A Brief Inquiry Into (Real) Relationships

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Head over heels wasn't even an extreme enough statement to describe how Dream felt about his best friend.

Each word that spilled over from the snarky boy's mouth was another streak of light painting the sky that amounted to his life, slowly easing any gloomy grey clouds that may have been hovering over him away with large booms of heat and blinding shades of white. It was the only way to describe the way the brunet made the blonde feel deep in his bones, hot streaks of white light dancing across a dark navy blue sky. He supposed the idea of George representing a peaceful night and the feelings he caused to rocket off deep inside of him acting as pops of light juxtaposed each other. How could something as calming and cooling as a deep night ever stir up such intense brightness deep within him?

Dream had always taken a fondness for the moon, for this reason. Its existence, its light contrasting against the almost black night accompanying it, was within itself a contradiction to the rest of the world, but to the tall blonde, it had always made perfect sense. Even in the darkest and deepest spaces of tranquility, light was always present, sending sparks across skin or grass or even between heartstrings.

Deep down, the blonde had known his intense feelings for his best friend could possibly cause more than an avalanche of issues and complicated situations most likely leading to tears and the shattering of the perfect night he had thought they'd built together. Although, that was always a problem for a future Dream, a future version of himself where things like the rate of which his heart thumped while soft waves lay in his lap with a goofy smile or how his bed had felt lacking and he'd continuously awoken to suspiciously empty sheets despite having no one else to reside in them, mattered.

Dream was content nonetheless. He lived with his two best friends, his soulmates, even, and he'd grown more than okay with the idea that he wouldn't be able to hold onto and keep George tied down to their tight-knit group forever.

Or, 'more than okay' was a strong phrase. He'd begun to accept it, as watching shooting stars fly across navy expenses would always be more beautiful than trapping and locking them up while they're destined to continue to soar.

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He'd stared at the fancy envelope for longer than would be expected, as he tried to wrack his brain as to what type of friend or relative would use such detailed lace on something as simple as an envelope. Dream leaned his arms over the marble counter and gently started to pull on the tabs of the envelope to open it as delicately as possible. Idly, he felt something soft brush by his legs and a soft meow ring through his ears. A huffed laugh came from him as he shook his head and didn't take his eyes from the object in hand.

After peeling back the seal, he lifted the item inside and let out a soft gasp of remembrance as he read the front. Beautiful silver writing amounting to ribbons across the white card spelling out "You're Invited" lay in front of him, a creme-colored dove in the corner reminding him of where the card was from.

As he opened the invitation, it had all come flooding back to Dream in an instant. His cousin had gotten engaged six months prior and hadn't been in close enough contact to hear updates on where or when the actual wedding would take place. A soft smile fell on his face as he opened the card and skimmed the basics of the event, idly noting that he'd definitely be leaving town for a few days if not longer to stay with family prior. His mom had always been a stickler on family events requiring extra time before to spend getting into the zone of being around relatives. He presumed it'd be the same situation here, and in all honesty, he'd never truly minded it all that much.

Dream turned his back from where the card lay and grabbed a random pen that laid against the cold counter, before shifting back and leaning over the card once again. His eyes lazily scanned the places he'd needed to mark, mentally checking through everything in his head.