Dream POV:
And for the first time ever, when I carried George to my bed, I layed awake. Staring at the ceiling with bulging eyes.
It was merely a moment of deja vu, but such a new present at the same time. Here I lay with a baby in my arms, crying himself fast to sleep. I do not dare to look at the tear stains, for that would only break my heart more.
Will I relish being a poor man's husband, unable to even provide for my life? Yes, I will, but will I care enough?
No matter how many times I say that, I am never convinced. George's words just reply over and over.
"Love me, love me, please love me..."
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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...
