problems

chapter 10

authors note: this is a long chapter! sorry bout that but this will be the last chapter :(( i will be doing a new story after this so comment recommendations! (or a part 2 😏😏) and as always thank you guys so much for all the support. i never imagined i would get 9k+ reads :) i really appreciate it!

Dream sat at the kitchen counter flipping through his notebook. it was only 6am, meaning George was still fast asleep. he read each page carefully, seeing what George now knew about him.

the words swirled together making it hard to focus. his heart sped up on some of the pages, wishing George really hadn't seen them.

he talked about so much in there. his childhood memories, his family, his mental state, his life.

would George think differently of him? would he find him weird or emotional?

Dream took a deep breathe, trying to calm himself. he knew the answer to those questions, this is George, of course not.

he wondered what would happen between him and George, how there relationship will change. he didn't even know if that's what the other boy wanted right now.

he closed the book, now staring at its cover. Dream went outside with the book, placing it in the fire pit. he lit a match before throwing it into the logs, causing flames to burst.

he watched as his life stories washed away into the fire. his hopes, his dreams, his wants his needs.

he needed to let it go. it was only holding him back. Dream felt lighter as the pages burned, like a weight was lifted off his chest.

he slumped into the chair by the fireplace, continuing to observe. his eyes drooped as the sun started shining. it wasn't long before he gave in and fell asleep.

+*+*+

Dream yawned as he looked around at his surroundings. he still was outside, only now he was on the hammock with George cuddled up next to him, and a giant blanket on top of them. Dream smiled, staring down at the small boy bundled up beside him.

he took out his cell phone, remembering it was still in his side pocket. he snapped a selfie of the two of them, sending it to sapnap.

George slightly stretched and blinked his eyes open slowly.

"hey." George mumbled, still half asleep.

"hey."

the smaller boy scooted upwards now sitting.

"hey Clay, what are we?"

"what do you want us to be George." Dreams voice was low and sleepy.

"i don't want to be friends... i-in your notebook. the newest page was about a song called 'problems'.
i memorized what you wrote, and i constantly thought about it all night."

"i love you, but you don't. and this is how i cope. is that what you thought Dream? that was just some hoe who likes to fuck around kissing people?"

George was calm with his words even though they seemed aggressive.

"no George i promise i didn't. i just..didnt think you loved me...do you love me?"

silence formed between the two. Dream felt nervous. it was a big question and was it really the best time?

"y-you don't have to answer."