Marked mature because of mentions of/references to suicide/depression/death so TRIGGER WARNING Dream was doing really well in life. 21 years old, successful YouTube channel, one of the fastest growing channels as well, and had many good friends. But when a fatal accident changes Dream's life, George becomes Dream's only light in dark - but will it be enough? Just as a disclaimer, in writing this book, I don't condone shoving the ship in Dream and/or George's faces. I only ship their internet personas, not George and Dream as a person, and that is also why I've decided to use their internet names (I use George because that's a nickname, like one would say Bad for BadBoyHalo). Since George and Dream have stated that they're okay with the minor shipping, I've gone ahead and published this on Wattpad, but if either one of them, or any of the characters mentioned in the story say that they're uncomfortable, I will take this book down immediately. Inspired by Me Before You, by Jojo Moyes ** Currently Editing

「 花言葉。」 ❝ is it bad to be so selfish sometimes? ❞ 「 sapnapnotfound hanahaki disease au/fanfiction (read the first page first!) 」 「！read hanahaki first！」 「！FINISHED！」 highest rankings: ㅡ #8 in painful ㅡ #12 in sadstory ㅡ #14 in epistolary ㅡ #40 in minecraft

「 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

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. ||