There is Beauty in Chaos [ dnf ]

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 George freezes. 

"George? You okay in there?" 

Shit.. 

"I-I'm fine..", he mutters. 

"You sure? I heard a loud bang" 

"I just...d-dropped..something" 

The brunette tried his best to limit his movements but he was so close. 

"Okay if you say so" 

Dream then turns to walk away. 

"D-Dream w-wait!" 

The blond stares at the bathroom door. 

Confused. 

"What is it?" 

"I-I..." 

God..just please keep talking Dream...

"George?" 

He puts his hand over his mouth, trying his best to stay quiet. 

"Do you need something?" 

You. 

George groans but clears his throat to play it off. 

"..George?" 

His voice was driving him crazy. 

Just the way it dripped into his ears like honey. 

George hits his head against the wall as he felt himself almost make a noise. He shuts his eyes tight, finally letting go into his hand. A suppressed whine leaving his lips. 

He then removes his hand off  his mouth, taking fast breathes. 

"Dream?", he calls out after a few moments. But he gets no reply. 

The blond must have left after the brunette didn't answer him. 

George sighs as he lifts his hand up to look down at it. A white substance was drizzling its way down into his palm. 

Stupid heat. 

—

George felt a lot better after his shower. He was finally able to think straight. 

But he was still bothered about...what happened. 

He was sitting on his mattress. With his arms wrapped around his legs that he had brought up to his chest. 

He was just staring right in front of him, while his chin rested on his knees. 

He will admit he felt a bit cold after his shower but he wasn't in the mood to go into his nest at the moment. 

George groans as he presses his forehead against his knees. 

What is wrong with me?  

Then out of no where, the door to his room opens. 

George shoots his head up to find the blond that was causing his problems. 

"Oh, I thought you'd be in nest", Dream comments as he walks into the room. George tightens his mouth into a thin line as he teared his eyes away from the other. 

"Something wrong? You look shaken up" 

"Um..I'm fine. Just thinking about...stuff" 

"Like what?" 

"I...don't really want to talk about it", George says as he feels the warmth rise up to his face. 

"Okay, just know I'm here if you want to talk"