ship: dreamwastaken x georgenotfound
alias: dreamnotfound/dnf, georgewastaken, gream, gay
George followed as Dream lead the way through the small shrubbery, proving nothing against the bushes and trees that surrounded them in the slowly rising hill.
He didn't know when exactly they'd started planning this hike, as it had taken a long time for them to organise this due to some complications.
But he was happy, he got to spend a whole day venturing into the wild nature with the best person he could ever have in his life.
George stared right into the back of Dream's head as he reminisced of all the times Dream had made him... happy.
He was so glad Dream was in his life, even part of his life. They hanged out every day and he mainly felt happy especially because he was with Dream.
He sighed as he followed in Dream's footsteps, concentrating back at the hike since the hill had gotten steeper at the point they were at.
George didn't even know where they were; there could even be a sea behind this peak that they were so eager to see. Regardless of what, though, he loved taking in this feeling he barely got inside his house and looking around to see nature working its thing.
George stopped distracting himself and caught up to Dream this time as they went up.
In a few minutes, they got nearly to the top of this hill and George frankly didn't feel tired at all, on the contrary he felt collected and relaxed, able to take on a whole challenge.
And as they managed themselves to the very top, Dream leaned against a tree close by to catch his breath.
George looked over and gazed at the lowland forests, plains, farmland and stared in shock.
The view was beautiful, and what made it better for George was that the sun was setting and the orange shine fell over everything.
"Amazing view, huh?" Dream joined in, after a long time of "no talking more walking."
"Yeah... This view is quite fascinating..." He muttered back, glancing at Dream and shooting him a thankful smile.
He watched as Dream threw a smile and diverted his gaze back to the lowlands under the orange sun.
After another session of glaring at the view, George backed up and sat on the grass, against the tree trunk that Dream had took advantage of just a few minutes ago.
Dream asked George to scoot as he placed himself on the left of him, closing his eyes and taking in the quiet, the fresh air, the setting sun.
George stared at Dream while he had his eyes closed. He had the urge to kiss his friend, an urge he found out to be reoccuring in his daily life.
Somehow, with no hesitation, George turned and positioned himself on top of Dream's lap and connected their lips in a kiss.
Dream's eyes fluttered open in confusion and concern, feeling George's lips on his, a passionate kiss demanding to be returned.
Dream pulled George away, looking at the boy he had sitting on his lap, fumbling and avoiding Dream now that he had pulled him away.
Dream looked at George with a frown-like face, as if he was deciding. George tried avoiding Dream's gaze while he'd been staring him down, but he didn't help himself from preventing a few glances.
George even closed his eyes from the fear and embarrassment, as he could genuinely feel Dream's eyes burning into his skin.
After a very long pause, at least according to George, Dream spoke.
"George," Dream said, grabbing George by his chin. "look at me."
George shyly looked at Dream who was looking back into his eyes.
George could understand from just his stare what Dream meant to do, or say.
And then Dream sheepishly smiled at George, leaning him in with his fingers grabbing George by the chin.
The orange sun watched as it dug deeper and deeper into the land, losing its grip onto the forests, plains and farmland, the hill, the tree ontop, the hiking baton.
[673 words]
𝔽irst fan-fictive work I've written in a while, so I hope you enjoyed it!
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