George POV:
I lay between Dream's legs for the last time in a while. Our tears have already been shed, we can not waste any more time on them. We worship the time we have together. Dream takes longer and more frequent breaks to come visit me. I make excuses to go outside and see him. We work together to make this the most memorable week of our lives.
Dream massages my head and plays with my hair. We do not say a word and enjoy the quiet garden. I let out a big sigh.
"What are we going to do Dream."
Dream shakes his head and slows down his massaging.
"What are we going to do when I am falling."
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Away From The War ~ A Dreamnotfound Fanfiction
Short StoryIn a secluded luscious garden, far far away, two boys have their first interaction. They find their safe place within each other, a place away from the violence and blood shed. Away from the war. WARNING! Technoblade is used in this story. I underst...
