779 Miles Apart

I'll See You Again

He heard George groan. "I just woke up from a nap," he replied. "I fell asleep at my desk somehow."

"You fell asleep at your desk? How is that even possible?"

"I don't know," George replied. "Maybe I passed out again or something."

Dream laughed slightly. "Yeah, maybe," he said.

Their laughter died off slowly and they were both quiet. Dream knew they were both thinking the same things. I want you.

"How are you doing?" Dream asked.

"I'm okay," George replied. "No alcohol this time, I'm not sure why I even did last time. Kind of embarrassing, if you ask me."

Dream laughed again. "Everyone copes in different ways I guess," he said. "Yours is just a terrible way."

"How do you cope?" George asked.

Dream thought for a moment. "I usually cry a lot," he said. "Sometimes I just go for long drives. I turn into a big sulky baby and lounge around for a while until someone comes around and forces me to start functioning again."

"Poor Sapnap," George chuckled.

"At least he didn't have to fly across the world to stop me from destroying my liver," Dream pointed out.

He didn't have to be there to know George's cheeks had turned pink. "It happened one time, okay? It's not going to happen again," he said.

"Good, otherwise next time I fly out there to stop you I'm taking you back with me so you can't do it again," Dream said, though he wanted to do that anyways.

George was on the same train of thought. "Maybe I should do it again then," he noted.

Dream smiled weakly. "There's healthier ways to get here," he said. "Try one of those first."

He could hear George's heavy sigh. "I just want to be with you and Sapnap again," he said quietly.

"I know, I want you to be here, too," Dream replied. "You'll be moving out here with us before you know it. The Dream Team will finally be together."

"I can't wait," George said.

"Well, it's in your hands, George," Dream told him, petting Patches gently. "When you're ready, you can make the move whenever you want, okay?"

"I shouldn't move in yet," George said, though he sounded disappointed. "A little bit of us being a thing will be good for us before we decide to try and live together. I want to make sure this is going to work first."

Dream understood what he was saying, but at the same time he knew nothing could ever change between him and George. Out of all the people on this planet, he'd never felt this way about anyone except for George. George was everything.

"I understand," Dream said. "We can do that."

"In the meantime," George's tone brightened a little bit. "I kinda want to mess with everyone."

"What do you mean?"

He heard George's keyboard clicking. "I mean like, keep everyone questioning," he explained. "We're dating, but no one knows except the me, you, Sapnap, and Wilbur. I think we should just continue to be dating and change nothing on and off stream but just never tell anyone we're dating and avoid the question."

Dream wheezed. "They're going to hate us," he managed. Poor Patches was getting irritated from Dream moving around a lot and decided to try her luck with Sapnap instead, leaving Dream alone in the room.

George laughed. "I know, but I think it would be funny," he said.

"Okay, yeah, sure," Dream agreed, still cooling down. "We're dating on and off stream but no one knows."

"Just wait til they find out DreamNotFound is canon," George said.

"DreamNotFound-" George suddenly burst out laughing, cutting Dream off. "What's so funny?"

"I - I just realized," Dream wasn't sure how long it had been since he'd heard George laugh this hard. "Our real life names put together-" he broke off cracking up again, unable to finish his sentence. Dream could piece it together though.

"Our real names? George and Clay?" Dream repeated, thinking. "Gay-" he wheezed, his hand slapping down on his desk.

It took a while for them to finally cool down. Dream had actual tears in his eyes that he had to wipe away and his stomach ached from laughing so hard and for so long. It had never crossed his mind to put George and Clay together for some reason.

"I need to go let out my dog," George said. "I'll call you later."

"Okay, love you," Dream said.

"Love you, bye," George said, and the call ended.

Dream placed his phone on his desk and leaned back in his chair. He stared at his computer screen for a moment, then turned his chair around to face his bed. He couldn't help but smile like a dork. Even though they weren't together physically in that moment, Dream could finally say George was his.

It was a warm reminder to him that everything would be okay in the end, and if it wasn't okay then it wasn't the end.