if words were weighed, those ones would be heavy.
the emphasis of what he said hanging in the air long after his lips spoke them.
the man didn't know why he had said that.
he didn't know george.
didn't know his surname, his favourite colour or even his interests.
george was nothing but a stranger to the man but dream didn't seem to mind.
something about the rather short brown haired boy drew him in and this scared the blonde floridian man.
he didn't like people. he barely even liked nick even after knowing him for over fifteen years.
with humans he simply tolerated their companies, he didn't need them and they didn't him and so they simply coexisted, living in peace with neither bothering the other except for essentials.
dream and people. people and dream.
animals were different though, they understand the man in a way humans never could. selfish but in the perfect way but still there for him when he needed company most. and so he returned the favour.
feeding the squirrels and the birds in the park, removing the mouse traps from his old council estate, helping the neighbours starved dog and even doing the compost perfectly just so the worms could thrive in the soil.
he never thought he'd like someone as much as he liked animals but when he saw george the man realised something.
he was wrong.
he liked george more.
and he'd known him for about twelve minutes.
"so." dream asked, his blonde hair covering his bloodshot eyes.
george was fiddling with his hoodie strings, it annoyed the man but also endeared him in a quaint little way.
"yes." george breathed, his eyes lit up as they met dreams and he felt his heart flutter, rather like the wings of dream's moth.
he shifted on the balcony, he missed the moth.
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never before now ~ dnf
Fanfictiondream just wants to get high on his balcony. he wants to escape reality, leave his life behind. but the boy from the next house over has other plans.
