Set ones Heart on Revenge <DNF>

Chapter #20 (𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑)

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George smiled widely. The reflection of the flames glazing over his eyes. The campfire was bright and colorful. Karl and Sapnap were roasting marshmallows like normal people while Quackity was trying to blow out the fire on his.

"Hey, uh- thanks for everything today, guys." George's friends (and boyfriend) smiled.

"Of course, baby!" Replied Dream, giving his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. I yawned.

"Are you sleepy?" Dream asked, rubbing my back. I nodded slowly.

"Do you want me to carry you up to bed?" I smiled at how sweet he was. I nodded. I couldn't have a better boyfriend...

"Yeah, that'd be nice."

He was happy. It was simple as that. Dream made George was happier then he had ever been. Anyone could see that.

"Clay, I love you," George whispered sweetly into his boyfriends ear as the taller laid him down onto the soft bed.

"I love you too, George. Do you want me to stay with you?" He nodded once again. Dream gripped the bottom of his shirt, pulling it over his head before climbing into bed, deciding to remain in his OU shorts.

The two laid in silence before a few moments before Clay spoke up. "How about we go shopping tomorrow? I can sugar daddy you."

George laughed. "Okay. That's sounds nice."

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"Noo, please! Don't buy me that, Clay. I don't need a Gucci bag." George said in-between giggles, trying to put the bag back to where they found it.

"How am I supposed to sugar daddy you if you don't let me spoil you, huh?"

"You can buy me clothes elsewhere, okay?" George promised as he walked out of the store, Dream following closely behind.

By the end of the day, the two had spend roughly $2,000 on clothes, games, toys, and candy. George thought it was cute how Dream acted like a kid when the two entered the Candy Kitchen.

"Anything else you wanted to buy?" Dream asked as he got into the car, George doing the same.

"Nope. I think we got plenty." And with that, they began the drive home.

"Thanks for today." Said George, smiling widely, his hand interlocking with Dream's which was on the center console.

"Of course. You mean the world to me, George. I mean it." George felt his heart melt and catch aflame.

"Wow. Never thought a mafia boss would be so soft." George teased.

"Everyone has a soft spot, George. You're mine. I'm not heartless. I am still human just because I- how do I say this- help the devil." George knew he was referring to murdering people.

"Besides, what can I say, you have pretty privilege." He scoffed.

"What the fuck is pretty privilege?" George laughed, looking at Dream in adorement.

"Pretty privilege. It's what you have. You are too cute for your own good." Dream added on.

"Dear god, you're such a simp for me."

"Am not!"

"You totally are, but whatever."

The two sat in a comfortable silence for the rest of the ride home.

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Hey, sorry for such a short chapter. I do apologize for that. I am trying to not keep y'all waiting. This was sort of a filler chapter that was just meant to be fluffy since the next chapter will be a bit emotional (;

Also, the book is coming to a close soon ):