George told dream that he maybe he would be Dream's valentine next year.

(^ Lol actually happened. They are so freaking gay /pos)

A year later Dream never forgot.

He told me next year. I clung to that since that stream for so long. And yet here we were, a year later and it was February 9th and I wanted desperately for George to be my valentine.

"Hey George," I said, throwing myself back into the chair. George had been streaming for the past hour now, and I just got back from someone who was at the door.

"Hey Dream. Who was at the door?" George asked as he ran around the SMP, he had no reason to stream today and was doing nothing but the fans still enjoyed seeing him.

"Wrong door. The dude next door ordered a pizza, he just read the address wrong." George nodded. I had his stream open on a monitor as I talked. I still just scrolled through my phone during the parts where much wasn't happening.

"Hey thanks, Alice for the dono!" I looked up, listening to what George was reading off. "Do you have any plans for Valentine's day?" George looked at the camera, lifting a brow, his signature move.

"Yes, actually. I do." I felt a pang of jealousy strike me in the gut. It hurt. It hurt me to hear that.

"Oh really, George? What are you doing?" I tried hard to sound neutral, I hope it was working.

"Oh, just meeting some friends. Nothing much really. We're planning on going to go to a few clubs but we aren't sure yet." I wanted to snicker at the thought of George at a club. But then it struck me: How would he look underneath the blue lights? Would the shade of the lights amplify his pale skin? Would he look as gorgeous as he does on camera? Better?

I shuddered as I imagined someone buying him a drink. He would drink it, he would enjoy it, he would laugh at their stupid jokes.

"Right. That sounds like fun." I coughed a little and the voice call went silent.

"What are you planning?" He asked.

"Same as last year. Sleep, maybe buy patches a few treats." George smiled.

"Right, Patches' birthday. Give her extra love from me."

"Of course." I couldn't stop the words that tumbled out of my mouth next. "She misses you. Still snuggles into the sweatshirt you left." I froze. Shit. George's eyes widened at the camera.

"Oops. Cats out of the bag." George said slowly. George looked down and then back up again as if trying to regain his composure.

"Right. We were going to wait to tell you but George came to visit a few months back. Just for a few weeks and he left. We all had a lot of fun." I smiled at the memory. The Dream Team had met in real life. Despite the fact that Sapnap begged for George not to come, that he would ruin the house and its vibe. George still showed up, and despite the two's bickering, Sapnap and George were ecstatic.

Chat was freaking out.

"Yeah, I'm planning to come back sometime this year. Make it an annual thing until I can move there for good." My eyes blew wide. We had talked about making it an annual thing but never about George moving here. My heart raced as I imagined him one door away from mine again. How easily I could walk into his room and plop on his bed as he did his coding. I smiled. I couldn't wait for that.

"Yeah. Thats the plan." I said my voice shaky. My phone vibrated with a message.

Gogy: How about Christmas time? I think that would be awesome! I could be there for the month of December.

Me: You'd have to stay for New Years'.

And Valentine's day too.

My conscious repeated.

Gogy: Of course. :]

Me: When will I get to see England?

Gogy: I'm not sure. Too bad you couldn't come here this week. Me and my friends were supposed to have a lot of fun.

Me: I wouldn't want to impose.

Me: But you did promise me next year, didn't you?

Gogy: I did. I remember but I thought you didn't.

Me: How could I? The one time you actually reciprocated my undying love for you, George.

Gogy: Right. Right.

Gogy: But no, I didn't forget. You should be getting your Valentine's day present soon.

Gogy: I think you'll like it.

Me: Really?

Gogy: Positive. I've had it planned for months. I hope you're able to accept it.

Me: Why wouldn't I be able to?

Gogy: You'll see.

The both of us snapped away from our texting as we noticed a dono. "Chat is third-wheeling. Are you two texting each other?"

I laughed. "We were, I was sending him memes," I said. George nodded.

Gogy: Your present should be there by now. Check your mail.

Me: Okay.

I walked to the front door and opened the mailbox. Pulling out a little envelope, I opened it carefully.

A ticket.

A fucking plane ticket.

A plane ticket to England.

A plane ticket to George.

Me: You didn't.

Gogy: I did.

I walked into the building with George at my side. "So we're meeting some of your friends here right?" I looked at the building, it looked empty.

"Yeah, a lot of them. We rented the place." My eyes blew wide.

"Woah," George pushed open the door and revealed a rather, enthusiastic party.

Over twenty-five people.

I immediately recognized them.

Sapnap. Bad. Skeppy. Wilbur. Niki. Fundy. Philza. Awesamdude. Quackity. Ponk. And so many more fucking people.

"Happy Valentine's day," George whispered.

"You didn't." I looked over at him, he grinned.

"I did." I shook my head with a smile. Screw holding it back, he was my Valentine.

I kissed him. He seemed taken aback but soon melted into the kiss. Everyone whooped and cheered as I held him close to me.