A Lovely Mess

Day 4 Cont

"dream, wait up!" george called out, jumping down from the wall, dream grabbed his wrist and put his hand over georges mouth.

"Shhh" He hushed slowly letting go of george, george nodded.

Dream gestured to a Z walking along the dock, He signalled for george to wait before adjusting his mask and approaching it, he brought his axe to its head, killing it.

"You can talk now" Dream chuckled shaking the blood off of his axe, wiping his axe against the dead Z's shirt to clean it off slightly.

"Sorry for yelling"

"Thought i taught you better george" he tutted walking over to him, george shrugged.

Dream pulled something out of his pocket and tossed it to george, "what's this?" george chuckled looking down at the item that was thrown to him.

"Your last goggles broke and i knew you liked them- i know these aren't the same but i thought they'd look good on- i thought you'd like them" Dream smirked beneath his mask

George looked at the goggles, they resembled aviator ones, a thick brown leather strap and the dark rim around the glass. He put it on, adjusting the strap and letting them rest on his messy brown hair.

"Thank you" george smiled, adjusting the strap slightly to make it more comfortable against the back of his head, dream walked over to him and stood beside him.

"Not a problem"

"Dream"

"Hm?" Dream cocked his head slightly.

"Let me see your pretty face, it's been so long" George traced his finger on the underneath of dreams mask, feeling his stubble slightly as the tip of his finger touched dreams chin.

Dream chuckled grabbing georges hand bringing it down, "you think my face was pretty?"

"mhm" george nodded

"It's far from it now, i can assure you that" Dream rubbed the back of his neck in a nervous manner, it was peculiar for george to see him this way, a side of dream he was certain he hadn't seen in years.

"Can i?" George brought his hand to the bottom of dreams mask

Dream sighed looking around, "mhm" he nodded

George lifted the mask, revealing his features slowly.

Eventually his mask was completely off and now in georges hand.

George observed him, how he looked different, older.

His left eye had a deep scar running across the middle of it, his nose still had the soft sprinkle of freckles layered across it, his chin was stubbly and his eyebrows were rough. His hair was fairly long, he'd be able to tie it into a man bun if desired.

"See, still pretty" George smiled bringing his hand to dreams cheek

"hm, pretty" Dream looked away, focusing on the wood docking beneath them, afraid of the feelings he may feel if he mutually completed the eye contact with george.

a/n

currently watching dreams live :]

had a pretty bad day but i'm gonna try
and make tomorrow a better one

feeling super sick again, but then again
the joys of chronic illness, i cant win.
kinda just wish it would stop now.

anyway, look at the photo karl posted

sapnap has his arm around karl :]