my best friends roommate.

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the calm before the storm.

2:45 p.m.

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dream and george have been at the park for a while now, making small talk here and there. but ultimately they're just laying down in the shade; enjoying each other's company.

"are you comfortable talking about your parents more?"  george asks, "yeah, if you're comfortable talking about yours, an eye for an eye type of deal." dream says, laying on his side so he's looking at george, george does the same; "deal." he says, waiting for dream to start talking, dream lays on his back and closes his eyes.

"mom was always there for me, so was my dad but my mom made a lot more room for my mistakes."  he says as he recalls all the things his mother would let slide, "my dad didn't let much of my mistakes go unnoticed, he was a humble and loyal man and he wanted me to turn out the same, so i understand why he was so hard on me." dream says, opening his eyes and turning his head to look at george, george is looking at him, laying on his side, listening intently; dream smiles at him and continues "very religious people. i never got the point of it all, god loves his children but condemns them to hell for loving another man?" dream says, annoyed by all the gospel songs that ring in his head, "they'd take me to church but again, i never really saw the point. i believe in a higher power yeah but not the higher power that makes his children miserable for things that are completely normal." dream says, looking at george once more; this time he's laying on his stomach, hands folded like a pillow under his head, "they kicked me out because i loved who i wanted to love, i don't think that's right. i don't think that i deserved that kind of treatment from the people who are supposed to love me unconditionally." dream says, ranting at this point, he sighs and closes his eyes so he doesn't cry. "their loss honestly, they raised a very good man." george says, putting his hand on his friends forehead and moving his hair away from it, dream melts into the touch "you think so?" dream says, still closing his eyes "mhm. hes charming, funny, handsome, knows how to talk to people, brings a smile to everyone's face. they're missing out." geogre says with a soft smile, petting dream's hair back, "keep going." dream says, joking around with him; "i think he's hurting a lot inside tho, uses it all the mask something that's deeply rooted." george says, flicking dream's forehead and putting his arm back under his head, dream laughs, "yeah. i push it away a lot because i hate thinking about it." he says, getting in the same position as george, "you have to accept it for the way that it is now." george says, bluntly. "i'll try." dream says, closing his eyes and imagining what it last looked like when his parents were genuinely proud of him.

"my mom was always an asshole," george says, "always drunk because my dad was cheating on her," geogre continues, closing his eyes as soon as dream opens his. "it was like that for years, i guess she took it all out on me because i was weaker than my dad, always told me to apologize for the stupidest things and then would leave me outside like some kind of mutt." george says, anger slipping into his voice "my dad never paid any attention to me after i came out. he never acknowledged me, never talked to me, treated me like some kind of ghost." geogre says, turning his head into his arms "i guess it's easier for me to forget them because of how neglectful they were throughout my entire life." he says, "it's probably harder on your because of your relationship with them before it happened." george says, hoping that it makes dream feel better about his progress with moving on "yeah, that makes sense." dream says, getting closer to george. "that's really all i can say about them, not a single good thing comes to mind." geogre says, putting his head back to look at dream, he laughs at the fact that he had to live with apathy his whole life and now he lives in a world full of empaths.

"i think you're stronger than you let out to be." dream whispers, caressing george's cheek, george blushes and backs away from dream's touch "yeah, im swag." he says, trying to distract from dream's gesture.

"when's the last time you've talked to them?" dream asks, laying on his back once more, "years. last time was when i fully moved over here. i asked if i can bring my cat and they never gave me a reply." george says, he misses his cat.

"what assholes." dream says, a disgusted look plastered on his face.

"i got patches off of the road when she was a newborn, her mom got ran over and she was the only kitten of the liter. i bottle fed her and everything." dream says, smiling as he remembers how tiny his kitty use to be. "she's lovely." george says, smiling at dream who's grinning at the leaves on the tree above them, that damn smile.

"we should catnap your cat." dream says suddenly, "maybe one day." george says, a sad look in his eye as he remembers the cat that use to sleep with him in the garden.

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A/N:

i wanted to clarify that the religion part is something that i have personally experienced! and i'm sure so many of you have as well !

however, please do not go and bash on anyone's religious beliefs in the comments.

we all experience the same things differently <3.

not many people who believe in a higher power believe the things that are taught in the bible/testimony.

PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND!