Two-steps away // based on dnf

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TW: aggression, and some smut 🤨

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Friday morning.

|no ones POV|

"Delly get down here!" A scratchy voice yelled from downstairs. As the little girls footsteps ever so happily ran down stairs, she didn't know what was going to happen from the moment she met faces with her father.

"Yes dad?" She ever so excitedly said.

"What do you ne- " A hand slapped across her face, leaving her to fall to the ground and her cheek red as a cherry. She looked up at the devilish man in front of her. She never got hit because her brother would always be there and take all of the hits for her. But he suddenly wasn't there and now it was taken out on her as things would only get worse.

"Where's your brother?!" He yelled at her.

"I-I don't know."

"You tell me where he is!" He hit her again on the same cheek. She backed up and flinched from it. Delly ran. She slammed the door shut while holding her cheek trying to not let tears flood her.

"Delly you little shit!" Her father screamed. She ran and ran, until she ended up at a house that wasn't that far away. She needed help so she knocked on the door. Only opening to a young woman.

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|georges pov|

"Delly?!" I ran over to her wondering what happened. I didn't think about Dream in this moment even though, he knew I was mad at him.

"W-what happened, why are you here?" I stuttered looking at her.

"She just came up our door, and came in crying. She had this red mark on her cheek." Dreams mother said. I pulled delly into a hug, holding her tight. I caressed her back ever so gently soothing her.

|dreams pov|

I watched as the boy I loved hold his, what I asume to be his sister. He's so gentle with her. I wonder how he would be with kids in this moment. I couldn't help but stare at him. Even though I don't think he cared one bit at me in this moment. I heard my mom say, "is she your sister George?"

George nodded 'yes'  so they are related. I wonder..oh.. it must of been his father. He hasn't been home in days, I feel bad I kept him here and now his sister is hurt. It doesn't help that he is already mad at me. I should of stopped when he said so. I wanna apologize. Before it may be to late.
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|george pov|

"I should take her home." I said.
"Are you sure George you guys could stay for awhile..?" His mother said.

"I think we should be fine." His mother nodded ever so slightly, like she knew what was going on.

As me and delly began to leave I felt a grip grab my arm, "can we talk real quick George?" I bit on my lip.

"Hey delly stay with dreams mom for a moment I'm gonna go talk with him. I'll be right back ok?" She nodded as I turned to dream and she ran over to his mom.

I walked with Dream up to his bedroom slightenly. He closed the door behind us as we both stepped into his room.

"What do you need Dream?" I said kind of rudely. Ouch. That hurt me more than it hurt him. I really didn't wanna deal with his crap right now though.

"Look George, I'm sorry that I touched you when you said not too. I promise I won't do it again unless you want me to." He looked genuinely sad. How could I stay mad at him?

I looked up as soon as I heard a sniffle coming from the tall dirty blond standing in front of me, "please don't go back home, I don't want you to get hurt." His voice was breaking. I went in for a hug, squeezing his body. He tightly hugged me back. I nuzzled my face into his chest, his in my shoulders.

We stood there for a few minutes as his sniffles got less. "I love you George."

I looked up at him, I couldn't say it, I just couldn't. He looked at me sadly for me not saying it back.

"I do too dream." I said hoping it was enough. I had trouble expressing emotions, i knew Dream knew that.

"Please stay." I bit down on my lip. "okay"

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A couple weeks had past and we were happy. I got a new phone and did delly switching our phone numbers so my father couldn't call or find us. We told dreams mother our home life, but not all of it. I even caught her crying late at night sometimes, because I knew she was stressed. She never saw me though. Delly became good friends with Drista, there like sister now. She loves this life a lot better, I don't see her cry anymore, and her cheek is all healed. It's nice seeing her happy for once in a lifetime. As for me and Dream, we've been well his mom knows about us now. She 100 percent supports us. She feels like a mother I never had or once had I should say. I also found out Dream doesn't have a father, he died a couple years back from a car accident sadly. Me and Dream have had a couple of fights also lately, but we always work them out. Eventually it all takes time. I've even caught him sometimes crying in the bathroom which scared me a lot. I wonder why he does? One day I will find out. Other than that we are perfect and I wouldn't change him for the world. Perfect, a nice word. I always thought me and him would be perfect .

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I awoke to another ray of sunshine, and a tight grip around my waist.

"Morning beautiful."  He kissed the top of my forehead. The dirty blondes lips were so soft I could kiss them for days on end. When I opened my eyes I stared right into his. He smirked at me climbing on top. I already new what he was doing.

"I hope the door is locked princess..." He winked at me, "try not to be too loud this time." The man on top of me chuckled.

"Shut up." My face was red, I could feel it. He soon stripped us of all our clothes except the boxers.
"are you okay with this George?" I nodded my head giving him and ok.

|dreams pov|
The brunette laid under me. I knew he was unsure of his decision, so I took it slow watching his every move. I slid off his boxers watching him flinch a little at the touch. I took mine off too. I lifted his legs up onto my shoulder trying to find his hole. I slid half of my length inside of him watching him squirm at the touch. His hands squeezed the bed sheets ever so tightly like he held on for dear life.

I put my hands on his waist comforting him and bringing my body close to him. I slid my full length inside of him as he moaned ever so slightly from that touch.

I thrusted inside of him slowly at first, hearing quiet moans coming from him, I loved hearing him. Those beautiful sounds coming from him were like heaven. As his small body squirmed from my length underneath me. I kissed him on the forehead while going a bit more harder then I first started off. I could tell he enjoyed it from all the wiggles, and nosies.

"you look so beautiful under me baby." I said. His words were stuttered in a sentence as he spoke. "s-shut u-u-up." I knew he would say that. As I thrusted harder, I could tell I hit his spot, by the loud moan he let out.

"don't be so loud, you don't want them to hear us." I smirked at him, but he didn't know. He was screaming my name. Asking for more. He's so beautiful under me. I love seeing it. A helpless boy begging for more than he got. It was ever so perfect.

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|georges pov|

My breathing was heavy after my boyfriend was inside of me, touching every inch, of me.

We rested in the bed as we were both tired only wearing boxers just incase. I already knew I wouldn't be able to walk in the morning just from how bad my legs hurt already. Dream loved that. He wanted to see me fall, to see the look on my face when I did.

As Dream cuddled me in this moment I felt safe. Like nothing could ever touch me, nothing could ever get to me. To bad it wasn't true. This moment I wish we could stay like forever. It felt so perfect. Even when I knew it could never be.

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