George POV:
I watch over Tommy's shoulder, guiding his fingers on each key. I let go of his hand, showing the correct keys first, speaking on each note.
"Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf. Your turn!"
Tommy clears his throat, following my exact pattern. He speaks at a slightly slower pace than me, executing perfectly.
"Un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf!"
"Good! Sept, huit, neuf."
"Sept, huit, neuf."
I hug Tommy from behind, sharing a smile with the boy. Dream's absence has left a hole in my heart, but left room for bonding with my beloved child.
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Away From The War ~ A Dreamnotfound Fanfiction
Historia CortaIn 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...
