Wilbur
George where the fuck are you?
George answer
Shit George answer the fucking phone
George
George, I'm going to go look for you at your house.
Shit George, what the fuck is wrong with you?
I literally went to your parents and they told me you were on another fucking continent.
You will regret it later
What a whore you are.
Blocked.
George had already gotten tired of everything in London so he said goodbye to his parents and left without saying goodbye to anyone else, not even his “friends”.
He was calmly at the airport waiting for his flight, happy that he would never have to see Wilbur or anyone else he knew from England again, he had never felt so good in his life. He knew that everything was going to turn out better from that day on..
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--Honey, shall we go?—
--Oh? Ah yes, yes. Sorry, Dream—
--No problem. What were you thinking Gogy?—
--Wilbur, I don't know what I'm going to do... He... He knows where I am--he murmured, a few steps away from having a panic attack, which was noticed by the blonde one.
--Hey, calm down sweetheart. You know that nothing bad is going to happen to you while you're with me--he said, giving the older man a tender kiss on the forehead--Besides, remember that you're going to live in my house, right? There I will be able to protect you even more, as long as it doesn't bother you, of course. So don't be afraid, love—
--T-thank you Dreamy... Seriously—
--It's nothing baby, I love you—
--You and your nicknames Dreamy, I love you—
They paid for their meal and went to George's house to pack his things and move into Dream's house that same day.
--I'm sorry for making you come and put my things away...--the dark-haired man laughed a little nervously and embarrassed.
--No problem, honey. Remember it was my idea—
--But still…--
--Georgie, seriously. No problem love. It makes me very happy to know that now you are going to live with me—
--Okay, thank you very much Dreamy--he said, placing a tender kiss on his lips.
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.--Home sweet home--Dream exclaimed, leaving some of George's suitcases near an armchair--Now it's even sweeter since you're here, Gogy.--
--Hahaha, thank you honey. I love you a lot--
--Me more--he said while hugging him from behind, resting his chin on the shorter man's shoulder--Now, what do you think if we leave your things in my room?--
--Let's go... Are you sure I can stay in your room with you? I don't want to get in the way...
--You would never get in the way, love. And sleeping with you is very pleasant, you are warm hahaha—
--Okay, okay. Let's go then--
They both took the brunette's suitcases and headed to the taller boy's room. They began to organize things, making space for their clothes in the youngest boy's closet, leaving some basic things in the bedroom's bathroom and other things on the bedside table night that would be on his side.
--Done, do you think we should go to eat something Georgie?—
--Yeah, sure—a smile appeared on his lips, he was hungry and that Dream had mentioned food made him quite happy.
--Well, I'm going to cook something myself, if you don't mind. It's late and I don't think there are any open places—
--Better yet, you cook delicious—
--Hahaha, let's go—
--Right behind you--he said as he followed the blonde one to the kitchen.
--So... What do you want to eat, pretty boy?—
--Is an omelette okay? Or is it a lot? Hahaha-
--To the order! How elegant, Gogy hahaha—
--Hahaha thanks-
George was amazed watching Dream's big hands mixing that mixture, he knew his hands were big but he never knew how big they were compared to his, so an idea occurred to him. A bit simple but embarrassing to his view.
--Dreamy?—
--Yes baby? You need something?--
--Yes, have you finished cooking?—
--I'm almost done, I have two minutes left, more or less. Why?-
--Nothing, I'll wait until you finish—
--Okay?--He responded somewhat doubtfully to what George said--Done--He continued after two minutes--What did you need, love?--
--Put your hand like this--he said as he placed his elbow on the table, leaving his hand with his straight fingers in front of his face.
--Like this?--he asked, imitating him.
--Yup, now...--he began to bring his hand closer to Dream's one, making the difference in the size of their hands more noticeable—wow—
--So this was it hahaha. What do you think about it? Your hand looks so small...--he slowly began to lower the tone of his voice.
--They are very big--he admitted, amazed by his size.
--Well, your hands are also very small and thin--he intertwined his fingers with the other's fingers.
--The things you say Dreamy hahaha—
--Well, it's true hahaha. Now let's eat Gogy, so we can go to sleep--
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Please, do not forget me [DNF] | English version
FanfictionDream falls madly in love with George and his feelings seem to be reciprocated. Everything is going well until unfortunately a tragedy occurs. Can they get ahead? only fate knows.