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“Oh, home sweet home!” Sapnap shouted as the boys arrived at their new apartment.
It was some months ago where the Dream, George and Sapnap decided to move in together. They were at that age where it was perfect to move in with your best buddies before actually finding a place on their own. They tried to keep it lowkey for a while, but the closer they got to the “moving-in-day", the more they talked about it on stream. As expected, their fandom couldn´t shut up about it, and their donations consisted of questions about where and when they moved in.
“Ah, finally,” Dream started packing late, simply because he hated the thought of going through every belonging to find out what he wanted to throw and what he wanted to bring. He hated every single second of packing and the only thing that motivated him was the thought of moving in with his best friends. Even though the packing had made him exhausted and quite cranky, standing in the hallway of their new apartment made it worth it.
It was a three-bedroom apartment, with a huge living room and a modern kitchen. They all knew that the kitchen wouldn’t be used too much, but having a nice kitchen seemed like a must when they looked for apartments.
The bedrooms were soundproof, and they had to spend a great minute finding a place where the bedrooms were soundproof enough for three gamers. Sapnap and Dream were the ones that looked for apartments, considering that George lived in the United Kingdom. The funny thing about it though, was that Sapnap and Dream had stood in the bedrooms and screamed their lungs out too see how soundproof it was. George, that had to listen to their screaming through Facetime, had laughed so hard that his stomach was still hurting. He could only imagine what the landlord must have thought about two grown men screaming.
George didn’t want to admit it but moving so far away from home had scared him. He knew if he told his friends, they would either make fun of him or feel like George didn’t want to move in. Which he did. It was just scary.
“I know you are all grown up George but moving that far away from your family. Everything you know and has ever known; do you really want that?” His mother has asked the day he talked about the plan on moving in with his friends. His mother cared for him, and she did not mean it in a bad way, she was just hurt. George knew that.
The closer George got to the date of his flight, the more supportive his mother was. She could see how excited he was, and how much he wanted this. And honestly, all a mother wants is to see their children happy, so she had gotten used to the thought of him moving. Although, she cried the day he left. Which was two days ago. His last two days were only traveling, and it had made George so exhausted that the apartment didn’t even make him all excited now. He only wanted to sleep. Still, of course, he was happy that he would spend the next year with his best friends.
As two huge moving trucks arrived, the boys sighed when they realized how long it would take to get all the stuff in.
George, on the other hand, moved from another country, and had to buy a lot of furniture for his new room, but considering that it was quite late, and the fact that he was exhausted meant that he had to wait until the next day. He brought some clothes and his computer, because what is more important than his computer? His mom promised to send more clothes once he settled.
As the boys had got all their boxes in, they looked at them with disbelief.
“How much stuff did we even bring?” Dream sounded exhausted and he was still breathing heavily from moving all the boxes into the apartment. His hair hid the sweat from all the caring. Honestly, all the boys were exhausted.
“You tell me Dream, it´s not like we are three boys that’s going to move in” Sapnap rolled his eyes, and his tone gave the boys the idea that it was time to take a break. Or maybe just leave the boxes there for tomorrow. Or leave them there for the next week.
“None of this stuff is even mine, Sapnap,” George reminded them.
“Right,” Sapnap looked over the boxes again. The fact that two men had these many boxes was shocking. “Well, I think it's time for a break.”
Even though the boys didn’t have any furniture in the living room, they decided to order food and sit on the floor while eating it. Not going to lie, they enjoyed the simplification of just sitting on the floor eating their food. And really, they didn’t care. They were finally all together and would be for a very long time. They didn’t know if it was the feeling of being exhausted, or the fact that they felt safe around each other, but for some reason they already felt like they were home. Even George, that was terrified by the new surroundings, felt like he was home.
The entire evening, they talked about all the things they would do this year. All the things George had to see and all the streams and videos they would make together. It seemed like this year would be the best year of their entire life, and frankly, it probably would be.
“Yes! Ah the fandom will explode” Sapnap laughed, answering to a comment Dream made. “Speaking of them, no one has tweeted that we arrived,”
For hours, the boys had forgotten about the supporters around them. Of course, they loved them. But for a while, they just felt like a normal group of friends moving in together, and not youtubers that had moved in with me mind of content.
After tweeting their entire timeline consisted of theories, “overly-excited” fans, fanart and everything you could imagine. It made the boys busy for a while trying to get a head-up about what their fans thought of the whole thing.
“Oh god,” George mumbled after minutes in silence.
“What?” Dream and Sapnap looked at George questionably.
“I have nowhere to sleep. Oh, I totally forgot the fact that I don’t even have a bed here. We don’t even have a sofa” George sighed. George had to get a new bed, since he couldn’t bring his own and he had totally forgotten the fact that he probably had to sleep on the floor the first night in their new apartment. All he really wanted was a good night´s sleep, and now, he probably wouldn’t get it.
“Come on now, you can just sleep in my bed” Dream didn’t even hesitate. The thought, on the other hand, made George uncomfortable. He didn’t really have a choice, but he couldn’t quite understand why it made him feel so extremely uncomfortable.
“Wow Dream don’t get too excited there” Sapnap mocked.
“Calm down Sapnap, you are just jealous that me and George can cuddle and not you,” The comment made them all laugh, and George couldn’t do anything else than play with it. It was a joke. It is not like they would cuddle anyway.
“Yeah, you are right. I will cry myself to sleep now,” Sapnap joked and pretended to cry, and the boys laughed even more. Yes, it seemed like this year would be the best they will experience. All the laughing had made their stomachs arche, and they had to catch their breath to calm down.
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Dream had a huge bed, luckily. Somehow, it made George feel more comfortable that he had a huge bed. Only because it meant that they could have some space. George just hated the thought of sharing a bed with someone. Ever since he was a child and was sleepover, he hated having to share a bed. Just because he hated the warmth of another human. It may seem weird, but he almost felt claustrophobic sharing a bed with someone. It wasn't rare that George called his mom in the middle of the night for her to pick him up at sleepovers.
“You know, you can help a poor soul over here,” Dream said as the sheets once again fell of the corners, “George, please I am about to give up,” George giggled as he walked over to the bed to help Dream.
“Cannot believe that a grown man can't put bedsheets on,” Dream gave George a deadly look, and if looks could kill, George would be dead by now. Still, it made his giggling turn into laughter. “No hard feelings,” He added to save himself from Dreams dreadful look. They continued to put the sheets on, and George was watching Dream´s movement. How did he manage to make it look so hard to put bedsheets on? God, please Dream, stop.
“I only have one duvet,” Dream threw the duvet on the bed after they finally managed to put the bedsheets on, “But I mean, it is kind of big.” The fact that the duvet was big did not calm George down, it still meant that they had to share.
“I guess I can just sleep with more clothes,” George mumbled.
“George, it's okay. We can share.” See, George knew that. But he still didn’t want to share.
“Yeah, totally,” Honestly, George did not know what to say. At least it is only one night, he thought to himself. George was just staring at the bed and he was starting to regret the fact that he did not buy a bed today, but his thoughts was distracted when Dream threw himself at the bed.
“Dips on the right side,” Dream said as he put his phone in the charger. He looked at George, studying the fact that he just stood there, “Are you lagging?” He joked, forcing George to get back to reality. As George was walking to “his” side of the bed, Dream started undressing, and George could not help but watch him. How his hands crabbed at the end of the hoodie and threw it over his head, leaving it on the floor. As he sat up to take off his sweatpants, George watched his stomach muscles tighten. Did Dream workout?
Wait.
George quickly looked away, why did he stare at him like that. It was just weird.
“Seen enough yet?” Fuck. He saw.
“I´m sorry I was j-”
“I was joking.” Dream said, giggling. It caught George off guard. He did not mean to study Dream; it was just the fact that his body looked differently than what he thought. Not that he has imagined Dreams body before.
George went under the duvet and he already wanted to leave. Dream had already made the environment warm under the duvet. God dammit. An entire night with his warmth.
As Georges thoughts was drifting, he noticed how Dreams breath had got heavier and he realized that he has fallen asleep. He turned around so his face faced Dreams and for a moment, George has never felt warmer in his life. It wasn’t uncomfortable, it was a warmness he could not explain.
Before meeting Dream and Sapnap, George had only seen bits of Dream. He never sent his face, no matter what people believe. Seeing him in person, he realized that Dream has quite beautiful eyes. He had seen a picture of them but seeing it in person was different. There was something in Dreams' eyes that sparkled, almost like it was stars in them. Lying next to Dream, something in him wanted Dream to open his eyes so they could lock them together. So, he could see his eyes once again. One more time before going to bed. Another part of him wanted them to never lock their eyes every again. His eyes weakened him.
What was he even thinking? George tried to get the thoughts out of his head, but it was hard considering that he was lying down next to him.
He just couldn't fall asleep.
It was impossible.
After minutes of twisting and turning, George gave up and left Dreams room. The boxes had created a labyrinth and finding a way to the kitchen was somehow almost impossible in the dark. George sat at the kitchen counter while drinking a glass of water, thinking of how his thoughts had drifted while watching Dream. He was probably just sleep deprived, he thought.
“Why are you awake?” George was startled when he realized that Sapnap was standing in the kitchen with George. He raised his shoulder as a “I don’t know”, but, he knew. Dream distracted him. “Dream was cuddeling to hard?” he chuckled.
George rolled his eyes in frustration. He was exhausted and really wanted to sleep, “Yes, something like that,” he mumbled. Sapnap jumped onto the kitchen counter too, studying Georges face, but he didn’t say anything.
“Why are you up by the way? I don’t think I asked,”
“You didn’t. I couldn’t, and then I saw you were up, so I decided to join you for a bit,” Sapnap answered while reading his twitter timeline. After a while, Sapnap left George alone, telling him that he should try going back to sleep soon. The thought of going back to Dreams bed was somehow tempting, but also something he didn’t want to do.
Still, he had to get some sleep. So, he decided to lay in bed again. Next to Dream. Listening to his heavy breathing.