It Was Enchanting To Meet You. || DNF

9. Where it all began.

It had been a couple of days since the duo's adventure and currently, both boys were sitting on the cold floor, their backs pressed against the cobble barrier as they ate the fresh fruits, making small talk here and there.

Dream had lifted his mask up just enough to reveal his mouth in order to eat, flexing his sharp teeth and pointed fangs as he bit into the edibles with no mercy.

His lips were plumped and were a beautiful shade of light pink. Bits of the juice from the fruit he'd been eating coated his lips, causing them to be glossy and transparent.

However, George on the other hand, bit the pear like a wild animal, almost as if he hadn't anything to eat in ages, and well, that was quite literal.

When the blonde had finished his edible, he threw the core of his apple somewhere in the corner of the cave, causing the brunette to roll his eyes while he had a full mouth.

Next, the blonde stood up, surprising George as he started unraveling the bandages that he'd receive a while ago.

The green eyed boy inspected his arm, his eyes squinting as they roamed the now closed up wound which had left a nasty scar. Dream scowled at it before stretching his back, his lower abdomen no longer hurting except for a lingering soreness.

The brunette who had been looking up at him almost choked on his fruit as the other started pulling up his hoodie, slinging it over his head and throwing it next to his foot on the floor.

George bit back the urge of coughing, eyes slightly widened as his eyebrows rose in questioning while he watched the now shirtless boy slip into the pond of water.

The brunette watched as he drifted around in the liquid, cleansing himself. What he also watched was the way that the blonde's toned abs mixed perfectly with the transparent water and glistening sunlight.

Apparently, the brit didn't notice he was staring at the blonde since the other said, "Like what you see?"

The shorter's eyes drifted up from the green eyed boy's lower body to the meet the eyes of the mask. However, since the blonde's lips were now revealed, an evident smirk was shown, causing George to scoff.

"No," the brunette said sternly, but they both knew that it was a lie.

The blonde rolled his eyes behind his mask, his smirk only growing as he hummed in disapproval.

"What are you doing anyway?" The dry boy said, desperately trying to change the topic.

"Cleaning myself, what else does it look like I'm doing, Georgie?" The other teased.

The brunette narrowed his eyes in the direction of the blonde, only causing him to laugh under his breath. If there was one thing the brit hated the most about the killer was that he always found a way to tease him.

"Do not call me that," the brunette said, Dream responding with a shrug.

"Come in, the water's nice," the green eyed blonde tried convincing as he swam around in the cool water as an attempt to prove his point.

The brunette opened his mouth, about to respond before he heard a faint, gentle voice calling his name in the distance, causing his eyes to widen.

"George.." The voice of his sister echoed, the spoken word bouncing off and around the cave's wall.

The brunette's head snapped to the back of him faster than lightning, his eyes frantically searching for something, someone, as he tried to find the source of sound.

"George?" The blonde called out for the second time once he realized the brunette was looking behind of him, the green eyed boy's head tilted at the other's skittish behavior.