"I promise you. I promise I'll come back." He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It's as if he's saying that he'll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back. That the cruel war that had riddled their land will take him too, and he will be left wonted and worry worn. George shivers at the thought. "You promise?" That you'll come home to me? And as if he heard those unspoken words. Dream beams at him. "I promise. You won't even notice that I was gone, my love." George releases a wet and broken laugh at the cheesy pet name. Dream does too before pulling him back into his embrace. They stay there for a bit. The war can wait. "I promise I'll be waiting." (or, the war au with letters and oscar wilde quotes.) ORIGINAL STORY ON AO3 (@Qekyo)

this story starts at the end of george's life where he spends his last few moments on this earth writing a melancholy letter to someone who will never read it. to someone that doesn't exist in his story yet. but that someone soon will. • hs au • story contains multiple triggers such as: topics of~ depression, suicide, substance usage, eventual nsfw (only between consenting cc's and the characters being 18), abuse, and possibly more that will be added to this list over time. • in general, it will be relatively angsty so read with caution