Mr Dream. DNF

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10.47AM, Dream's room

When George walked into the room he immediately went to sit down on Dream's lap and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then George began to take the straps around Dream's hands off so the blonde could properly hold George. Dream smiled and kissed George on his lips while wrapping his arms around the brunettes waist.

Dream broke their kiss to gasp for air.
"I wasn't expecting that for a Thursday morning, but I'm not complaining." George giggled and gently placed his head onto Dream's shoulder, enjoying the criminal's warmth.
"You know George, when I got that letter I nearly lost it. I can't believe you love a person like me, it really shocked me."
George looked up at Dream. "Dream, why would you say that? You are lovable."
Dream sighed and rest his chin against George's head. "You think so?"
"I know so."

"Dream, do you remember that game we played were I asked you a question and then you asked me one? Can we play that game again to get to know each other a bit more..?"
Dream smirked, but George didn't realise.
"Of course Georgie, anything for you."

Most of that session was spent talking to each other and finding out little things about the other person. George shared that his favourite flower was a calendula; while Dream's was a rose. Dream liked car chases and had a bright red Bugatti Chiron (obviously stolen); George on the other hand had no idea what that was but it sounded incredible. They both shared a passion for giving bad people what they deserve and bringing the horrible government to justice. It was like a match made in heaven.

As the session slowly came to an end, Dream whispered into George's ear and grabbed George's hips tightly. "So Georgie," He began. "You do love me, right?"
George looked up at Dream and nodded.
"Good, and you would do anything for me?"
George nodded even more.
"Listen to me George, anything. Ok?"
George whispered, "Anything Dream. I would do anything for you."

George was under Dream's trance. The criminal had somehow managed to hypnotise George and he was now falling deep into the rabbit hole.

Dream smirked. "If you mean what you say, you would go somewhere to meet someone tonight?"
George looked confused.
Dream pressed George's head close to his chest.
"It's nothing too scary, you'll just be meeting a friend of mine. Then he'll give you something I need, you'll come to the hospital and leave it in here."
Dream lifted George's chin to look Dream in the eye. Or the mask technically. The offer seemed so tempting, and it was so easy. George couldn't say no to such an exiting request.

"Of course Dream, I mean if I asked you for something you'd do it for me. Wouldn't you?"
Dream hesitated before nodding. "Anything for you Georgie."

An alarm on George's phone went off, the session was done. "George, just remember at midnight on Highcross street meet my friend in the alleyway behind the yellow shop, he'll be waiting."
George nodded, then walked out.

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