the birthday

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Dream woke up to the annoying sound of his alarm. Why was it even ringing, he couldn't remember anything that he had to wake up for. He took the phone and glanced at it. 00:01 am. And then he remembered why it was so important to wake up. George's birthday. 

He got up and walked towards George's room. It was on the other side of the house so it took him quite a while to get there. He knocked at the door and then slightly opened it to see the smaller boy sitting on his gaming chair supposedly editing a video. "Georgieee", Dream whispered. George looked up. "Hey", he said in a quiet voice "What is it?"

"Oh my god George, are you pretending to not know what I'm doing here", Dream asked and chuckled. George looked confused for a second but then he realised and smiled slightly. "IT'S YOUR SPECIAL DAY GEORGE!!!", Dream shouted. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY". George started laughing at Dream's excitement. "Yes it is", George said. "Thank you"

"Get up", Dream said dominatingly. "W-why?", George asked and sounded little bit nervous but still getting up because Dream said so and he trusted Dream that much. "So I can give a hug to my birthday boy", Dream said and hugged George against his chest. He ruffled the smaller boy's hair and stroke his back with his other hand. "Why was there a 'my' in that sentence", George asked. "Because you are", Dream answered hugging George even tighter. Then he backed out and cupped Georges head in his hands. "You are my most beautiful boy in the world", Dream said knowing damn well he was making George flustered. "Like you have more of them?", George said but made it a question. Their friendly discussion had once again turned into flirting. 

"George Henry Davison, you know damn well you are the only one I adore", Dream said and stared right at his boy's beautiful brown eyes. Then his gaze shifted to his lips, but he knew he wasn't allowed to kiss him. Not until George would give him a permission. Dream liked George like crazy, but he didn't want to make the British boy feel uncomfortable. 

"I have a gift for you", Dream said and George chuckled. "Okay, give it to me then"

"You have two options, okay?", Dream said. George looked a bit confused so Dream decided to explain. "You could either have this one really cool thing I bought for you", Dream said and then a half-smirk rose on his face. "Or...?", George asked knowing already what this was about to be about. "I could give you kiss", Dream said, still smirking, but now also blushing a bit. "Mhm", George said trying to look like he had to think about it. "I don't think so", he replied with a smile. "What's that supposed to mean?", Dream asked but it was clear he was still the dominant one of the two. "It means that you're not getting a kiss", George said and jumped on his bed. 

Dream considered jumping on top of the smaller boy to cuddle some more, but resisted the urge. George looked so cuddly. He had stayed up to edit while Dream had slept. George looked tired. He definitely didn't look like it was his birthday. His eyes were almost shut and hair was messed up. "Did you sleep at all last night?", Dream asked and George shook his head. "You know Sapnap always sets the air conditioning too hot", George replied. "Oh I forgot you share the ac, well sucks to be you then", Dream said and they both laughed. 

"Can I have my gift now", George said when they had been laughing for a good while. "The package or the kiss?", Dream asked making George flustered. "The package please", George said. "Just a second", Dream said and basically run to his room to get the package. He returned with a box that was not very well wrapped. "You're welcome", Dream said and George looked surprised. For once Dream was actually being serious. "Oh wow, you're being serious for once", he said and Dream chuckled a bit. "Just open the gift already", Dream said and made a couple of excited jumps. 

"Let's see", George said and started to unwrap the present. It was a box, a small black box and George started to wonder what it was. Dream looked so excited that George almost thought it was a prank gift. Almost. When he opened the box, he was left speechless for a few second. "You don't like it?", Dream said. "Dream, these are amazing", George said and you were almost able to see his excitement. Dream felt relieved that George had liked his gift. "Put them on", he encouraged. They were sitting on George's bed. "No", George said knowing very well Dream wouldn't give up until he put the colorblind glasses on. "Do it", Dream said. "Fineee". 

Dream put on the lights so that when it was George's first time seeing colors, he would at least see them properly. "These are amazing, wow, you really see everything so...vibrantly?", George was so excited that it almost melted Dream's heart. "You're adorable", Dream said. 

"What?", George asked and was brought back from his not-colorblind-anymore-dreams. "I said you are adorable", Dream said again and once again he had a smirk on his face. "And what is that supposed to mean?", George asked in a tone that he was definitely flirting back. "Whatever you want it to mean", Dream said with an innocent smile. Now they were looking at each others' eyes. 

"Dream, you know what, you have really pretty color of eyes. And now you gave me the ability to see them", George said and turned Dream's face towards the light so he could see them better. "That was probably the most romantic and least sarcastic thing that has ever come out of your mouth", Dream said and let George still hold his face with his hand. He kept it there for just a little bit too long. And then George looked flustered again. "Sorry-I", George tried to explain, but Dream silenced him by placing his hand on his mouth. "Don't apologize. Your hand feels nice against my face, we should do that more often". That left George speechless. Of course they had been flirting before, as a joke. But it didn't feel like a joke anymore. It was almost like Dream actually had feelings for him. George wasn't sure whether he liked that or not. But at the same time it felt safe and so right. Dream felt safe. 

"Dream", George whispered now. "You know you gave me two options for a gift", he continued with a low voice. Dream heard the nervousness in his voice. "Can I maybe claim both?", George asked so quietly Dream was barely able to hear it. George was blushing more he had ever before and Dream noticed that. "Yes", he whispered right into the smaller boy's ear knowing he sent shivers down his spine. Then he cupped George's face into his hands and connected their lips. The kiss deepened and went on longer and longer. George was the first to snap back into reality. 

"What am I doing", he asked more himself than Dream. "What the fuck am I doing, and why did I like that". Then he realised Dream was also in the room. Looking at George's gay panic with a smirk on his face. "Did I make you question your sexuality?", Dream asked and George panicked even more. "Dream I- uh- I'm sorry", George said quietly but Dream was able to pick it up. "Don't apologize. I wanted to do that anyway. Now I know you taste way better than anyone else I've kissed", Dream said and when George still couldn't say anything he continued "I don't think I'll be kissing other people from now on. They won't be competition to you"

"Dream", George said finally and Dream understood something was wrong. "I'm sorry, this is so wrong and I know I asked for it, and I really wanted to kiss you, but I'm kind of very confused right now because I wasn't supposed to like that, but I did. You are a good kisser Dream", George said and Dream adored the way he said his name. "Want a new round", he asked and George nodded. "Yes please", he said and was this time the one to connect their lips. Dream tasted sweet and the deepened kisses sent butterflies down his spine into his stomach. Minutes or hours later they backed up and realised they should probably go sleep. "You can sleep here tonight", George said and tapped the bed beside him. "I'll cuddle you", Dream  said and they fell asleep like that. George pressed against Dream's chest and Dream's hands in George's hair. George's arms were around Dream and right before falling asleep he pressed a little peck onto Dream's cheek. 

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