Rain

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Chapter 3:

!TW!: talk of drugs and some tense moments

December 20

Every person has some sort of sense. Weather it be a sense of smell, or a sense of understanding.
Or maybe you can sense when there are clearly eyes looking straight at you that have been staring for the past 4 minutes and 21 seconds.
22 seconds.

Stop counting.

Dream told himself. Just look up. See who they are. They will stop staring when you look at them. That is if they are normal. I meant they should be, right? What is the statistic for every weird person per normal p-

Dream, stop. Breathe.

Without thinking, Dream whipped his head to the left and connected his eyes with the ones of the boy standing next to him.

He regretted it immediately afterwords.

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George's throat was seizing up.
Why. Why did this boy effect him so much? In the rain, he wasnt able to notice his features as well as now, and boy was he different here.
He was just tall enough to have to look up. Small freckles scattered his cheeks and nose, adding to the innocent yet terrified look on his face. His ruffled, scuffed hair looked brown in the warm light from the sun shining through the windows nearby...

But the most noticable feature, was his eyes.
Not, because they pulled you in, or because they were a beautiful green, but because they were...

Cold. Dark. Hurt. Scared.

He couldnt stop staring at them. They were mesmerizing, they looked as if they were swirling in a mix or grey and green with hints of yellow on the outer brim.
Goerge couldnt put his finger on it. They seemed so, familiar.

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They than noticed that neither of them had blinked for the past 47 seconds, and that they both were now shaking as if there was an earthquake surrounding them. But it was also safe, as if they had a shield of protection around them, closing them off from the chaos around them, so surreal, and hazy, clouding their vision from anything but the two people within the shelter, their thoughts merging into one never ending moment of security, although the fear and uncertainty was present, it felt like it was Pointless and irrelevant compared to the feeling of warmth that both were feeling. They didn't know why. 4 seconds ago they had been terrified and their minds had been racing and now, it felt like...home. Just them. And their thoughts.

But these instants never last long.

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'DREAM!! CAN YOU SHOW ME- oh- uh, hi I need to borrow this idiot thanks-'

Goerge was startled by the sudden ping of reality that had slapped him in the face. He whipped his head to the side to see a small boy tugging at the taller ones arm. Eyes fazed from the sudden movements he looked at the him, his dark brown, maybe black hair ruffled over his face and his poor attempt of a beard dirtied upon his face. He was about an inch taller than George, but they were quite small compared to the taller boy standing by both.

Oh shit right. Hes still standing there.

He looked up to see the taller still staring deeply into his eyes. It made his nerves let out vibrations all down his spine.

'Uh...Dream..care to, um explain?'

The boy said clear confusion plastered across his face, but making thousands of theorys in the back of his mind.

The boy.. dream, ripped his eyes from george and looked down at the other, a sorry look on his face. He picked through his backpack and took out a notebook. George look at it in curiosity, wondering what was inside.
He saw dream hurryingly flip through pages full of...words. just words. Goerge tried to read some of them but he flipped through too quickly to make any of them out.
When he made it to a fresh page he shoveled through his backpack and took out a pencil, then scribbled something and showed it to the other boy with them.

'..oh. uh. Well hi, I'm Nick, uh, I'm Dreams friend. How- how did you two meet exactly?'

Nick stuttered out most of the words after reading what dream had wrote. George wanted to just rip the notebook put of the others hands and see what it was, and for. But he if he knew one thing, it was that he had to keep his hands to himself.

Always.

He instead pondered the question. God how the hell did they manage to meet. Well, he knew how, but should he really say that he had gotten high and told to go be gay and decided to kiss the first guy he saw.

Hm.

'Uh, do you wanna know the truth, or the normal?'

George said this really not thinking. Well at least it wasnt his fault when they heard what had happened. They chose what they wanted to hear..right?
Yeah right.

'Is that not obvious, the truth duh.'

Nick said in a annoyed but playful tone. It was slightly contagious, his attitude, even in a tense moment, he seemed to be calm.

Dream looked toward george, eyes digging graves in George's. He wanted something. He couldnt tell what.

'Uh, well to be completely fair, I.. um, well I was, erm, vaping, for the past 3 hours, and...uh and my brother told me to go be gay...and uh- well I walked out into the rain, and uh..hehe- I went and uh..kissed- the first boy I saw...and- uh...that just so happened to be.. um, Dream.'

George got very hot in his face and freezing on every other part of him, he had cringed at it. He hadn't really said it out loud before, it sounded so wrong, but it felt right.

Before looking up to see the two boys's reactions, he looked down at the gray speckled concrete floor. If you look hard enough, you could make patterns and shapes with the small dents.

1 house
2 diamonds
3 people
4 candies
5 seconds until I'm dead

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God he was so stupid.
Dreams eyes were fixed on the small boys forehead, trying so hard to read the others thoughts.
Of course. Of course. He was on damn drugs, why had he been so worried? So concerned? So curious? So... so wanting.

Was he angry at the boy? No. He had learned to not be mad at drugged bitches, was he mad at himself for not seeing it in the first place? Deffinatly.

It was obvious, right? Why else would a dude come up to him and kiss him in the middle of the street. I mean, he had made up plenty of reasons in his head, but those didnt matter now. All that mattered was the reality, not some possibility his mind had theorized in the past 25 hours and 42 minutes.
43 minutes.

Stop.

He told himself. He didnt, but it was worth a shot. His head was so fixed on overthinking he wasnt even paying attention to the 2 boys in front of him. What on earth occurred for this to happen to him. He was confused, but his mind was set on one thing,

What do I do now?

He didnt want to ask himself that, But what else, right?
Tell sapnap to introduce him?
Shake his hand?
Fake a smile?
Get angry?
Push him off?
Walk to class?
Leave and go home?
Just...stand there?
Surely not. He had to do somethi-

"Uhh...weird man. You were high on some shit? HAHA.

A/n: Lol ima try to update as much as possible cause I'm on a rush of adrenaline so there might just be a bunch of chapter today. Sorry this one was shorter the next ones will be longer pinky promise 🤙
Anyway please drink water have a snack and take your meds while your at it I love you all and the world will never be too much for you, you are simply so amazing for this world BAIIIIIIII