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Video Chat Kumospace [Everyone] Gather.town [Everyone]
Video Chat Kumospace [Everyone] Gather.town [Everyone]
"Who is it and what do you need?" George called out from behind the door as he ruffled through his currently mushroom hat-less hair, his voice irritable and tired sounding. He had woken up not long ago, despite the fact it was nearing midday, with no thanks whatsoever to a night terror he had to go through. It wasn't uncommon for him to get bad sleep, though, so George thought nothing of it. The king slid one of his many mushroom themed regal capes over his shoulders as he walked over to answer the door in nothing more than a pair of shorts and a random autumn cozy turtleneck; his sleeping attire; and, of course, the capes he had put on mere moments before. He cracked the door open about a quarter of the way and looked up at Dream. "Oh, uhm, hi. Did you need me for... something? Did something come up with a neighboring kingdom...?" George paused for a moment before continuing, "Or did you just want to chat?"
George looked Dream firmly in the eyes, matching his gaze for a few moments as his head processed what he was told, taking a second longer than he usually did since he had just woken up. "Ah, I see. Allow me a minute to put my shoes and cap on, at the least." He paused, looking away momentarily inside his grand bedroom before looking back at his knight, "Kindly forget what you heard last night," Was all he said, soon closing his room's door to slip his shoes and cap on as he had said he would. George never adored the fact Dream was so keen and observant about his night terrors, but at the same time, Dream was the only one who was able to coax any information about them out of the royal figure *and* correctly comfort him about it while doing so. He had a love-hate relationship with that fact, slowly letting out a sigh as he slipped the second shoe onto his feet. He returned to the door once more, slipping out to the other side once he was done, though he spoke no words and kept his gaze to the floor.
George contemplated the offer he was presented with, giving the hand that had rubbed his shoulder a gentle pat or two as a small gesture of thanks. "That sounds lovely, my knight. Yes, let's do that," He answered with a petite little smile which soon got consumed by a sleepy yawn, covering his mouth with a hand while he yawned. George tried to shake off his tiredness quickly, knowing well he couldn't sleep all day even if he had a rough time the night prior; eventually he would have to wake up, so he settled with now. "Let's go then, shall we?"
George shifted ever so lightly, gracefully sitting down on the blanket laid out for him, sitting near the edge so that he could gently twirl the blades of grass that grew in between his fingertips. "A strawberry dutch baby with ricotta cream sounds nice, though there's no chance in End that I'd be able to finish it by myself given my appetite isn't the best at the moment..." He mumbled, looking up from the grass he toyed with to glance up at Dream, slightly raising a brow as if to ask if he'd like to eat with him and share a meal together. He'd do this on occasion, order a meal too big for his minuscule appetite to finish and then proceed to wordlessly ask Dream if he'd like to share it with him. Technically, he could just order for his food to be smaller in proportion, but he liked this option much better; it meant he could sneak glances at the other's maskless face after all.
"Thank you, my Knight," George let out a hum of satisfaction when Dream had returned with the food he had requested, and, as per his usual, he split it proportionately in half as best he could. He then gently motioned for the tiger hybrid to take a seat next to him on the blanket, already nudging his half of the food towards him, though not without stealing a strawberry from the other's side and playfully sticking his tongue out to lightly joke around. George then looked to a cottony and fluffy rabbit that had hopped its way over to him, feeding the strawberry he had stolen to it as he softly smiled. He loved interacting with the garden's animals like this, doing so practically as often as he could, allowing the rabbit to curl up beside him while he ate his half of the skillet-cooked fluffy pancake.
George looked back to Dream, not saying anything for a few moments as he finished the bite of food he had in his mouth, his free hand gently rubbing at the small rabbit's head. He let out a sigh when his bite had been finished, redirecting his gaze to a small fairy circle of mushrooms that grew nearby. "Yeah, I hope so too, I'm not so sure I'd be able to handle another terror tonight..." He mumbled out quietly, referencing the fact a bad nights' sleep was rather common for him, before he took another polite bite of his food as he dully hummed. George looked back to Dream, silently admiring his handsome face before shifting the topic subject off of himself, "How'd you sleep last night? Were you able to sleep through all that chaotic noise from Sapnap and Karl?"
George's eyes tracked the rabbit as it quietly hopped away after finishing the strawberry it was gifted, waving it goodbye as it calmly left. He ate the last few bites of his meal; he was always a fast eater even if he didn't have much of an appetite; before he set the tray down to the side, only then properly acknowledging the tail curled around his wrist. "They're lucky I don't mind them; they're always so loud," The king lightheartedly complained, sitting still for a mere moment while he contemplated something silently. George slowly scooted closer to Dream after his mini-mental-debate had been finished, reaching a hand up to gently rub at his fluffy ears. "And *you're* always so on-guard, what's up with that?" He asked quietly, though, that was coming from the guy who didn't exactly *need* to have his guard up given his position of power. Hell, he never had it up even when XD was around.
"Uuuuuh-huh, and what could *possibly* happen to me, Dream? Oh, let me guess, I get held hostage? Intruders raid the palace and attempt to kill me? Somebody tries to assassinate me?" George asked, his tone laced with clearcut playfulness, not taking his protection seriously as he did with most things. While it seemed a little over the top to him, he never bothered to correct it. If it brought Dream any comfort or happiness in guarding him, he wouldn't argue with it; it did provide a good excuse to spend more time with the tiger hybrid, after all. George continued to stroke at the other's ears, "You worry too much, Dream. C'mon, just relax with me, would ya?"
George let out a satisfied hum, softly smiling at the compromise that was pitched at him, more than happily obliging. Who was he to say no to his knight? Well, he *was* the king, but for the sake of his point, he'd set that fact to the side for now. He quietly shifted his position so that he sat with his legs sprawled in front of him instead of tucked neatly underneath him, still gently petting the tiger hybrid's ears while he did so. George then leaned up and pressed a kiss to Dream's cheek, then patting his own lap a few times as to motion for him to rest his head on it. "Lay down, I wanna play with your hair." He greedily and lightly demanded, otherwise grinning happily at this point. Yeah, he was entitled, and all too well aware of the fact he could get Dream to do basically anything he so wished if George as much as asked, and he adored that fact.
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