The Hidden Kingdom of Magic | Dreamnotfound ✔︎

Chapter 16

While his books were creepily following George from behind; George was breathing heavily as he tried to catch up to Dream who he had no idea where he is now. George placed his hands on his waist while panting as he looks around trying to find Dream, sweat already on his neck.

"George?" A female voice spoke up behind him. George looked from behind and saw his mom who was looking at him in curiosity since she looked confused. "What are you doing here? And why aren't you with Dream?" she asked in her soft tone as George gulped nervously scratching his temple.

"Mom! Uh- have you seen Dream? I think I may have done something that had made him upset" George frowned, looking at his mom that had a faint smile planted on her soft pink lips. Looking at her son she fixes her giant crown covered in pure gold and tons of various gems she sighed.

"Yes I have seen Dream. He went to his room in a hurry. I thought he was coming to you so I let him go" Clasha spoke wiping away the dust that was on her royal blue dress covered with white water droplets of water. George nodded as he noticed that there was a maiden behind her that was carrying scrolls and quill that was standing impatiently looking at George annoyed that she obviously tried to hide.

He widened his eyes, "I must have interrupted you. I'm sorry mother I'll get going thank you" George quickly spoke in a hurry as he nervously gives the maid a slight smile before proceeding to walk to the dirty blond's room. He heard his mom speak from behind trying to get him to stop but he just completely ignored it and continued forgetting about the fact that he had books following him.

George placed his fingers around the handle of the door to Dream's room. He hesitated while his fingers were around the lock flicking with it anxiously. The brunet looked straight at the door as he sighed clicking the lock open; that caused his hands to push the door without force making the door slam open causing him to flinch.

As George entered the room he already heard muffled sniffling from the direction to where the bed is placed. He saw a dirty blond that still had his mask on hugging his knees tightly as sad salty tears were dropping on his chin to the leather armor he was wearing that was made to be waterproof.

"Dream?" George mumbled softly as he slowly closed the door behind him with his fingers while the books that were flouting slowly made their way to the small chair beside the door quietly.

Dream looked from his knees to the door to where the prince was standing near as he lifted his mask up slightly wiping away the obvious tears that were on his cheek that were easily replaced by a new one. "G- George?" Dream murmured faintly back in a questioning tone as he tried to hide his obvious sniffles.

George smiled weakly as he made his way to the comfy bed that Dream was laying on. He sat at the bed slowly as he bounced for some seconds. They stared at the other for some minutes with nothing to say and no words coming out of their mouth awkwardly.

During the silence, George pulled the dirty blond for a warm and comforting hug that he never thought he'll do for his entire life. He felt the warmth of his body against his arms as Dream embraced for him wrapping his arms around the brunet's neck; sniffling against his mask that was placed on George's shirt. "I- I'm sorry for running away without permission" Dream muttered sniffling letting the tears roll down his cheek hoping.

George frowned as he pulled Dream more to him hugging him tightly. "Don't you dare apologize. You got a panic attack, you had the right. I should be the one sorry" George mumbled playing with Dream's hair while Dream had his chin placed on the crook of the brunet's neck.

George pushed Dream softly as he held the dirty blond's shoulders lightly looking directly into his emerald green eyes behind the mask smiling weakly. "Do you want to remove the mask? It's more comfortable" he asked. The prince then realized right after he said that Dream was being quiet staring at George zoned out.

George immediately regretted the decision of him asking as he changed his statement. "Forget that. Let's just-" he said in panic but was cut off by Dream.

"No, it's ok. Just- don't look okay?" Dream mumbled nervously yet feeling confident. George tried to argue but nodded sighing closing his eyes shut making his way to the pillows laying down.

Dream smiled weakly as a tear rolled down his cheek behind his mask. He raised his hands and slowly made his way to the back of his head to the clip that kept his mask strapped on Dream's tightly preventing it from falling off. When he felt the clip he then hesitantly unlocked it feeling the mask come off his face.

As the mask fell to his hands he sighed placing it on the table beside his bed. After, he laid next to George nuzzling his face against the chest of the smaller that was a little on top of him; covering his face. "You can open your eyes now" he mumbled against the brunet's shirt.

George slowly opened his eyes as he sees Dream who had his face nuzzled against his chest making him smile happily. Why does he make me smile so much? he thought as he pulled Dream more to his chest now cuddling. On the back of Dream, he saw the mask that he was wearing before now placed on the small table beside his bed.

"Dream?" George asked as he nuzzled his face against Dream's soft wavy hair inhaling the sweet scent of shampoo he used down to his lungs. After some seconds he heard a soft muffled hum from Dream. "Why'd you leave me in there?" George questioned as he immediately regretted it. I shouldn't have questioned that

Dream went silent again as George felt more tears through his shirt making him panic slightly. "Fire" Dream mumbled making George's eyes widen looking down at the dirty blond who still nuzzled against his silk shirt now wet.

"Fire reminds me of the village that I came from. Where my parents died from hunters and were burned down... I guess when I see fire I see the vision of my village burning down to ashes" Dream spoke letting the tears stain George's sleeve.

George felt himself frown, he didn't realize that Dream has been through so much. He lost his family, lost his home. He lost everything in his life after the incident. And for the first time in his life, he felt bad for someone. George held Dream more tightly like his life depends on it as he closes his eyes shut nuzzling his face to Dream's hair deeper. "I'm sorry" George spoke as a small tear left his eye feeling horribly bad for his knight regretting every attitude he gave him.

He felt Dream smile softly against his shirt. "You didn't know. It's ok" Dream spoke as he pulled George closer to him closing his eyes smiling feeling himself getting tired then drifting off to sleep. George smiled softly hearing the blond's quiet snores against his shirt; he relaxes his arms that were wrapped protectively around Dream as he also drifts to sleep making in the arms of the dirty blond.

"My Queen!" Rafao spoke as he walked towards Clasha who had a maid following her with tons of different scrolls. Clasha smiled as he kissed her husband's cheek softly as he reached him. "My King, why are you here?" Clasha asked as she asks the maid to leave.

"There was an opening of a new restaurant nearby so I made sure to attend " Rafao spoke as he looks around noticing that they were in front of Dream and George's room. Clasha nodded smiling as he looks at Dream's door to his room.

"I see now have you seen George? I am quite worried about him" She asked giving a small knock on George's room noticing that she got nothing in response.

Rafao frowned as he shook his head. "Apologies my queen but I have not " he spoke to his wife as she looks at Dream's room in curiosity. Rafao raised his eyebrows as he looks at his wife his brows furrowed.

Clasha carefully pushed the door open clicking the lock on the handle as she peeks through the door. Rafao also peeks through the door and saw the unexpected. They both smile as they saw Dream and George both cuddling on the bed hugging each other tightly with Dream against George's chest and George nuzzling his face on Dream's hair. "How adorable! They look so comfortable together Rafao" Clasha spoke staring in awe at the two.

Rafao smiled also looking at the two "I believe they had got along pretty well during these two weeks with Dream being our son's personal knight" Rafao smiled as he stares at the two boys grinning.