasn’t like they were hiding their relationship, but surely it wouldn’t be smart for them to be so brazenly poly in their country town? This was Texas after all. It could be fine. It could.

Dream sighed gently and looked down at the two heads laid against his chest. It's not like he cared what others thought. More than anything, he just didn’t want to bring any unnecessary negativity into this great thing they had. It had taken so much work and painful time to finally be together. George especially had struggled, stuck in England for so long while Dream and Sapnap were here.

He zoned out for a bit as he fought off the sad memories trying to worm their way to the front of his mind.

~•~

“I want a kiss, please.”, Dream said. That would clear his mind.

Sapnap and George both whipped around and knocked their heads together.

“Hey!”, George shouted.

“Move! I’m gonna kiss him first!”, Sapnap pushed George. Dream giggled as they wrestled almost completely on top of him. It hurt a little, but they were too stupid and silly for it to matter.

“I want to kiss him!”, George yelled and then grabbed Sapnap into a headlock. The both tumbled to the ground in a fit of giggles.

Dream’s laughter boomed out of him and into the darkness of the night. It stunned the other two; the sound.

“Idiots…”, he giggled. George and Sapnap crowded him quickly and smothered him in love together.

~•~

“You’re insane.”, George huffed. His face was beat red and he refused to look at either of them, or the outfit Dream was holding out to him.

“It’s just for us! No one else will see!”, Sapnap insisted. “It would be so cute!”.

“I don’t understand why you guys even want to see me dressed like that.”, George hid his blushing face in both of his hands. Dream and Sapnap grinned at each other excitedly.

See, George was stubborn. Very. So him even staying in the same room as them after making the suggestion was telling. He wasn't saying ‘no’. He was just flustered.

Dream handed the outfit to Sapnap and slid up behind George.

“Baby, you’re so pretty for us. Let us dress you up, okay?”, Dream purred the words right underneath George’s ear. The flustered boy shivered.

“This is so embarrassing…”, George whispered into his hands.

“You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”, Dream nosed against George’s sensitive neck.

George was afraid his legs would give out. Before he could turn to jelly, he broke away with an angry huff.

“Fine!”.

~•~

George thought he was embarrassed before. Dream and Sapnap’s faces when he had walked out of the bedroom in the ridiculous outfit had set loose a flock of butterflies in his stomach. They coo’ed over him as they walked together through the farm. George couldn’t bring himself to smile as he posed for the endless pictures, but Dream and Sapnap’s praise let him know that was fine. He wondered if his blush would ever fade at this point.

“So, I’m your cowgirl?”, George asked.

“No. More like our…femboy cowboy.”, Sapnap decided. George choked.

He didn’t hate it…

But Dream and Sapnap didn’t need to know that.

The jean shorts were short and tight. The plaid red top was tied across his chest, leaving his tummy on display. He had a cowboy hat dangling down his back with a string around his neck and cowboy boots that went up to his knees.

George felt pretty. Actually, he felt hot. And embarrassed. And vulnerable. It was a strange mixture of being dressed up like he was nothing but a doll or toy, but admired so sweetly. He often found himself feeling that way when it came to his two boyfriends.

Only Dream and Sapnap can find that sweet spot for George. Where he can still completely trust them even when trying things that scared him or left him ungrounded. George would do things with the sole purpose of making the other two happy, but always found himself happy too.

George hopped up on the fence. He closed his eyes, tilted his head, and smiled sweetly. He was kicking his legs softly and holding himself up straight with his hands gripping the fence on either side of him. If he was going to be fawned over, he might as well put on a show. Still, the blush on his cheeks and the fluttering butterflies in his tummy refused to leave.

“You are gorgeous…”, Dream whispered. George giggled.

“So pretty…”, Sapnap nodded. George opened his eyes and waved away the compliments, giggling.

Dream stepped in close and George spread his legs to make room for his body. His giggles calmed quickly and he put his hands on Dream’s large chest. A spark of excitement shot up his spine at the size difference between them. He tapped the heels of his boots against the fence and blushed harder as he waited for Dream to make the first move.

“Mine.”, he whispered before moving in to capture George’s lips. George melted instantly and had to grip Dream’s shirt to avoid collapsing. The kiss was slow and firm, possessive. Dream’s large hands grabbed George by the waist and pulled him closer. The touch to his bare skin made George shiver.

The kiss only lasted a few seconds before Dream pulled away, but George looked like a beautiful mess. He set his eyes on Sapnap and hoped on everything he had that he would kiss him next.

He squeaked as Sapnap rushed in and grabbed his face. The kiss had more energy. George whined and tugged Sapnap’s shirt like he could get him closer.

The love in his heart for both of them was impossible to ignore. It panged in his chest loudly and clawed up his throat, desperate for George to say words he didn’t know how to.

George was breathless when Sapnap pulled out of this kiss. Suddenly, he couldn’t look at them. They made him so weak.

He shrieked as he was suddenly pulled off the fence and spun through the air.

“Dream!”, he cried through a flurry of giggles. In a flash, he was pinned down in the grass. The look in their eyes…he knew that look. “Wait!”.

“Too cute…”, Sapnap murmured as he sank to his knees next to Dream and tickled into George’s bare stomach. He screeched with laughter. Dream coo’ed and kept his arms pinned so Sapnap could have free reign.

George felt like he had been wound up tightly in his embarrassment and now he was unraveling. The playful fingers dancing against his bare skin felt like they were reaching deeper to tease his nerves directly.

Sapnap dove down and nuzzled into his bare stomach, George squealed and kicked up the grass. His skin lit up at the affection and drove hysterical giggles from him.

“Our pretty Georgie.”, Dream teased. “Cute enough to eat.”. Sapnap hummed in agreement, then nibbled across George’s shaky stomach. George screamed. “Jeez, he’s worked up, huh?”.

“Stop! Please, not that! Sapnap!”, George begged shamelessly. He wouldn’t survive.

Sapnap only giggled and grabbed George’s squirmy hips, then went right back to nibbling. The older boy was helpless. He threw his head back and cackled wildly with laughter. The ticklish nibbles attacked his sides and stomach, and there was nothing he could do to stop them.

Again, he felt like a toy. Sapnap pressed a few sweet kisses to his bellybutton and he squealed. Still, he was admired like this. Drowned in love and affection.

A raspberry to his bellybutton had him screaming again and the other two laughed as he scrambled in place uselessly.

He wasn’t going anywhere until they had their fill.

~•~

“Thank you for letting us dress you up, Georgie.”, Dream smiled.

“Whatever.”, George huffed and refused to look at either of them as they walked back to the house together. Sapnap giggled and bumped against Dream.

To anyone looking on, they would probably only see George’s annoyance. But, Dream and Sapnap could feel his love and affection in every eye roll and little stomp of his cowboy boots.

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“Take it from me if you want a t-shirt to sleep in. It’s my favorite, but you can keep it.”. George laughed and covered his face with both hands as Sapnap shoved him playfully. “Looks good baby you should leave it hanging off your shoulders.”, Dream kept singing. He kept the words slower than they were supposed to as he strummed the guitar and watched his two boyfriends play fight at the end of his bed. “Give me them bare feet dancing down the hallway.”, Dream grinned at the yelp George let out as Sapnap grabbed his bare foot and dragged him closer. “Smiling at me, running your finger down the wall. You know what I want, I got what you need. Take it from me.”.

Sapnap dragged George up the bed to Dream and pinned him down with a smirk.

“He does look good in your shirt.”, he said slyly.

“Shut up!”, George squeaked out, already trying to shake off his blush.

“Maybe you should put one on, too.”, Dream leaned over the bed and placed his guitar on the floor carefully. “Even baggier on you.”. Dream and George laughed. “Go get one!”.

“But, I have a George.”, Sapnap pressed George down into the bed and jostled him to make him burst into giggles.

“Give.”, Dream made grabby hands.

Dream wrestled George up and back against his chest.

“Dream!”, he squealed out and laughed as he was manhandled. Sapnap giggled as he dug through Dream’s closet and found a shirt of his own to steal. Dream nuzzled his nose into the back of George’s neck, breathing him in deeply and making the man giggle harder.

~•~

Life had been so warm and cozy, together. Falling into the routine had been easy and only getting better everyday.

Typically Dream would wake up first and tend to the earliest duties; quieting the bustling hens, checking on all the animals, and making sure all the equipment was clean and gassed. Usually before he was done, George or Sapnap would be up looking for him. If it was Sapnap, the younger wanted to help. If it was George, he’d be dragged back inside for breakfast.

At night, they would find ways to have fun together. Most of the time they would record a video for Dream’s YouTube channel. He made slow acoustic covers of country songs he liked. He had a little over five thousand followers that he was extremely happy with. He had written a few songs of his own, but he’s never posted them.

Everyday had been a blessing, really. The three of them had poured everything they had into the farm and it was doing great. It was Summer and the crops they were growing now were raspberries, corn, apples, peppers, and pumpkins. The good pumpkins wouldn’t be ready until the start of fall, but there were always a few cute pumpkin runts that would pop up.

All three of them were proud to have the best raspberries in the country. Every Summer and Fall it gave them the biggest financial boost of the year. It was the only plant the all three of them had experience with before starting the farm. A year ago, George had insisted they grow English raspberries. Dream and Sapnap had compromised by planting a mix of both American and English raspberry seeds. The resulting bushes had the most delicious raspberries any of them had tasted. The majority of their farm was beautiful raspberry bushes for half of the year.

It was easy to name their farm after the first batch gave them such a great yield: Raspberry Acres.

Dream would find himself staring out at their fields and wondering how things could be so perfect. Or was all he wanted. This small little farm life surrounded by his favorite people.

This had always been the plan. Ever since they met online all those years ago.

…Well, the friendship turning to love hadn’t been planned…but that came as naturally as the roosters crowing at dawn and the crickets chirping at dusk.

Dream only had to drive through three states to get to Sapnap, but George was stuck in London waiting for a visa for almost a year before he could join them. It was in that time when Dream and Sapnap were together and George was far away that they figured out why they felt so endlessly drawn together.

In the end, it worked out because when George came home it really was a home. There already being a routine in place really helped the transition.

The warmth and love had already seeped into every surface of the house. The fresh air and laughter of his best friends eased away any hint of doubt.

At least once a day, Dream would sing for them. Sometimes they recorded it for his YouTube channel, but most of the time it was just for them. Dream would say it’s in the name of practice, but George and Sapnap can hear the sweet love tangled in each note.

~•~

Today, it was their anniversary. It had been one year since they welcomed George on to the farm and finally shared their firsts. Sapnap’s first kiss. George’s first serious relationship. Dream’s first time singing in front of real people. A lot of firsts. That first day had flown by so quickly, but Dream was determined to drag out each and every second of their one year anniversary.

“You can’t go back to sleep…”, he whispered into George’s warm ear. The man giggled and shrugged away from the tickly beard and lips.

“But, you’re comfy.”, he whined.

Sapnap turned around and put his hands on his hips, all smiles. His basketball shorts were almost swallowed whole in one of Dream’s old raggedy shirts.

“Beautiful.”, he praised easily. Sapnap laughed and crawled up on the bed. “You both look like you’re mine.”.

“So possessive.”, George tilted his head back and grinned mischievously.

“Yup.”, Dream said back quickly before tugging George roughly to his chest and attacking the spot where his neck and shoulders met with his mouth. He growled playfully and ignored the way George squealed and kicked his legs out.

“Sapnap, help!”, he shrieked through a flurry of giggles.

“Mine mine mine…”, Sapnap growled and invaded George’s space. Sneaky hands grabbed at his sides, making him scream with laughter.

It was always so fun to get him riled up. Dream shook his head against George’s ticklish neck and thought about how they should actually start out each morning exactly like this.

Affection surged in his chest and he switched his playful attack to peppery kisses. George was already far gone; absolutely hysterical with giggles.

“I love you guys so much.”, he said. Sapnap laughed and rolled his eyes as he sat back on his knees and grabbed George’s shaky hands.

“We love you too, Dreamie.”, he shook his head in amusement. “Happy anniversary.”.

“Stop torturing me and I will too…”, George giggled out. He slumped against Dream, a little drunk on all the affection.

Dream wondered if George would say the actual words today, but pushed away the thoughts as he took in the absolutely smitten look on the older’s face. His cheeks were pink and only getting worse, even though the playful tickles had stopped. It didn’t matter, the love for them was so obvious and bright across his face.