ＦＡＤＩＮＧ // Dreamnotfound

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„So we are already going back home today?" Clay asked sadly.

He took a big bite of his croissant and let his gaze fly through the little room they spend the last two weeks in.

„I'm gonna miss this croissants in America" he said sad and looked outside the big window.

A few singing birds flew by wich made him smile a little. He don't wanted to go home. He fell in love with the beautiful city and the language, even thought he didn't understood it.

George could speak French nearly fluently. His voice sounded so soft while he talked in this language and his funny british accent showed not that much anymore.

At least not to him. To French people it probably sounded horrible how he spoke and pronounced words.

„Who said we are going back to america?" George asked and started to grin. It wasn't his plan to go back home. At least not to Clays home

„You wanted to make a snow angel" he continued and Clay nodded „When was the last time it snowed in Florida? Exactly, it doesn't snow there you know that" the American nodded again

„But here is not that much snow either" he said sad „That's why we are getting back to my place. England is full of snow"

Dream started to grin „You are the best George thank you thank you thank you" he got up and hugged the British boy „How do I say it? Merci beaucoup?" he asked George and the boy nodded

„Avec plaisir mon petit" „What did you call me?" Dream asked confused. He knew what the first two words meant and was sure he called him something weird

„Nothing nothing" George started to laugh and Clay pulled out his phone. „How do you spell that? Google will help me out" he said and showed him the already opened translator

„I won't tell you mon petit and now start packing your things we got two hours left"

They had a wonderful time in Paris. Clay thought of what they did in the Last two weeks which only felt like a day or two.

They visited a lot of beautiful places and went for many walks. Both really enjoyed spending time in such a beautiful city with each other.

„CANT YOU RUN FASTER?" George screamed at Clay „WE WILL MISS THE PLANE"

Dream tried to run faster but he was out of breath. His health in general was not that well and every time something was exhausting it got even worse.

He started to caught heavily and gasped for air. George stopped and turned around looking for his boyfriend that suffered to breath right now. The tall American made a break from running and felt dizzy, his whole body felt dead as he saw George running towards him

„Dream Dream are you okay?" he screamed scared and laid one arm around him as a support. Clay nodded

„It's fine it's" he caughted heavily again before he continued „Running just isn't my body's favorite activity I guess" he took a deep breath and just continued to walk „we need to catch the plane" he said pulling his suitcase

„Are you sure? We can make a break or take a flight later I bet I can find another one"

George was scared.

He didn't knew why Clays body started to act weird. Well he kinda knew, his boyfriend had cancer and not much more time left to live but this was really weird.

He decided to help Dream by carrying his things since he don't wanted to take a later flight. They arrived at the gate and noticed that it wasnt too late.