𝚈𝚎𝚜, 𝚂𝚒𝚛 [ᴰʳᵉᵃᵐⁿᵒᵗᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ*ff]

THE END [version 1] - 2.4 - Just tell me you love me, George!

( !!! THIS IS THE LIGHT/SOFT ENDING !!! )
There will be another ending posted thats the full angst and whatever, this one is just fluffy and chill

George is no longer a student. Dream is no longer his teacher. I wonder what happens now.

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AHHHHH even tho this technically isnt the last chap im still sad

also my irl friends now have my a03 and wattpad. i want to cry. they read my smut, guys, they read it :'0 if anyone has a spare knife i can borrow to plunge into my stomach now would be a good time to hand it over :')

oops anyways ENJOY LOVIES <3

((( FYI- kacie is not meant to be kaceytron :0 i just chose the name lol anyways)))

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Georges hand shook as it rested on the door knob, ears perked up. Heart thumping. Sweat beading.

"Look, I have no clue what you're on about. I don't talk to the kid more than anyone else in that class." Dream sounded stresses, speaking quicker than he usually would. "You're delusional."

The voice laughed, "Seriously? Don't think I don't see the little glances you share, how often to look at him, how much you smile when your precious little boy hands his paper in at the front." George retracted fingers, chest beating harder. She knew.

"Now you're just making things up-" Mr. Dream didn't have a chance to finish, the door swinging open as George impulsively rushed in. His brows furrowed, ready for war... until he realised him being here proves her point even more. There really wasnt a brain behind those gleaming eyes.

With stiff, confused features George turned to the teacher. "Mr. Dre-Dream! I just wanted to ask about, about the job interview-"

"Oh look who came running over." Kacie rolled her eyes, arms tightly crossed. "And you're telling me you guys aren't fucking."

"Kacie! I wont have that language in my office!" Mr. Dreams voice was intensely cold, shocking the girl just enough for her to step back. "There's no proof for your accusations, so I don't see where you're trying to go with this idea."

The face the Kacie made was nothing short of the face you would make at the tv when the protagonist chose the annoying side character no one likes to date instead of the lovable sidekick. "Are you kidding? You think this is fair? Giving George A*'s because he takes your dick while you rank the rest of us under a B?"

"I did no such thing. You saw him complete the code, he went above and beyond and proved he deserved it. You, however, did not." Dream scoured, taking a firm seat in his desk chair and signalling to the door. "Get out Kacie, I'm sick of your babbling... You too, George."

Kacie's face scrunched tightly, breathing out in amusement. Her eyes wandered between the pair, examining them both. Dream sat stern, no emotion passing through his wall of skin. Just like always he was unreadable. Her inspection quickly turned to George, who wasn't so good at looking like a robot. Raised eyebrows, wide eyes, down turned lips. She cracked him.

"You two really aren't dating, then?" Her smile was misleadingly bright.

"Kacie, you both are officially not students here so there would be nothing wrong with any thing like that. You're adults, but I'll still gladly inform you I've had no such relations with Davidson."

Wrong move. Kacies smirk couldn't have been more telling if she tried. "You know, I always had a thing for you. God, of course you knew. You're so cocky, constantly condescending and hot." She stepped away from the desk and closer to George. "But you, George had ever girls heart in that class."