Sapnap's pov:
My thoughts were those soft, rose colored lips. Touching, losing breath with his flushed face. The way his skin shined in the sun, God, his smile and it's beautiful image in his head. The way his brown locks flow shine with his eyes with so much love in them. George made him feel this way, it was always George. The way George's voice was so sweet, almost like honey. The way he'd clung on to him. Him...
When Dream came, it changed so much and I couldn't stop it. George looked at Dream with such want in his eye, it was sickening.
It was painful, Dream looked at George with such pleasure like only he could look at George. George was religious with Dream being the only disciple allowed. It was tiring, I was here first. I loved him first, I wanted him first. I needed him so badly to live. He is everything to me and it wasn't fair that Dream got him.
It was selfish of me to even feel this way, I should have made a move when I had a chance. I shouldn't have been so scared but over now. He looks so happy with Dream, smiles wide with soft laughter. It was taunting me every moment, just my false realities, my sickening desire to have him in my arms.
Him kissing me, me kissing him back.
" I love you"
Our hands intertwined, his breath touching my neck with eye's in such want in pleasure. The sun setting with it's warm colors in the sky. George wanted me and I wanted him. Only him.
But that was only a desire, It was selfish.
My sickening desire.
(this really was trash but it's all I could think of)
