Forced love // dreamnotfound

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Dear family,

I really do apologize for what I have done, I know it's something you will never forgive me, but i had to do it, i couldn't take it anymore. Life was so hard at the moment, it just felt so easy to leave it all behind and start something new, although while writing this I didn't actually know if there will be anything else after this life that I already had and appreciated. Don't miss me too much, I did this for my own good, it helped me get rid of all the stress and problems I was feeling. So just think of it as a good thing, something that i needed and that I'm in a better place now. I'll miss you.

Lee

What did it sound like? Like a suicide letter? A running away letter? A killing someone and running away letter?

George is an overthinker, so the first thought that he got after reading this, was mentioning the name to Dream somehow, without him realizing what he's trying to get out of him.

It took him at least half and hour to do, so it should be dinner anytime soon. And he was right, yes, he was soon called. "George! Sapnap! Food!" Few seconds later Dream yelled something else. "Just Sapnap actually, sorry!" Cause George wasn't able to walk down the stairs. He broke his ankle ha ha.

But he had to be at the dinner table with them to be able to talk. He got the crutches, limped over to the high door, exceptionally higher than himself, and stood at it.

His anxiety wasn't letting him open it again. He sighed, closed his eyes and just opened it. He stood in the doorway, proud of himself. He actually beat his anxiety.

He walked up to the high stairs, very clearly he's not going to be able to crutch down them. "Dream!" George yelled disappointed that he has to ask for his help.

Dream started walking towards the stairs and once he noticed George he stopped and watched him with a sad expression.

From one point of view Dream loved being the one in control and seeing George like that, asking for help, should have made him happy and in control, and it actually did make him feel somewhat good and powerful, but it also made him slightly sad, that his poor George was like this.

He started walking up the stairs and he shortly reached George. "You want downstairs?" George was about to say something along the lines of 'obviously you idiot' but knowing Dream and his short fuse, that wasn't such a good idea.

He used to insult him, friendly, all the time and it didn't seem to bother him. George just nodded, instead of saying anything at all. Hopefully he won't trigger Dream with the whole Lee thing.

He got picked up, bridal style, and carried down the stairs. It was a frightening view from where he was at, the stairs seemed so high, and he felt like he was about to fall out of Dreams hands and break his other leg.

George cramped his hand in Dreams shirt even tighter than he already did in reflex at once as he left the ground. "I'm not going to drop you George, you're light as a feather."

Dream smiled at George, but it did not help at all. He was soon put back on the ground, and Dream ran back up the stairs to get his crutches. They both sat down, where Sapnap was already waiting for them.

"Hey." Sapnap said grinning at George. Probably awkward being alone with Dream. "Hey." George tried to smile like Sapnap, but he just wasn't in that smiling mood.

"I had a really cool dream tonight, Sapnap. Wanna hear it?" George didn't have much time to think of a way to mention the name, so he went with the first thing he could think of.

"Sure." Sapnap said and right after stuffed a huge potato piece in his mouth. "I... Um... So i was in a classroom, and we were writing letters to our families, there were a few other people and it was like a class full of people my age."

George had to think on spot. "And so we wrote. I don't remember what i wrote and to who, but i remember there was this guy with me and we decided to exchange our letters to read." He was so close to the desired subject, all he had to do was say his name.

Sapnap was watching George and listening carefully with his eyebrows furrowed. Hopefully he doesn't think that this is some kind of a secret message, cause it really looked like he's trying to read George.

"It started with like 'Dear family,' and ended with his name, which was Lee." George quickly glanced over at Dream, to see if he has any kind of reaction at all.

His facial expression didn't change even a little bit. Dream just continued chewing. George slightly sighed and turned back to his dish full of food he was so distracted from wanting.

He stuffed down a part of it, and then looked at Dream and started standing up. Dream took the hint and walked over to George. Left hand underneath his thighs and right on his back. He easily picked him up, and paced up, past the stairs.

Dream started walking to his room, but George had left the notebook fully open on his bed. It was a huge risk of Dream finding it and maybe wanting to read it, just in case of what bullshit he could be writing about him.

"Dream, put me down, I can walk on ground, just not the stairs." He didn't stop. The bedroom wasn't that far away from the stairs, and Dream was aproaching it rapidly.

"No! Seriously, I can walk, please put me down." George started moving around in Dreams grasp, hoping to be put down as it would be the only choice for Dream. But instead, he obviously fell out of his hands, roughly hitting the floor.