rainy days // dnf oneshot

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It was raining heavily outside, the two boys were stuck inside their holiday home with nothing to occupy them. What a great holiday choice.

The howling wind coursed it's way through the sky scratching at the worn out windows leaving droplets plastered upon anything to its touch, the Misty air filled the woodlands. The sight was like a dream

George and Dream sat in their kitchen watching as the horrible weather's occurred there was little to nothing they could do, other than keep each other company. Their idea of company? Far from other friendships.

The two young boys were deep in love, even if they wouldn't admit it out of fear it was true. And they both knew it they just had the distant fear of loosing their perfect friendship over something so selfless as emotions.

They wanted to share a bond like all the romantic films you watch, like the stories you'd read and wish to be in.

Just as another would attempt to speak they would catch each others eyes looking deeply into them a need of love and care taking over, they wished they could explore what they could be. They wished to admit their feelings, they just wanted more,

More than friends.

They wanted to love, they wanted to feel.

They were trapped together left with nothing but each-other and their emotions.

Almost on que the power cut out causing them to have only one source of light in the house, candle light. The two stood together by the window the candle light eliminated their best features, The only feature on both being their eyes as they spoke their thoughts through their minds.

George's eyes a chocolate brown glowing ever so sweetly in the dim lighting highlighting the pure beauty of his facial features displaying him perfectly, how his hair laid ever so slightly above his eyes, his soft to touch skin clear and pale, the innocent yet dirty grin plastered onto his face. He was perfect.

Dream on the other hand had emerald green eyes staring back at George his eyes that could light up the sky, freckles scattered on his slightly tinted red cheeks dirty blonde waved hair ruffled swooping to the side framing his adorable face perfectly leaving his clear pearly white smile untouched. He was perfect.

They were perfect.

Neither said a word, they let their bodies do the talking as dream cupped George's face with one hand holding tightly onto his waist, they fit together so perfectly.

Like a puzzle that was yet to be solved.

The tension between the two grew stronger none of the boys could stand it for much longer, they wanted each other and they would get it.

Dream lowered his head lifting up George's chin so their lips barely brushed against one another a warm smile growing on their faces. They closed the space and shared a passionate yet delicate kiss, as if a simple mistake could break the moment.

Nothing else mattered. Nobody else mattered, they were wrapped up in each other's arms exploring what was yet to be explored. That's all that mattered in that moment.

It felt so right, but it was so wrong.

The fears of reject being pushed away as they deepened into the kiss letting their lips explain how they felt, the soft touch of the other sending electricity through their veins, the lust for one another grew slowly as they slowly pulled away looking into each others eyes fondly, in shock and lust for more.

Suddenly George flashed dream a cheeky smile before he wrapped his hands around Dreams wrist tightening his grasp leading his way to the front door opening it with a swing as they both ran out into the rain, giggling together as the rain poured surrounding them in the misted rain, fingers intertwined together. The moment was perfect.

Dream ran his spare hand through George's curled hair, something he had wanted to do forever.

They danced around in the rain, it was only Them alone together, but they couldn't ever want more.

Dream held George's neck pulling him in for another kiss this one lasting not as long but releasing butterflies either way sending sparks down their spines.

Their love for each other only grew stronger, the connection they shared leading to one purpose, to be together.

When they leaned away from one another they saw the others beauty in the glistening rain, how droplets had landed in their hair how they were still adorable even in the cold conditions.

Neither boy had ever experienced anything like it.

Maybe true love was real after all..