George and Dream have been dating for a while. They were madly in love. But one day, dream is drafted, and has to go serve for his country. He promises George every day he will be back. But sadly Dream gets shot and "killed" when he is serving. They say he will be in a coma for three years. George knew he was dead. Sapnap and his family try to convince him to move on, but George cant. George couldn't believe the fact that he was dead. Until one day some arrives at his front door, which he wasn't expecting.
I was crying while writing the prompt, I love army au's so you will see a lot of these. And a quick disclaimer, Dream doesn't die, he is only in a coma because he got shot like three times in the chest. So this is not technically a bad ending. This is going to be very similar to the first one.
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George was sitting in his and Dream's shared office watching Netflix on Dreams chair in one of his hoodies. He did miss Dream. It had only been a year or two, but George missed his boyfriend. Patches began meowing. "Come here kitty, I will feed you don't worry," George said getting up and pausing his Netflix. The blanket fell off of him as he walked out the door to the office. Their place was pretty clean because George was just waiting for the one day his boyfriend would get home. George got the cat food and fed patches. Patches jumped on the marble countertop and began eating her food. "Good kitty," George said as he pet patches. George sat on the counter and waited for his cuddle buddy to finish eating. George grabbed a bottle of water a drank some of it while swinging his legs back and forth on the countertop. Patches meowed, signaling she was done with her food. George got off the counter and walked up the stairs, patches not too far behind. George sat in Dreams gaming chair with patches on his lap and he continued watching Netflix. George's skype rang. He quickly answered it and smiled when Dreams face popped up on his monitor. "Hi, honey!" Dream said with a grin as he took off his cap. "Hi!" George said smiling and waving at the camera. "Good news!" Dream said in an enthusiastic tone of voice. "Ooo, what good news?!" George said kissing patches head. "We have one more mission and then I can come home!" Dream said throwing his hands up in the air. "Really!" George said, laughing at the younger boy's antics. "Yep, I will be home this week (oh my, I am crying)!" Dream said smiling. "You promise?" George said raising one eyebrow. "I promise," Dream said putting his cap back on. "I love you, Angel, I will be home in a few days," Dream said with a wink. "I love you too," George said blushing. "Bye-bye," Dream said, and like that the called end. "God I love him," George said to Patches. Patches just meowed. Little did George know, that conversation might be his last with his boyfriend ever. George got up and places Patches in her cat condo and began cleaning. His boyfriend was finally going to come home after almost three years. That's what George thought at least.
Time skip to when Dream is supposed to come home. Time skip brought to you by me crying and me listening to teenagers.
George woke up as he heard a knock on the door. George knew who it was. It was his boyfriend. George ran down the stairs excitedly. George unlocks the door and is confused when he sees two men in uniform, but none being his boyfriend. "Hello? Is this were Clay Was Taken lives?" The guy asks with a straight face. "Um, yes? Why?" George asked confusedly. "Are you his brother or boyfriend?" The guy asked. "Um, I am his boyfriend why?" George asked in an even more concerned tone of voice. "Well, I am sorry for your loss. Your boyfriend was one of two men, who were shot during the attack. The other one was shot once in the leg and he survived. But sadly your boyfriend was shot three times in the chest and didn't make it. But before he passed, he said to give you this. His name is angel," The guy said handing George a puppy, the puppy had dirty blonde hair and his eyes just like Dreams. George's eyes were wide and tears were slipping from them. "Good day and we are sorry for your loss," The guy said shutting the door and leaving. "I thought you said you wouldn't leave me!" George yelled as tears slipped from his eyes. "You promised," George said in a quiet tone of voice as more tears fell.
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