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Cat - George x Dream

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Chapter include(s):

-DreamNotFound

-Implied DreamNotNap

-Catboy Dream (Please we need more of Catboy Dream content)

-Fluff

-Angst

-Soft Dream

No spoilers, just know that there will be angst.

I don't wanna talk about the fact that I didn't update after promising 🌝, everything's been fine lately, so I really don't know why- It's not that I'm losing interest in the Bottom Dream community, no- definitely not-.

But 2 weeks and beyond all measures will be updated shortly. I hope- Well, 2 weeks' 3rd chapter is done but Beyond All Measures isn't.

Also this is rushed and will have some grammar issues oops.

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Dream whimpered, trying to snuggle into George's neck to get his attention only to be pushed away. He gave a soft mewl, trying again to get the older's gaze, before sighing in defeat.

George is his first master, Sapnap being the second, but for some reason... When Sapnap's gone, George would just... Neglect him for no reason at all.

Dream remembered the time George forgot to give him his daily milk, and he almost cried if it wasn't for Sapnap arriving earlier than they both anticipated.

Not that Dream complained anymore that day. He just likes milk, milk is tasty, whoever tells him otherwise will get a scratch for the rest of their lives.

Dream plopped off of George's lap, occupying himself with - surprisingly - a gift from the brunet during his birthday. He also failed to notice the way George's eyes softened when he caught the toy between his hands.

In Dream's eyes... George was his master. He was the one to always take care of him.

In George's eyes... Dream was dead.

Dream died years ago, this was only a memory he had in his- their memory book. A picture he took of Dream sleeping with the gift he bought him.

George kept Dream's bright green collar, he kept all the pictures he had of the cat hybrid. He couldn't move on.

He- He loved Dream.

Now there he stood, in Dream's bright green room, still filled with his scent, filled with his toys, his clothes, everything.

Even the bed Dream died on.

He wanted to burn that bed, wanted to destroy it, but he couldn't.

"Georgee!"

George gave a sigh, he wished he showed Dream the attention he wanted before it was all to late. But it's already happened. There was no getting him back...

"George?"

He held the picture close to his chest. 'If I could just turn back time...'

"Geeeeooorggggeeee!"

...

"Dream?"

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George grunted, not noticing the weight ontop of him. "What the hell..?" He muttered, blinking hazily.

"George?"

George gasped, staring at the ceiling before making contact with viridescent eyes. "Dream..?" He whispered, taking the figure's appearance.

Dream was... Well Dream.

Wearing an obnoxious green hoodie, his cat ears poking out of his hair, chubby cheeks always seem to be pouting and- Hey This is Dream.

"Yeah?" Dream tilted his head, looking confused. "Hellooo~?"

George blinked, before sighing. "Hello kitten." He whispered, pushing the other on his lap before sitting up.

Dream blinked, looking up at him. "Did you hit your head?" The blond muttered, comfortably snuggling on the brunet's chest.

George softly giggled, petting the catboy, "No, no." He answered as Dream started purring.

The brunet pulled the cat into a hug, getting a squeak in return. He chuckled, as he looked at Dream's big bright eyes.

He was glad it was just a dream.

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Thoughts on the chapter?

Rushed.