George POV:
I call Dream back to bed in the late night.
"Dream, come back to sleep. It is still dark outside."
"I have an early meeting out of town, just allow me to write this down."
I sigh as I hear the sound of a pen flowing.
"Why do you write like you are running out of time? Come back to bed please."
"This meeting is at dawn."
"Come back to sleep."
I beg, sighing and cuddling back in with the blankets when I receive no response.
"Well I am going back to my slumber."
"Hey, George?"
"Hm?"
"I love you, you have never not been enough."
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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...
