Please George, Don't Go // dreamnotfound

4: ~Roaming Thoughts~

George's POV
Sitting in the drivers side of the car, George sat there and stared out into the distance.

He already left Sapnap's place and drove home but sitting in the car just felt different, it felt nice.

He didn't want to move but he had too.

Getting out from the car, he opened the front door and headed back inside his house. Sleeping outside probably wasn't the best idea in all honesty. Especially if it was basically morning and everyone who passed could see within his car.

Throwing the keys onto the counter and placing his phone on his nightstand, George headed to take a shower.

His head was being a bitch, a throbbing headache was already here and he wasn't away from the party but for thirty minutes.

Staring into the oval shaped mirror, George saw he was still wearing the blond's hoodie.

His cologne stuck to its yellow fabric. Lavender.

Continuing to stare at himself, his head roamed with thoughts.

Thoughts about why his stomach was turning at just the thought of him or maybe it was how he couldn't think straight when being around him.

How the necklace that layed around his neck was white. It didn't change from black to white when they playfully joked with one another, it was white from the moment he saw it around his neck. From the moment he walked through the doors.

He already met his soulmate and it wasn't me.

—

George spent about half an hour in the shower, feeling as if it were actual hours.

Just standing there under the warmth of the water.

How the warmth of it made up for the lack of affection hes received throughout his life.

He was never one for giving affection nor did any of his friends and family hand out affection either, at most the occasional hand shake or possibly a fist bump.

There would be rare occasions where he and his friends would hug but it wouldn't last more then a second nor has the brunet been kissed recently, not even remembering the last person he was with..

Just simple greetings. That was all he would give and receive which he was fine with, the feeling he so wanted was just stuffed in the back of his head in hopes it would disappear.

Would it ever..

—
Before George Left

Sapnap's POV
George was half asleep by the time the last movie ended, his head layed back against the blonds chest.

His eyes drifted closed occasionally and Dream would rub his thumb in a circular motion on George's right shoulder.

I couldn't help but to constantly look back at the two, especially how the first go around ended. George was left broken for months, Dream pretending nothing ever happened.

George didn't deserve what Dream did to him but Dream didn't deserve what George did either.

The more you watch them and hear as they joke and talk, they really were made for each other. Soulmates. They saw themsleves as just 'platonic soulmates.' Just friends and nothing more.

That was until George moved to Florida permanently and stayed with Dream and I.

That's when feelings reached their peak of being hidden.