TW: Swearing, fighting. Comment any I'm missing --->
George POV
I took a shower, brushed my teeth, then got into some gray sweatpants and a white T-shirt. Now all that was left was to pick out a suit...
(Okay guys please, the gray sweatpants mean nothing)
After a moment of debating my options, I decided to go with a simple black and white suit with a dark blue, almost black tie.
I took the suit and went to wait outside the door just like Dream had asked, still clueless as to why he asked me to do this.
I open the door to see Dream already waiting there for me. He was wearing a dark green T-shirt and black sweatpants.
Guess he's going to bed soon too then?
"C'mon." The blond says, gesturing for me to follow him.
I make the short walk to the room across the hall and I realize where he's leading me to.
Why are we going to his bedroom? I ask myself.
He opens the doors to reveal an entire fucking living space and I shiver as a bit of a breeze hits me.
(Something along the lines of this, but feel free to modify it as much as you'd like.)
I gasp and turn to follow him as he leads me through his 'room' to another.
It's not long before we're at another door that leads to an actual bedroom this time.
"Okay so why am I here?" I ask finally.
"This is where you'll be sleeping tonight." He says taking the suit from my hands and throwing it somewhere in the closet.
I look at him confused. "And why is that?" I ask
"Well for two reasons." He pauses. "One, as a punishment for planning to run away. And two, to make sure you don't escape in the middle of the night." He finishes.
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One wrong move // (Discontinued) Dreamnotfound
FanficIn a post-apocalyptic world in which Dream and George stumble upon each other when George is unknowingly stealing from one of the most dangerous groups left in this train wreck of a world. Don't read. Probably taking it down soon. You should read my...