Third person pov //
Dream and George had hung out multiple times since that day at the bakery; it's been about a month since.
They hadn't really spoken in two days though, which obviously left Dream upset; so he decided to text George, hoping they could hang out and do something fun.
He began typing a message to George,
💚 hey Georgie, I was wondering if you wanna hang out today, maybe we could go to a theme park or a fair?
George flicked his eyes over the text before getting up to see if Jacob was home, which he wasn't. Honestly, he was only home at night or if he wanted to hurt or use George. George typed back,
💙 Sounds funn! When and where?
Dream quickly told him a fun fair that wasn't to far away, and a they agreed on a time.
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George was honestly jumping for joy, he was really excited to hang out with Dream again, and today he didn't have work so it was basically a perfect time. George ran over to his closet before picking out something cute; he wanted to impress Dream, though he didn't want something to flashy.
He flicked his eyes around his closet, taking in the view of the clothes he had, many of his clothes were skirts and short tops because Jacob always wanted George in something revealing. George usually didn't wear them around Jacob anyways, though he looked honestly cute in the outfits, well, sometimes. Other times, he just felt to revealed and fat, but that was usually when Jacob wanted him to wear the outfits, not when he wore them on his own time.
The brunette quickly grabbed a blue and white checkered skirt along with a simple matching blue sweater that had white flowers along the sleeves.
He also grabbed his low top converse and some—almost— knee high socks; they went about halfway up his calf.
He looked at himself in the mirror, apart from my ugly facial features, I look great. He thought to himself.
George smiled at himself before heading out of his window; he couldn't go through the door because of a camera Jacob had installed.
He opened up the window and looked down at the bush, then back at his perfectly placed outfit, god, the fall was going to ruin it.
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Dream wasn't sure what to wear, on one hand, he was feeling lazy and in the mood for joggers and a jumper, but on the other hand, he wanted to wear something extra nice for George.
He thought for a moment, if he wore something extra nice, George would probably be all flustered and it would be the cutest thing in the world, and to tease him would be even better. So, he decided on baggy jeans and a compression shirt that perfect showed off his perfect toned arms.
By this point, his cuts were nearly impossible to see, unless you got really close and stared directly at them.
He decided on a tank top underneath incase he got a bit to uncomfortable. And he also put on some white and black panda dunks.
Dream also decided on some accessories such as rings, chains, and bracelets.
(a/n: okay so I've actually never been to a fair so on the fair scenes, I'm going based off of like knowledge from movies and shows nd such, bare w me 😞🙏)
He looked at himself in the mirror and stared himself up and down, damn, I think I'd fuck myself if I could. He thought jokingly to himself, but he genuinely did look good.
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bakery boy // dnf
Fanfictiontws// sh, depression, abusive boyfriends, abuse, sex, drugs, alcohol, suicide. dreams life was sad, and boring, very boring. he'd go out with his friend sapnap about once a week, if lucky. a new bakery, opened down the road from dreams house, he dec...