turned to ice (dnf) (✓ )

six.

a/n: i'm sorry this chapter took so long for me to upload :') i've been overwhelmed with school lately, and my motivation has been absolutely drained. here's a longer chapter to, hopefully, make up for it :) please remember to vote and comment!! ily <3

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As we fall asleep, the ocean is still calming from the trauma of the storm. The boat rocks gently, lulling the two of us to sleep in each other's arms. I sleep well, and I can tell that Dream does too.

When I wake, I can feel his hand entangled in my hair, and I smile lightly, cozying into him slightly. His grip tightens around me, and I press my face into his chest, drinking in the moment as much as I can.

The air has a tad bit of bite to it, but Dream's skin is warm, allowing me to not be cold. As I wait for him to wake up, my mind begins to wander aimlessly. I begin to daydream about what my life could've been when Dream's exaggerated yawn breaks my train of thought.

"Hi." His voice is rough from sleep, and I look up at his face, eyes still shut from the harshness of the rising sun.

"Hi." I respond simply, pressing my lips against the underside of his chin. The side of his mouth turns up into a smile, and his eyelids crack open, head tilting down to meet my eye.

Our gazes meet, and I smile back at him. Dream's lips are merely centimeters from mine, and I can't help but focus on them. He seems to notice, and places his upon mine, and I can practically feel the smirk against my skin.

The kiss is sweet and slow, radiating with emotion and intimacy. When we break apart, Dream's nose bumps mine, and I chuckle lightly at his playfulness. I brush my own against his again, and he scrunches his nose, grinning.

"You're so dumb." I tease, rolling my eyes to myself. He scoffs slightly.

"Whatever." The smile connects to his voice, and he sounds so happy in this moment that I almost hate to break it, but we should probably get moving for the day.

Or you could just cuddle and kiss for the whole day. Shut up, don't be dumb. But yes, it would be quite nice.

I unwrap my arms from around Dream, and he groans softly, squeezing his eyes shut and gripping my body tighter.

"Dream." I sigh, trying to pry his arms from around my torso. They don't show any sign of budging.

"Come on, lazy ass." Nearly laughing, I ruffle his hair, causing it to go a million different directions.

"Hey!" He complains, his brows furrowing deeply over his eyes. I laugh at the look on his face and mess with his hair more, only frustrating him further.

"George..." Dream whines, pushing his head into his chest in annoyance. "Stoooppppp..." He draws out, exasperation evident in his tone.

"If you want me to stop," I start, suddenly feeling a tad bold. "Make me." My intentions are mostly teasing, but there is an undertone of seriousness in my voice, almost daring him to make a move.

He takes it.

With his arms still wrapped tightly around me, he pushes with his legs and suddenly, my back is against the bottom of the boat, Dream's body on top of mine. My cheeks burn with the intensity of the moment, and I feel his grip loosen, only for one of his arms to untangle from my torso, finding its way to my hand and pressing it against the floor, effectively trapping it.

I open my mouth to complain, but my breath catches in the back of my throat with his close proximity. I can feel the body heat radiating off of him, and my skin is on fire where his body comes in contact with mine, even through our clothes.