Dream hummed softly as he scrolled through Twitter, checking his feed and replying to a few comments from fans. A few made him laugh, as well as a few posts from his friends. He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice the tiny man enter the room until the laid on top on Dreams legs. Moving his phone, Dream looked and saw that George had come in. He was pouting.
          "Love me," he demanded, his pout starting to seem cute to Dream. It didn't help that he was wearing one of Dream's shirts and a pair of sweatpants, the shirt being pretty big on him. "Baby, I always love you," Dream replied as he set his phone down and resting a hand on George's head. "Yea– I mean cuddle me. Kiss me. Do something," George continued, crawling up and straddling Dream's lap.
          "Ohhh, so you want affection?" Dream asked, grinning as he rested his hands on George's thighs. He nodded, a small "Mhm" leaving him. Dream smiled softly, raising his hands and grabbing George's arms. He pulled him down so that George was laying on his chest. Wrapping his arms around George, he placed a few kisses on his head. George let out a happy noise as he hugged Dream back, shifting slightly to get comfortable. His legs were on either side of Dream's waist, face nuzzled in his chest.
          Dream rubbed his back soothingly, eyes closing as he hummed quietly. George smiled brightly, taking in the scent of Dream's perfume. Sometimes Dream would like to use perfume instead of cologne, cuz fuck gender norms.
          "I love you so much," Dream spoked quietly, George's heart skipping a beat at the words. He leaned up, propping himself up by putting his hands on either side of Dream's head. Dream locked his twinkling blue eyes with George's chocolate brown ones, a small smile being on his face. George leaned back down, softly yet lovingly pressing his lips against Dream's. Dream's smile widened as he hugged George's waist, returning to gentle kiss.
          After a moment, George pulled away. Eyes opening, he locked them with Dream's once more. "I love you just as much," George spoke, Dream's smile never leaving. If anything, it grew even bigger. Dream reached an arm up, brushing a strand of George's hair out of his face. He cupped his cheek afterwards, gently rubbing it with his thumb. George leaned into his touch, eyes fluttering closed. He wore a soft smile, hand reaching up and resting it on Dream's.
          "You're so beautiful," Dream complimented, watching as George's pale cheeks suddenly turned bright pink. "Shut up," George replied, squinting his eyes open.
          "It's true though," Dream spoke, resting his free hand on George' thigh. "You're like..the definition of beautiful. No one is as beautiful as you." George's blush grew darker, his smile growing as he tried to hide it. "Thank you," he quietly replied, pressing his lips against the palm of Dream's hand.