Love Bites

Chapter 14: Moonlit Devotion

a/n: thank you @cattywastaken for the chapter cover <3

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there will be a more heated section in this chapter; no, it is not smut. However, you do not have to read it if you're uncomfortable. The section with it will be marked with * at the beginning and end of it.

Dream is taking George to do something that he thought the human might never do again.

They're walking in the forest past midnight.

The only reason he is doing so is because of the superpowered idiot holding his hand as they walk past each overgrown tree.

It took some convincing for sure, especially going through a part of the woods that's so deep, reminding them of their fight. An experience that neither of them are exactly thrilled to revisit.

Suddenly, George squeals behind him. Dream whips around in less than a second.

"George?!"

"Fuck!" George is on the ground, foot stuck between two large tree roots. "Ugh, that scared me!"

Dream sighs with relief. "Jesus, okay, okay, you're fine. You're so loud." He shuffles over to where George is stuck.

"Sorry," George laughs a little. "Lemme get out of this dumb thing." He pulls his foot upwards, but to no avail. He grunts. "Okay..." He tries angling his foot to each side, downwards, and every possible way. Each time he pulls, nothing happens. It's not going anywhere.

"George?"

"I got it, I got it! Just-" He grabs his ankle and yanks backwards, with no effect. He groans and plants his hands on the ground with a frustrated expression. It's pretty adorable.

"Here, lemme help." Dream chuckles and crouches down to place his hands on the sturdy roots.

"Sure, knock yourself out." George grumbles.

Crack.

Both of the roots are snapped in half, clean.

George's eyes widened. "Wha-"

"Here," Dream smiles down at him and holds out a hand, George chokes out a laugh, and takes it. Despite having just broken tree roots with his bare hands, Dream's hold is so careful and delicate.

George stares at his hands for a moment. He could break me in half if he wanted.

"George?"

"Hm?" George snaps his head up to look at Dream.

"You good? Was it- was it too much? I'm sorry, I-I know I shouldn't do things like that in front of you." Dream pulls his hands away and leans back.

"Huh? Oh- no! No..." George waves his hands in front of himself. "You're fine! You're fine, I just..." George feels his face get hot as he looks at his shoes. "I just forget you can...do stuff, sometimes."

Dream's eyebrows raise. "Oh." A breeze rustles the fallen leaves at their feet. "Is that...a bad thing?"

"No!" George's answer is immediate. "Um, no. It's..." George can't escape the bashful smile on his face. "It's kinda cool, actually."

Dream looks at him with interest. "Cool?"

"I mean, yeah." George crosses his arms close to his chest. "When I'm not in danger from that stuff, I guess it's kind of..." Hot. "...cool."