George's POV
"We're going to dance," Dream said.
He grabbed my hand and led me to an open space where we wouldn't knock anything over or get hurt.
His hand was towering mine — way bigger in comparison.
"I don't dance Dream," I spat out, letting go of his hand.
"I don't either. But I do this when I feel like I need an energy booster. It'd be nice for once if I can do this with someone else for a change," Dream said, scrolling through his Spotify playlist, not breaking eye contact with his phone.
"I dance like I have two left feet, I don't have rhythm, Dream."
"We're not competing. Just having fun George," he reassured.
"Okay."
"M'lady," Dream said, bowing slightly, hand gently flipped over, awaiting my touch.
I grabbed his hand and simultaneously rolled my eyes in disbelief, scoffing under my breath. Remembering a few a seconds ago how I realized how big his hands are compared to mine.
He moved his wrist and intertwined our fingers together.
Our hands magically fit snugged into one another's.
"Did you find a song to dance to?" I asked.
"Yeah, my favorite," Dream said softly, eyes still not detaching from his Spotify playlist.
A beat starts to emit from the speakers and Dream starts to move around, feeling the beat through his body — growing loose.
He starts to sing-a-long to the words of the song.
I saw you lookin' for the side door
You didn't wanna stick around for
The rest of the night
I guess that's alright
His melody matches the tone of the song, he hits every note perfectly. He's loosening up, in a different state of emotion than what I witnessed upstairs — a completely different person from what I knew.
Someone who was vulnerable in a way they deserved to be loved so much more than they give.
They all left when you walked home
It makes sense that they all know
It was only for you
If only you knew
Dream starts to get louder as he's rapidly moving my hand with his dance movements, creating my body to vibrate at the speed he's leading. I'm following his steps and he begins to start jumping around. The beat starts to speed up, he's almost screaming now.
What good is love
Without any strings?
Held it above
Stuck in between
Tell me for once
What that even means
I wanna know you
But can't make it right
He lets go of my hand and brings his hands close to his chest, bending slightly over and jumping in unison with the beat of the music.
There's something on my mind
There's something that I
Wish I would've told you but you just don't seem
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ФанфикDream spirals out of control while George is exploring love in London. He wants George to notice him - more than best friends. One stream changes it all & the rest is history. *mature content* *might be some TW* *mostly fluff // little smut* Starte...
