Cold hands, warm hearts ❄️dnf❄️

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Dreams pov:

I listen to all the songs he has and I actually really like them

I look at what George is doing on my phone

"Oh thats not my main playlist, my actual favorite one is this" i say and open my fav one

"Ohh, this makes sense, I was so confused about that playlist" he says scrolls through my playlist

I click on one song called "The Good Side" by Troye Sivan and that is the song i heard that day

Everything around me freezes and my mind forgets to function

I get that feeing when you hear one song and it just brings memories you never had

This songs bring peace to me and I associate this song with George

"Wow i have the same songs in my playlist" George says and brings me back to this planet

"Look" he takes both phones and they actually have like 10 same songs

"Oh yeah haha" i say but im still in some kind of trance

"Did you find the song?" He asks

"Yeah"

"Which one was it"

"The good side"

"Oh i like that song too" he says and continues to scroll through my phone

After some time we somehow fall asleep and i wake up to George lying on my chest cuddled up with the blanket

His arms are wrapped around me

I try to make less movement to not wake up him

I cant stop looking at him peacefully sleeping

I start playing with his brown soft hair

I look at the clock and realize we've been asleep for 3 hours

Wow I usually don't take afternoon naps especially long afternoon naps

His soft curly hair easily wraps around my finger

His ear is pressed against my chest, i rub his back with my other hand

My hand slowly comes down from his hair to his face

I slowly glide my finger down his sharp jawline

"I love you so much" I whisper

I look at his face and realize how amazing of a person he is

He is so cute and all i ever wanna do is protect his precious soul

I know he had a rough past so it just breaks me that some people can be so cruel for no reason

And i cant stop thinking about that time he started tearing up from small comments

I never ever would wanna hurt him, i want the best for him

He is like a easily breakable glass figurine that takes everyones breaths

I would actually take a bullet for him

My mind is just filled with thoughts of him and all the possible ways of us having the best lives

My mind also keeps thinking about how perfect he is on ice and how talented he is

And i think that he struggles with a lot of stuff and I'm actually about to cry

He is so pure and innocent and yet he is the most hurt person i know

After some time of imagining myself with him he starts to move

He is waking up, I'm still playing with his hair

George slightly opens his eyes and meets my eyes

He immediately smiles

After this moment i feel like i just got struck by a lightning and somehow i just know that he actually likes me

And i should stop questioning if he likes me or not

This small moment just made me understand how he loves me

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