The Dream Team are planning to meet up in Florida, although Sapnap can't make it until a week after the planned date, forcing Dream and George be alone for the week. As the week passes, tension rises. George still believes that Dream only sees him as a friend, making him fearful to get too close and reveal his secret. Then, Dream meets a girl and they begin to talk... but not about what George would've ever expected. When it feels as if all hope is lost for George, he finally writes his final note to Dream. ⚠️This story contains the following⚠️: Self harm, attempt of suicide, suicidal thoughts, nightmares, swearing I put TW on every chapter with a possible trigger warning Also I wanna clarify that this is NOT the popular Dear Dream. When I thought of the title, I didn't know at the time that there was a fanfic already named Dear Dream. The story was originally going to be named Dear George, but it didn't fit well with the plot, so I named it Dear Dream, and you'll see why (if you still wanted to read this), but uh, there's one on ao3 and it's not this one! :) sorry for the confusion I wish I had the creativity and mind to think of another title :(. It kinda just fit- The fanart on the cover wasn't made by me, (I can't find back the artist-) I only added the words- 01/07/2021-04/01/2021 achievements im proud of/progress シ Tᴀɢs 02/12/2021- #1 in dear 02/10/2021- #4 in bromance シ Rᴇᴀᴅs 01/25/2021- 1k R 02/13/2021- 10k R 02/27/2021- 22-24k R 02/28/2021- 25k R 03/07/2021- 30k R 03/18/2021- 40k R 03/28/2021- 50k R 04/20/2021- 65k R 04/26/2021- 69k R 04/27/2021- 70k R 05/11/2021- 80k R 06/10/2021- 100k R 06/30/2021- 120k R 07/05/2021- 130k R 07/14/2021- 140k R 07/25/2021- 150k R 11/13/2021- 200k R シ Vᴏᴛᴇs 01/31/2021- 100 V 02/11/2021- 200 V 02/21/2021- 400 V 03/06/2021- 600 V 03/10/2021- 700 V 03/15/2021- 800 V 03/20/2021- 900 V 03/23/2021- 1000 V 06/10/2021- 2000 V

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. ||