memories-dnf

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dream was cleaning up his kitchen. he left a mess in there while he did a cooking stream a few hours ago. since he face revealed, he did much face cam, irl streams or videos with sapnap. he figured a face reveal would be good distraction for his community after he and george broke up. he just couldn't stand all the questions and speculations and theories about it. they both made a statement after a month of fans speculating but many people also said they just faked it for clicks. so after another 7 months he did a face reveal and because it been some time and his face reveal no one talked about the break up anymore. so his plan worked out.

now almost 2 years flew by and he was sure he hadn't spoken to george since their statement. dream didn't want to admit it but he still had feelings for george. he often imagined what could've been if things ended different, if he would've done just one little thing different. dream often blamed himself for how things turned out. he thought it was all his fault and he would never see george again. this thought made him want to cry once again.

as soon as he finished cleaning his kitchen he got a glass and poured some whiskey in it. he used to never drink alcohol not even beer but since george left he needed it to stay sane. to keep himself from just calling him, telling him how much he still loved him and how much he would just love to have him back in his arms, kiss him, feel him, touch him. he took a sip from his drink. it made him calm down. dream knew it was kinda weird how alcohol calmed him instead of wanting him to call george even more. it was more like keeping him more away from it. he didn't knew why but he gladly took advantage of it. he also found it funny but sad at the same time how easy it was to trick his friends into thinking he was fine, thinking he overcome his addiction and thinking he was long over george. dream knew his friends still talked to him and they also met but never was dream there and neither did they mention him or talked about george with dream. so he actually had no clue what george was up to, if he maybe also still loved him. he shouldn't make himself have hope, his heart aches at the thought of just hearing georges voice once again, not over some silly screen while rewatching old videos. dream knew he was pathetic but he genuinely thought george was his only key to happiness.

he made himself another drink and decided to sit down in his living room. he just randomly scrolled through twitter until he saw a tweet from karl. he met up with george once again and sapnap also was there. they looked happy. george looked happy. he looked happy without him. it looked like they were at karls so it wouldn't be a huge coincidence if they would see eachother if dream decided to go outside. dream sighed and took another sip before he turned his phone off. now he sat in silence, alone with just his drink. pathetic.

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2 hours went by and dream finished his probably 5th or 9th drink, who cared. it made him really tipsy well actually drunk. it also made him much more emotional which was why he was sitting on his kitchen floor, crying. it was about 12am now and dream felt so alone. he couldn't even call his friends because they would know that he drank something. normally dream would never do what he was about to do, but he was very close to calling george. he already was on his contact. hearing georges voice again was only one click away and before he even realized he called him. he wasn't really surprised when his phone told him the number wasn't used anymore, dream just sighed and shut his phone off. he slowly got up and tried not to fall in the process.

after finally getting up he heard his doorbell ring, at first he thought he imagined it because he didn't sleep much last night and now nearly was drunk but the doorbell rang a second time. confused dream walked to his door, it was after 12 am who the fuck would come by his house now? should he even open the door? what if he would get killed or something but then he thought dying wouldn't be that bad either. his thoughts got interrupted by a heavy knock on the door and a voice that called his name. a rather familiar voice. george. dream froze. this surely was just imagination right? it was the alcohol that made him have hallucinations. but there it was again george was begging him to let him in. dream slowly walked closer to the door. unlocked it. opened it. and there he stood, as if nothing ever happend between them. george stood there with a dumb smile. dream just scoffed still not sure if this was real. he just waited for the moment he would wake up on his kitchen floor, but that never happend.

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he thought if he could see george again and hear his voice he would be happy but his sight made him just want to cry even more because even though dream was drunk he could clearly see george took something. he wasn't entirely sure what but george was really happy, couldn't sit still and he also noticed his jaw was really tense and he had a gum to chew on, his pupils were also really big so dream guessed he took ecstasy or something like that. it pissed him off because he knew that if george was sober he probably never would've went to dreams house but who was dream kidding, george being sober? that's something that rarely happened. it was silent. they both didn't talk and it was getting pretty awkward. dream just wondered why george was here. he was in town before and also never visited so what made this mans trip different. "soo-" george began to speak, "what have you been up to dream?" dream stayed silent, he felt as if he was gonna vomit any second now. "i-" dream tried to say but the urge to vomit was stronger now and he quickly run off to the bathroom, just in time. "geez- dream did u start drinking again?" george followed him, "karl told me you stopped and-"
"as you can see i'm a pretty good liar and can hide things, why would you care anyway?", dream snapped back.
"am i not allowed to care about my friend?" george looked down at dream who was sitting beside the toilet now. "you are not my friend george." dreams voice cracked a little. it still hurt him to say things like that even though he truly wanted it to be true.
george just nodded and forced a smile, dream knew it hurt him too. "maybe i shouldn't have come here after all hm?" dream stayed silent and waited if george was gonna say more but he just left. that made dream break down once again. he wanted george to stay, he wanted it to be like the old times he wanted george but now he was gone. again. not shortly after george returned with a glass of water and held it in front of dreams head. "drink" george just said. dream silently took the glass and took a big sip. "would've liked vodka more" dream let a chuckle slip and george just rolled his eyes while he pit his hand in front of dream for him to take it. "lets go get you ready for bed, you really should sleep" this time george genuinely smiled a little and dream took his hand. it felt almost magical touching him again. he looked up and he saw that george felt it too. maybe there was a chance it could be like the old times after all. neither of them let go when dream stood up so they walked into dreams bedroom, they just sat there for a moment because no one wanted to let go but eventually dream did and he took his shirt off and sat down onto his bed. he patted the free space beside him as sign for george to sit down next to him. he hesitated for a moment but then quickly sat down beside him. "why did you- why are you here?" dream suddenly asked.
george didn't answer right away he surely took his time to think about an answer. "i just wanted to see you dream. i also miss you you know." george looked at him and dream knew it was an honest answer because george was shitty at lying either sober or on drugs.

slowly he turned his head and they were closer then dream expected them to be. he hold his breath. he wanted to kiss george. just feel his lips on his one more time but he knew he couldn't. he would surely regret it. his drunk state wasn't helping and before he knew they were only inches apart. george took a deep breath he wanted this as bad as dream did. "you are not sober dream, we-", "neither are you george." dream quickly answered. "how did you-" george was interrupted by dreams lips pressing on his. george didn't even hesitate a second and instantly kissed back. it was a messy hasty kiss. they soon broke apart as they both needed air to breathe. "i am sorry, i-" now dream was interrupted by george who kissed him, this kiss was much sweeter and softer, it didn't seem so desperate. they both knew it was wrong what they were doing, they knew it would make everything worse but right now they just didn't care.

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didn't edit this i'm to lazy but i wanna publish it already wkejwkwjwi