Two-steps away // based on dnf

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I'm not gonna put TW up anymore because it takes me forever to do, so just read out of your awareness of what you've read before <3

George's pov

When I woke up dream was already gone. That's made me sad, I hated when we didn't wake up together it broke me. It felt like my heart dropped to the bottom of my chest. It felt heavy like all the pain that I ever had flooded me again. Just like that. Dream made me feel safe, except when we fought that scared the shit out of me. I snapped out of my own head as I heard the bathroom door open. Dream. He was just in the shower, whoo.

I was staring at him and I didn't even notice it.

"You good George?" My eyes shot back and forth at him.

"Y-yeah." I blurted out stuttering my words.

"Ok.." he grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom. He usually gets changed in front of me.

I grab my phone as he comes out.

"I'm going out with karl and sapnap today." I looked at him up and down.

"Why?"

"I don't know felt like it."

I nodded as he left the room.

What the hell?

"What a dick." I run downstairs looking out the window seeing Dream leave.

"He can be a real problem sometimes." That voice I know to well said.

I turned around.

"What?.."

"Oh dream, he doesn't know what he wants sometimes George, he's still figuring it out." dreams mom said, "he loves you so much George, just know that." she went to go check on the girls. I stood there still.

"What did you say?" My legs ran to her. The girls looked at me.

"Just that Dream can be a real problem sometimes, give it time honey."

"How?"

"How what?" She looked at me while picking up dirty clothes.

"How'd you know?"

"Because I know my boy hun, give him time I promise." She came over and kissed me on the forehead. "Thank you for being so good to him." She left the room.

"What was mom on about?" Drista said.

"I have no idea." Delly replied.

I left the room the door closing behind me. I ran upstairs to text Dream, but I had a better idea. I took off my clothes and got into the shower. Washing every inch of everything off of me, from dirt to dreams hands all over me.

I got out of the shower brushing my hair, my teeth, even picking out a nice outfit.

I waited on dreams bed for him to get home.

4 hours pass.

It's 7:30 and Dream still isn't home. I've been waiting here in this same exact spot for 4 hours. Why the fuck isn't he home?

I looked at my phone. No texts, no calls, no nothing.

I threw my phone the other side of the bed.