(A/N: You all make me so happy :[ )
-----Vibes are still here! I suggest listening to "Girls in Bikinis" by Poppy or "A Kiss" by THE DRIVER ERA. If you can't listen to music while reading because it distracts you, I suggest Clear Skies by Dan Musselman :D-----
They finally arrived at the long highway and looked at the ocean residing underneath, gently brushing against the bridge's pillars, the seagulls squawking far in the distance, the waves crashing against the rocks ever so slightly. They were parked somewhere near, making sure they had everything before they went ahead on the road. As George rummaged through the trunk, recounting everything, his friends threw whatever rocks they could find into the ocean, their tiny brains unable to comprehend that skipping rocks while on a cliff was impossible.
"George, can we go now?"
Karl asked, he was bored out of his mind, leaning against the car as George shut the trunk.
"Yeah, we're good to go."
He smiled, and everyone sighed in relief as they got back in the car and began driving.
The windows were down and the music was kept to a minimum in terms of volume, George was quietly enjoying the view, forcing himself to suppress any verbal forms of excitement in fear that his friends would probably make fun of him if he gasped like a child.
Thing is, they've all seen the bright blue ocean under the partially cloudy sky, but England was a bit... dimmer. He'd never seen anything so beautiful, it was genuinely breathtaking as he stuck his head out, letting the cold breeze cool him off as he enjoyed the view. What he was blissfully unaware of was that all his friends, especially Dream, were looking at him staring out.
They can't help but have a soft feeling in their heart when they see their friend look out at the ocean like it's the most magnificent thing in the world. And Dream can't help it when he stares at George like he's the prettiest thing to have ever existed. Sapnap nudged Dream from the back, getting him to put his focus back on the road.
"Enough of that, loverboy. Don't crash us."
Dream tried defending himself, which ended in both of them bickering along with Karl recording and Quackity siding with Sapnap. George happened to ignore the ruckus behind him, his mind was foggy with excitement.
Soon, he turned around and noticed all of them singing quietly to the song that was barely even hearable, as he turned the volume up, grabbing snacks from where he stored it and handing them out to his friends, they finally began to level with George's own excitement.
While they sang along, George practically screaming, and he seemed more hyped than anyone else, which was a rare sight to see. He'd probably gotten most of the sleep during the ride, considering Dream and Karl kept switching to take naps and not fall asleep on the wheel. Quackity and Sapnap ended up watching movies all night on their phones instead of getting any sort of actual rest in the very back.
Dream watched, a grin on his face as if he'd just been given a billion dollars, his hand snaking onto George's and intertwining them while his boyfriend stayed busy singing his lungs out. He was glad his friends were too tired to care for any signs of physical affection. The other three refused to let Dream do anything touchy to George in fear that they might ruin the trip with their "Love-sick bullshit" as Sapnap said.
George's smile was like a thousand setting suns, his eyes glistened despite there being no light shining on his face, the way his face creased every time he giggled. And don't get Dream started on his giggle, or his harsh laugh every time he got too excited. Or his dry chuckle if he was too tired to put any effort into anything. When his hair was fluffier than normal because he'd just woken up. Or when George found it hard to express his love, so he'd stay on a call for days with Dream on rare occasions if Dream ever ended up being in a tight spot. God, Dream could go on and on about every little thing George did that brightened his day about a million times.
George breathed out heavily, trying to regain his breath as he let out exasperated gasps, happiness was evident in his face, and Dream couldn't help but laugh along. George's laugh was just contagious like that, and despite Sapnap and Quackity weakly trying their hardest to sing in the back, George looked at Dream raising an eyebrow.
"What?"
Questioning why Dream had laughed.
"Nothing."
Dream tried to bring his poker face out but seeing George stare at him from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but blush.
"No, tell me."
He tugged at their intertwined hands and Dream looked at him, his lips compressed tightly to hold down his stupid smile.
"It's just, you look adorable."
George blinked hard, a pout forming on his face as he tried to process it. It was certainly out of the blue, and George never really handled compliments that sounded so sincere to the point where George just might return it. He looked away quickly and bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hold down his smile and not let Dream have the satisfaction of seeing him flustered.
"What? Look at me~"
This time, Dream tugged at their hands, his other hand loosely on the stirring wheel as they had to drive in a straight line without any other car in sight, George finally turned to him, his hands covering his face as he failed to compose himself.
"You look so cute when you try not to."
"Shut up."
George replied, bringing his legs up and curling into a ball as Dream continued to talk, him going back to focusing up ahead.
"Why? It's true, no? You're fucking beautiful."
He hushed, and his voice went soft as he breathed it out. Thankful for his friends that were near to passing out from exuding so much energy.
"Stop that."
"Stop what, hmm?"
Dream asked, a hint of cockiness in his voice.
"You're... being annoying."
He managed to say, covering his face completely and pulling his sweater up to hide his obvious flushed face.
"Come on, you love it."
"No, I don't."
George replied, his head fully immersed in his loose large shirt and only the top of his hair sticking out.
"Really? You don't like it when I compliment you? Don't you like it when I praise you?"
Dream teased, smirking and throwing a slight glance at George who only sent him very threatening vibes, but it was difficult to take him serious when he looked like a Teletubby, all bunched up in his shirt.
"You know, you get really annoying, I wish they would shut you up already."
George sent a snarky comment, obviously referring to his friends in the back who had passed out unknowingly. Dream turned the volume down slightly and chuckled.
"No, you don't. You say that, but you love it, don't you?"
"Stop it..."
George whined some more, shrinking further on the seat and tugging at his hand, his voice was weak and he couldn't hold his smile in.
"You know..." Dream's voice suddenly went low, and when George poked further out, looking at him, he looked serious. "I have a surprise."
"Huh? What is it?"
Dream finally piqued George's interest, him perking up, excited. If he had a tail, it'd probably be wagging a little too fast now.
"Well, if I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, would it?"
George pressed his lips together and pondered for a bit.
"Could I get a hint?"
Then, he saw a smirk appear on his face, and a look in his eyes that was almost too familiar. It was scary, yet entirely too hot.
"I guess we'll find out when we get there, huh? In the meantime, I should tell you... It's not something you can share with the others."
He began rubbing circles with his thumb on George's hand and George felt his heart drop, he couldn't tell the difference between lust or pure fear of Dream.
"I mean-"
Dream turned to look at him, and George felt the hair on his neck rise as he shivered slightly, as a ghostly feeling had just swept over him, and he suddenly felt like in a life-or-death situation.
"I'm sure it's something you'll enjoy though."
Dream let out a dry chuckle as he saw George's adam's apple move from trying to swallow his nervousness and turned back to look at the road. The music was completely deafened now, and only the breeze from the outside and the seagulls in the distance could be heard, including George's pounding heart.
"You seem scared."
Dream let out a light-hearted wheeze while George yanked his hand away and curled to the other side so he wouldn't be face Dream out of embarrassment. But his boyfriend was unphased from being ignored, he let out a long sigh and felt pleased. As time passed by, them still being on the road, and George managed to snake his hand back with Dreams. Clutching it tightly as he finally escaped his shell and looked outside longingly.
"Oh, look. We're almost here."
Dream said, and they could see far in the distance, an island resort, and it was evident that it was empty considering there were almost no cars that passed by them. George inhaled shakily and his clutch with Dream's hand tightened when he felt the car speed up. Dream was for sure excited for whatever he had planned, and George knew it would be the death of him.
As they inched closer and closer, George began waking his friends up from the back. He nudged and scolded them quietly for falling asleep on such a good trip.
"I got enough footage for like a year's worth of a vlog. Leave me alone."
Karl swatted George's hand away, trying to go back to sleep until George pinched his leg, jolting him awake.
"Ow!"
He whined, which made Sapnap flinch, which then in turn caused Quackity to wake up and panic.
"What? What?!"
Sapnap and Quackity asked, panicking as they tried to adjust to their surroundings and the tight cramped space in the very back. The three groaned in annoyance as they finally realized they had to wake up, beginning to pack up and clean the back of the car as they saw the island growing larger and larger.
By the time they had cleaned up after themselves and had made themselves look presentable enough, they were right on the entrance of the resort.
The workers were nice enough to lead them to their own huts that were right next to each other, and Quackity insisted on getting a private one, away from the other four even if he had to pay with his own money.
"Alex! Stop that, you're coming with us-"
"No! As much as I love you guys, you two are almost just as worse as Dream and George, so no!"
Sapnap and Karl finally gave up on insisting and yanking Quackity with them, being led to their own little private space while the workers who were with Quackity giggled at his small tantrum, and seemed to generally enjoy his company as he began to converse with them.
George and Dream were already unpacking their bags in the resort, George took out his clothes and making sure to neatly hang them in the closet if ever needed later on. The view of the beach was marvelous, he never wanted to leave. Considering the private space, and how much distance he finally had from the others, he'd finally have some alone time with Dream.
And his boyfriend seemed to have the same mindset, because as soon as the two were done unpacking, Dream yanked him onto their bed by his wrist, sitting him on his lap and hugging him by the waist as he planted a firm kiss on his lips. To which George responded by kissing back, being cramped up in the car for so long yet being so close to each other drove George more insane than he realized, just now finding out how much he was yearning for Dream.
Their breaths getting heavier as they kissed, at one point, it was all tongue and teeth, George was always one to let Dream have his way, but he was fighting back, he was trying to retain control, leaning in further and biting his lip.
They broke apart to breathe, George maintained eye contact as Dream's lust-filled eyes returned the same, except he looked like a rabid dog on heat.
"God- You're so fucking amazing."
Dream harshly said as he flipped them, his knees on the edge of the bed and his arms pinning George's beside his head aggressively. The brunette's legs instinctively wrapped around Dream's waist and let him attack his neck, he turned his head to expose his neck more, a moan escaping his lips as Dream's teeth sank in.
He felt the blond suddenly stop in his tracks, and bit his lip with regret.
"I think you should see your surprise now."