This book contains strong language, blood, vomit, and fluff. Trigger warning // this book was written mostly before the passing of George's cat, so he will be mentioned several times. ~~~~~ "Hanahaki Disease is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals and flowers of a flowering plant growing in their lungs, which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing impossible if left untreated. There is no set time for how long this disease lasts but it may last from 2 weeks to 3 months until the victim dies unless the feelings are returned or the plants are surgically removed." ~~~~~ Do not try to force relationships or a sexuality on people directly! This book is purely for entertainment purposes and if any of the characters in this book say that they are not comfortable being in a fanfiction like this then I will remove it as quickly as I published it. The characters in this book are only used because we know their personalities and have an existing connection with them, so it's easier to get hooked and continue reading. ~~~~~ *Disclaimer: I tried my best to not do any time skips, so bare with me if it's boring and repetitive in some parts. Feel free to skip to the 3rd chapter if you get sick and tired of the buildup.*

4,336 miles. The distance between London and Orlando. George has never been so aware of it until now, helplessly listening to the white noise coming from Dream's mic. Dread pools in his stomach as his fingers stumble over the phone's keyboard, searching for a contact he hasn't thought about in months. It seems to take ages for the call to connect, but eventually George hears the groggy "hello" he's been waiting for. He takes a deep breath. "I think there's something wrong with Dream."

When Dream feels his heart rate speed up at the end of George's Livestream, he knows he's too far gone. "This feels so wrong," George says and repeats. Dream clicks off the stream, the sounds of labored breathing filling the room as he tried to stem the panic he was feeling. The next day, after he had just barely dragged himself away from the edge of oblivion and heartache he would never return from, he felt the first tickle at the back of his throat. He coughed roughly, it sounded like he had fluid in his lungs or something. Pneumonia, maybe? But instead of coughing up mucus or phlegm, his eyes widened in shock at the taste of blood in is mouth. || Gream // DreamNotFound Hanahaki Story. There will be angst, slow burn, blood, vomiting, contemplation of suicide, anxiety attacks, and more. Do not read if this bothers you. You have been warned. ||

「 花吐き。」 ❝ it's too late to say how i feel. ❞ 「 dreamnotfound hanahaki disease au/fanfiction (read the first page first!) 」 「！FINISHED！」 highest rankings: ㅡ #1 in dreamxgeorge ㅡ #1 in chats ㅡ #2 in painful ㅡ #2 in epistolary ㅡ #2 in sadstory ㅡ #3 in bbh ㅡ #13 in minecraft ㅡ #32 in sad ㅡ #43 in dreamnotfound ㅡ #100 in shortstory ㅡ #117 in dream

Dream is a power-hungry, mind-twisting, wanted criminal, who rules over the Minecraft realm through the fear he creates. His need for power, control, and chaos makes him the perfect villian in every story. He holds the power to have anything his heart desires, that was until George came along. Also TWs!! there will be some blood, death, possibly swearing, and mention of the use of weapons.