Based on the picture above (or below, depending on what site you're on), enjoy please

requested by certain folks on discord

not me neglecting my five other books to write this one—

tw: sexual innuendos (?) but i can't write smut so none of that

If you're wondering, Dream and Sapnap both live in the same city in this AU

I had to literally fight the urge to make this an A/B/O oneshot, expect that next lmao

I'm looking back and cringing at the cheesiness

Third-person pov:

George stretched, and headed to one of the nearby chairs to go and tell his friend that he'd landed. The small omega sat down, yawning, drained from the ten hour flight. He frowned when he opened his phone, seeing Dream's message from about twenty two minutes ago.

Dream:

i have to go nd pick up sapnap, he wanted me to drop him off at walmart to buy sm shit, sigh

George smiled a tiny grin, the people around him most likely wondering what made him so happy. He didn't care, being in love had the smallest, slightest thing have a giant effect on him and his mood. The alpha took such good care of him, even adjusting his sleep schedule, how could George not fall in love with him?

A small part of George wished that his chocolatey ice cream scent, when they met up, would be the one to knock the alpha over, tantalizing and enticing, teasing him to come closer, to mate, to spend the rest of his life with, to make new life during his time with the other half of himself.

That reminds the brunet...

He was under the impression that Dream was already in a relationship, with a girl that he'd previously mentioned on a Discord call a few months back. Though they weren't True Mates, Dream was so lonely that it seemed like he was willing to try to make it work with a girl whose fate wasn't to be with him, but to a different alpha.

That night was the first night where he couldn't sleep well, knowing that Dream was probably snuggling with the omega over four thousand miles away.

He pulled out his phone from his pocket again, for after his mother asked why he was feeling so bad, she encouraged him to try some sort of dating site. He did, to try and get his mind off of the blond, but he couldn't help but listen to Road Trip on repeat once it came out. He remembered sitting quietly on his seat while Dream asked him to listen to him sing acapella.

Of course he complied, feeling slightly honored that Dream trusted him enough to sing to him, and a small part of him wanted him to do that all the time, for the rest of their lives. Whenever he listened to the song, his heart lifted a little bit, knowing that he had some influence on such a important thing of Dream's life.

To put the joy into comparison, when Dream sang Sweater Weather very, very, very softly, George's heart swelled with adoration. Listening to Road Trip? Forget it, he almost died. He turned his Discord notifs off while he went to

With a sigh, he continued to swipe left through a multitude of pictures. He always thought that judging people practically based on what they looked was extremely superficial. Because, if he's being honest, nobody measures up to Dream. Even if he did bother to try and look at people's profiles, he knows that many people just carelessly swipe right, not ending up with people that they'd actually get along with.

And don't even get him started on the abundance and persistence of the porn robots. *shivers*

They knew that he was an omega, but didn't know that he wasn't desperate for some alpha's knot to plug him up. His heats were just fine, thank you very much, though they would probably get worse after he met his true mate. During his heats all he wanted was someone to cuddle, snuggle, and nest with.

I probably won't get that anytime soon...

He shook his head to snap out of his daze, and continued to fantasize about spending time with the blond, he's always wondered how it felt to live in a place with such warm weather, he's been okay with the cold but he'd welcome a change in weather.

The brunet probably should've noticed the presence behind him, or the fact that the man on screen looked suspiciously like his best friend, or the scent that wafted from behind him that smelled just like the homemade apple cinnamon pie that his mother made for Thanksgiving (but better). All he could dream of was seeing Dream at the airport, standing there, waiting for him, a giant lopsided grin across his freckled face, framed by his blonde locks.

"Wow, I guess that was a real big fat no for that guy, hm?" A familiar voice snickers behind him.

George whipped around so fast he was surprised that his neck didn't snap, and he was greeted with the grinning face of Dream, and the best scent he's ever smelled bombarding his nose. He got up slowly, walked around the couch he was sitting on, and looked at the alpha, the source of the strong scent.

He was sure that he looked absolutely drunk or higher than the clouds or a combination of both, but the fact that Dream looked the same way gave him some reassurance. His inner omega was practically foaming at the mouth, the fact that they had found their true mate AND their true mate was also infatuated with their chocolate scent had George completely ecstatic.

Without a second thought, he was embraced in the best hug that he'd ever experienced in his entire life, better than any hugs given by his friends or his mother, better than he'd imagined hugging Dream would have been once they finally met up.

The comforting and still enticing scent wrapped around him like a blanket, soaking into his clothes, cloaking him in the sweet but strong smell of apple pie. His omega was still going crazy, because if he was being soaked in the alpha's scent, his chocolate smell would also be cloaking the alpha, warning all omegas that he was taken.

The two mates spent a few minutes in airport, hugging and scenting and enjoying finally finding the person that they'd spend the rest of their lives with. The hustle and bustle of the airport was background noise, neither person of the pair paying attention to their surroundings, just to their mate.

"That was not expected, but holy shit am I glad that it happened." Dream blurted out nervously, smiling contentedly at the warm sight of George wrapped up in his arms where he belonged. George made a happy sound of approval, and hugged the alpha tighter, letting Dream's scent flow over him (even) more, smooth as water flowing over rocks.

"You know, I think we should get out of here.
George grinned, pulling himself off of the blond with minimal difficulty (hey, you'd be like that too if you just met your soulmate) and moved to scoop up his bag from the floor.

Dream, with his ever-fast reflexes, beat him to it, lifting the handle of the suitcase to roll it by his side. He faced away from George, and taking the hint, he jumped onto the taller's back. He smiled and rubbed his face into the nape of Dream's neck, hopeful of what was to come.

Forgetting his phone shoved deep in his suitcase, he didn't notice the reminder that popped up, right on time.

Oh no...

And that's a wrap folks! I'll continue this and release another part in a few days or a week or maybe more/less, depends on how motivated I get since my emptiness has taken over my life, so watch for that :D

I hope that you enjoyed, and please remember to have an amazing day/night/afternoon/morning/evening doing whatever you're doing <3

Star~Chan