Thoughts Are Deadly // Dreamnotfound //

Someone Special

George found his gate and sat down at one of the many seats there and looked at Twitter. Putting his bag in between his legs to protect it from being stolen.

Some people have started to notice Dream's inactivity on his social media. However, they were quickly silenced by most people who didn't find it odd.

George sighed, should he let people know about the accident? It hurt to even think about, his throat immediately closing.

No, Sapnap can't find out about it on Twitter, I'll need to call him soon.

George turned off his phone when the airport's speaker began to go off.

"Anyone waiting for Gate J10 will be taking off in 10 minutes, please board now."

A handful of people in their seats began to stand up, some not even caring if their group was called or not.

George stood up as well, grabbing his bag and swinging it onto his shoulders. He got into line, the 10 people in front of him didn't waste any time getting into the plane.

He got to the front of the line, exercising the usual routine of handing the lady at the counter his passport and ticket. She nodded, handing the items back and letting George walk right through the door.

The line after examination went rather quickly since he was one of the first people inside. He got into the airplane, being the first one to find his seat.

Great..

It was a middle seat.

He sighed, sitting down and setting his bag in a comfortable yet safe position. George looked out the half open window, knowing the sight of the low sun all too well.

He watched as it hang in the sky.

A sun Dream can't see.

No matter what he did, his thoughts always went back to Dream.

He could feel his heart begin to quicken.

Why was he feeling this way?

If he knew how to stop it, would he?

Thoughts like these clouded his mind, wondering what the feeling was and if he ever wanted to let it go.

An older man pulled him from the deep, tapping George on the shoulder lightly.

He looked up at the man, confusion filled his eyes before he realized that the man wanted to get to his seat.

George stood up apologetically, letting the elder squeeze his way to the window seat.

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Not long after, the plane took off.

An hour in, George couldn't help but notice that the only thing the man stared at was outside that window.

Not like it was any of his business but he couldn't help but stare at the elder.

"Who are you flying to?" The man's voice spoke, his voice soft and croaky from not speaking for a while.

George looked at the man surprised, even though he didn't look back.

"I'm going to visit a f-friend.." He stumbled over the last word but couldn't tell if it was because he was startled by the question or something else.

"Ah, they must be very important to you then to fly out from this busy city to the land of entertainment." The older man chuckled and George couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, he is."

After he said this,

The warm feeling came back,

And George didn't want it to end.

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550 words

Phew, sorry this is a short chapter since I wanted to get something out even if I'm on vacation.

Hope you enjoyed!