Dream woke up the next morning and was surprised, but happy to feel George's arms still wrapped tightly around his waist and chest. His breath was warm against Dream's neck as he snoozed softly behind him.
Dream knew this was a one time thing. He knew that George was only doing this out of pity for his friend. Maybe in a different circumstance this could become a normal thing between them. Maybe it could even become something more, but Dream knew that was impossible, no matter what he felt towards George. You don't feel anything towards George, Dream thought to himself, thinking that if he could push the denial through his mind, it would become true.
There were things about himself that Dream remembered clearly, and that included knowing he felt things towards guys as well as girls. Of course, romance was the last thing he needed to occupy his time with, as he needed to remember the more important things.
Schlatt was out there, somewhere, and even if Dream didn't remember everything, he remembered the nightmare, that he now realized was in fact a memory. Schlatt was cruel and he needed to be stopped.
"Mmm," George groaned and dream felt his chest go cold as George sat up in the bed. "Morning." He mumbled and got up, stumbling to the bathroom.
George's heart was racing. Holy shit. He thought to himself. Had he just slept with Dream? Obviously not in a bad way...but he still had slept in the same bed with him. These feelings towards Dream...towards Clay were starting to get in the way of what was most important and that was stopping Schlatt. Maybe after everything was fixed and put behind him, but not now.
Quickly, George brushed his teeth and ran a quick comb through his hair before changing out of his clothes. He walked back out to the bedroom where Dream was sitting in bed on his phone, and grabbed his keys from the dresser. "I won't be back until late," he called and waited for Dream to affirm.
Walking outside, the brisk air hitting his face, woke him up a bit more, and he was fully alert when walking into the coffee shop downtown. The man at the counter smiled at George and asked him what he would like.
"Um...I'm actually here for a job interview. It says outside that you are hiring." He tried his best to seem nice and welcoming.
"Oh!" The man exclaimed, smiling. "Of course, of course. Come on back." He opened the door for George and they walked into the back room behind the counter.
The man's name was Henry, and he seemed relatively nice. Of course, he gave George all of the basic entry questions. How old was he? What was his level of education? The basic things. When the interview was over, George shook Henry's hand and Henry patted him on the back. "Welcome to the crew."
George paused. "Really? When can I start?"
"Right now."
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Dream was in shock. There was no way this was real. It had to be his mind playing tricks on him, or maybe he it was just a coincidence.
Famous Youtuber and Twitch streamer by the screen name 'GeorgeNotFound' missing.
Age: 19 Height: 5'9
Name: George Davidson
Last seen at on his birthday, November 1st.
If anyone has any information regarding this man's whereabouts, contact us at
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FanfictionOn his 19th birthday, George's life is changed forever. Forced to work for an evil man, he and his only ally, Dream, need to work together to survive. Started: 12/05/2020 #1 in #dnffanfic (03/04/21)