Wilfully Kidnapped | DNF

Chapter twenty-one

[following two chapters are not completely related to the plot, but the ones after will be]

Even when the brunette was indulged in alcohol with the taller during the whole flight, turning from mellow to straight up intoxicated, he could still manage to take in the situation and the actions that he had taken part in. He was blushing the whole time, from getting off the private jet, to walking to the car and out to the luxury resort, and walking into their room, he had dazed. Yes, their room.

He overheard Dream talking to the lady at the front desk of the resort reception, she looked at them both and asked whether they would like separate rooms, and immediately the blonde has refused, requesting for the grandeur suite which was big enough to be someone's house let alone a hotel room.

George had never actually confessed, dated or even thought about dating anyone his entire life, all he could ever think about was getting far away from his home, somehow settle down, then maybe think about these things.

Dating. We're not dating, it's not official yet, stop thinking about those things George, it was just a kiss. The brunette scolded himself in his head, while not saying a word to the other that was currently on the phone with people he did business with, George guessed. The taller had glanced at him, a little concerned for his quietness but he just played it off as exhaustion.

"I will have to go for sometime, you know, the meeting I have to attend unfortunately" the blonde said while keeping his voice low, he assumed that the reason of George's silence might be blamed on a headache. "Stay here, rest for sometime, turn the tv on if you're bored, and wait for me" the last few words were soft almost a whisper but the shorter could hear them and nodded, "I'll be back soon okay? Don't go out without informing anyone or alone, forget that! Don't go out at all".

George was almost annoyed by how many times the other instructed him on not going out, he wasn't going to, but the taller just repeating that rule, per say, made him want to. But he knew what the reason behind it was, his safety, but from what?, he didn't quite understand. The taller planted a small peck on George's forehead softly before making his way out, the shorter just held his hand over the place on his forehead and felt his cheeks get warm.

So, for now he lied on the large white bed, in the beautiful suite that Dream had left him, to wait for his arrival and to ponder upon his memories of the incident that occurred on the plane, the kiss to be more specific. Just thinking about it made him blush again, smiling into the pillow and holding the comforters tight, missing the others presence.

"Gosh! What has he done to me, I feel like a maiden waiting desperately for her husband to return from work..... get some sleep George before you fall for him even more!" George exclaimed into the sheets as he drifted into deep, peaceful sleep.

~ Dream's POV ~

The blonde strutted past clean white walls and entered a secluded section of this mysterious building into something that looked eerily similar to a basement, also situated underground but decorated more finely than the actual building above. It was a secret office, that belonged to none other than Schlatt, another mob leader that dominated this state, he was sitting with his legs on the table showing off his shiny black formal shoes that went well with his dark grey suit, sitting on a swivel chair.

Dream took his seat in front of the individual across the table, smiling at him in sarcasm. The other seemed to get the hint and dropped his legs down and giving the other a genuine smile. "I'm sorry, it was important" the brunette said while he cringed up his nose playfully whilst rubbing his sideburns lightly.

"A date was so important I had to fly here for our deal?" Dream said grimly, but the other somehow knew he wasn't being so serious, serious he was, but maybe not enough to murder Schlatt in cold blood.

"Yeah man, Quackity would've killed me if I didn't show up"

"Be thankful I don't kill you" the blonde said as he ushered the other to look at a set of files one of his men had brought forward, and it was received by one of Schlatt's men. He had light brown and slightly curly hair, dressed in a purple shirt tucked neatly into brown suit pants. "This is Karl, my assistant and Quackity's best friend" the black haired man said to which Dream nodded a 'hello' and from then on they went about their business, talking about actual important things rather than messing around.

After the so called 'deal' was over being discussed about, Schlatt returned to lighthearted conversation. Somehow it had turned from 'so? How are you doing?' directly to 'tell me about your love life', that's how the brunette was, very straightforward, and 'irritating' as Dream liked to call him.

And even more shocking was the blonde, that had, for some reason opened up to Schlatt, telling him a few things or events that had taken place in his life, and why he was so angry to fly here, it wasn't about him, but someone else that he had to return to.

"That's adorably-disgusting" Schlatt said nonchalantly while the other rolled his eyes at him "but you know, now that he's with you" he built this whole sentence up agonisingly slow to which the blonde clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"What?"

"Now that he's with you, a lot of people will be after him, the ones that want to come after you" his advice had held some sort of depth, per say.

"Yeah I know, but it's even I guess" the brunette did not understand the annotation and tilted his head in confusion so Dream decided to continue "the police will be after me because of him and the mafia would probably go after him, because of me" the blonde said as he stood up to leave while shaking hands with the other. "And I'll be there for him, to protect him".

"Says the one that's left him alone in the hotel room" Dream could hear Schlatt's distant voice mock him while he exited the room towards the main door of the hideout.

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