Clay's fingers are slick with a thick dark liquid and his gun is missing from its holster. "George." He whispers, knife falling to the ground. "Get away from me." George sobs as he presses his back against the wall. "I'm sorry." Clay says softly, and grips George's collar with a white knuckled grip. ----------- NOT MY...
Dream texts his number neighbor, George, and ends up forming a close bond with him. After an incident at the supermarket, Dream and George unexpectedly become friends with each other in real life, not knowing that they are each other's number neighbor. Will their friendship become something more, or will they continue...
(UPDATED JUNE 30 bc the story took a different direction over the 2 years I've been writing it o-o;) Skephalo and Sap6d fic taking place as a sequel to Midnight Birdsong. Very slowburn and also angsty but kinda hurt/comfort until closer to Chapter 59-ish where it becomes mostly hurt no comfort. Chapter titles are song...