Two-steps away // based on dnf

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IF YOU GET UNCOMFORTABLE ANYWHERE IN THE STORY JUST DONT READ IT OK?

George's pov

I woke up to a fresh scent of pumpkin in the room, I was curious on what it was so I opened my eyes. god Dream, that is something I didn't wanna see. I saw a girl or what I thought to be a girl leave the room. I closed my eyes back when I saw Dream starting to walk back to the bed. He rubbed the side of my arm and sighed, I could smell pumpkin on him. I opened my eyes slowly facing a blonde man I didn't know if I knew. "Goodmorning george, you feeling better?"

I nodded. Lies. He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead. "I'll be back I have to go somewhere."

"Where?" I rubbed my eyes.

"I'll be back soon George." He got up but I grabbed him by the wrist.

"Why can't you tell me?"

He hesitated. "You wouldn't understand.."

"What would I not understand Dream?!" My tone raised and I let go of his arm.

"You don't need to know where I'm going all the time! Ok? Is that what you wanted to hear?!"  He sighed.

"Listen George-" I cut him off with my mumbling.

"I wish I was enough for you." I continued on, "but I could never be enough."

"I'm sorry-"

"Dont say your sorry. Your not sorry! Why can't you tell me?!" I didn't even know I was crying nor yelling.

"I wish you would've thought this through before I went and fell in love with you." I mumbled. Dream stood there still.  He was speechless I could tell. I was crying and yelling at him.

"I saw you with that girl. You wanna tell me the truth?" I wiped off my tears.

"Goddammit George. GODDAMMIT!" He clenched his fists. He held his fist up to me but didn't say anything.

"You dick." I said. He left the room slamming the door behind him. I cried for 3 hours or more that day, Dream didn't come home until later that night, drunk.

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present of Dream coming home.

12:34

He walked into his room where I was laying on the bed. We didn't make eye contact all he did was get into the bed after shutting the lights off. He smelt like alcohol. He feel asleep right when his head hit the pillow. I got up and went downstairs. Dreams mom was sitting at the island.

"Hi hun, you ok?"  I couldn't hold the tears back when she said it, I felt so broken after that. The man I loved broke my heart into pieces. "Come here hun." She waved for me to give her a hug. Her hug was nice. It felt like a mother's warmth that I could never have. The caring part was the best.  She wiped away my tears with her hand saying, "shhh" every second. "I'm so sorry about Dream, just give him a chance to talk and figure his life out."

"But I don't get why he is doing this to me. I thought y-you said he loved me." My voice broke.

She sighed. "This is the time around when his dad died. He always gets like this when that happens. He loves you so much George, I promise and that's the truth." She gave me a loving hug. "Now get back to bed. See you in the morning." Just like that I gave her one last hug and said goodnight. I ran back upstairs back to the man laying in the same bed as me. I was unknowingly clinging around Dream tightly that night. I knew he would love seeing that in the morning.

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I felt the sun rays spread onto my face. It was morning and I felt a large arm grabbing around me. I missed him, and his touch it felt nice again. I opened my eyes only to see a sleeping dream next to me. I scooted up only to hit my head on the bed frame. "Ow!" I made a noise while grabbing my head. The blonde stretched and opened his eyes.