You're an Angel

You're an Angel

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George sped towards the courtyard, begging his legs to go faster as the sun got closer to dipping down the horizon. If only he had been smarter. If only he had trusted him, he wouldn't be- He shook his head. He couldn't do anything about the past, all that mattered was right now. The dew on the grass numbed his feet as he ran, the small garden opening up to the rolling hills he used to love so much. "DREAM," he screamed, wishing his lungs had more air, "DREAM, WHERE ARE Y-" He stopped dead in his tracks, panting in the cold, winter air. He looked to the horizon, the sun at a perfect midpoint as the figure in front of him smiled devilishly. "You're too late." --------------------------------------------------------- Updates weekly/semi-weekly If anyone knows the @s of the artists who made the three works shown on the cover PLEASE let me know I want to credit them but I can't find any watermarks.
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Dream starts to develop feelings for his long term best friend when suddenly they decide to meet. Will seeing George in person make him fall in love or only serve to drive him away? More importantly... how does George feel about him? "You need to stop right now before you give me a heart attack," I said. I could see him softly bite his bottom lip which affected me much more than I care to admit. "George," I breathed. "Bite your lip one more time and when you come over I'll punish you." His eyes widened and his breathing changed just like mine had. "And what if I want that?" he asked, smirking. "George," I warned. "I'm fucking serious." I asserted. I saw his breath hitch and he bit his lip once more. "Fuck," I breathed. How was he this attractive? "And what will that punishment be?" he asked slyly.

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