{Okay, look, hear me out-}
{I know that it's odd, but like- I added a nickname. Just- read it-}
George froze, and watched the man who kidnapped him get off the bed, and walk over to him. He flinched at the touch when Dream reached up and gently caressed Georges cheek with the back of his hand.
"You dont know how long I've been working to find you. Before it was out of hate and anger, I wanted to kill you when I found you. But I was a child, and.. I know know killing you wouldn't do me any good."
He leaned down to Georges height, and tilted his head slightly, the fact that he still had the mask on making this even more scary for the poor British man. Speaking of George, the boy was shaking, his eyes screwed shut as soon as Dream touched him. He was more tense then he had ever been before. He managed to get out a small:
"W-why..?"
Dream chuckled once again, without humor.
"Because you, my precious bunny, matter more then petty Hate. No no, you.. you have a role to play. And I'm making sure this story goes my way."
Dream pulled away from the traumatized boy, and left the room, leaving George alone once again. He said one thing before he left the room, making eye contact as he spoke:
"Your food will be here in a hour or so. Don't fuck anything up, or I'll put you with the others."
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∆ High On Hate ∆
FanfictionThis fic is a enemy to lover's Dream not found, so if you don't like that, scroll and don't leave hate. I'll just delete it. {this is a Mafia au as well, just because I can.} Dream and George had a pretty bad falling out after a already bad enough f...
