Helium | DreamNotFound
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  • Reads 3,739
  • Votes 45
  • Parts 15
  • Time 11h 25m
Ongoing, First published Apr 13, 2021
Sequel to Heat Waves

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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.

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"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?"

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Heat Waves by tbhyourelame

12 parts Complete Mature

Reupload of Heat Waves by tbhyourelame on AO3 Please do not report!! Uploading this for those who cannot get an AO3 account. Please check if you can make an AO3 account and if you can, please read the story on there and directly support the creator. Thank you!! Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -- inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals