Noun. philocaly (uncountable) The love of beauty. --- A strong friendship, years of jokes and playing around until a sudden urge enlightens him. What the hell was going on in his mind, and why did these feelings for his best friend appear all of a sudden? Will meeting up change everything? --- I'm well aware both Dream and George are not in any romantic relationship and are NOT planning on dating. This story is simply for fun. --- (language + mature content) -- COVER: @ItsMiox on Twitter :) --- (no copyright intended)

"a dnf (dream not found) fanfic about two boys in different times that will definitely leave you sobbing" Originally written by astronomika

Dream has just become the CEO of his father's company and George just so happens to land the position of his assistant. Falling inlove is already hard, but falling inlove and keeping it secret? That's impossible. Will the workplace come between their love or will they learn to love each other for who they are? (updated summary) @Kutasiewicz also wrote a polish translation! They are the only person who has written any translation and only person who has been granted permission to do so. Below is a polish translation, I apologize if it is weirdly phrased! I unfortunately had to use Google Translate as polish is not one of the languages I speak fluently. (@Kutasiewicz napisał też polskie tłumaczenie! są jedyną osobą, która napisała jakiekolwiek tłumaczenie i jedyną osobą, która otrzymała na to pozwolenie.) (PS: this story is only still up because of its large amount of reads that continuously grow every day. thank you for the support on this fic. for it being my first fic, it's come so far, and im so proud while also incredibly embarrassed because of its content, LMAO. if you want other fics that are much better, i will be releasing some on my ao3 @beyondhiraeth at some point! again, thanks for the continued support. i love you guys!)

DC--- This is the sequel to Heatwaves tbhyourelame summary: After years of online calls, late night texting, and out of sync sleep schedules, Sapnap and George finally visit Florida. Dream's aspiration to truly know himself is met with the return of missed chances, and uncertainty. Placed in the dead center of his humid, overwhelming life, he and George are bound to confront the inevitable. "Has it rained?" George asks suddenly. Dream's thoughts snap away from the drifting green and cloudless sky, returning to earth once more. His lips part in silence. George's voice was soft when he'd uttered the words, and for a reason he cannot place, Dream finds himself glancing to the back of Sapnap's head before responding, "Since...summer?"