Chocolate Tea [DNF]

DNF novel

Unbaked pastries and unsettled emotions are limiting scenarios in Dream's storming Earth as he gets hired for a job at a new café in the epicentre of Orlando. Until soft yearns for a specific brunet destroy his demeanour completely, and he's left to bat meek eyes at the gorgeous customer while swinging on a swing-set.

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His lips were breathing right on his wrist, sending caustic shivers down Dream's arm. Which made his throat dry up and stomach start to quake with body-wrenching nervousness as he could feel George's warm-quickly paced breath bat against the beached veins on the inside of his wrist.

Dream tipped his head as he felt yearning tug at the barbed wire strings that were knotted around the ventricles of his heart. George ran his lips against the veins on Dream's wrist and his expression elapsed as he reopened his eyes, a veil of gossamer shadowing over the chestnut spice of his irises.

The two had shifted closer together, Dream could feel the skyrocketing fever that radiated from the brunet. He had turned his russet eyes up to face Dream's protracted retinas, a small smile tugged in the corners of his mouth as he saw the blooming sentiment in his green pearls.

"Is this the part where you ask to kiss me?" George sighed, his dimples painting images in Dream's mind as he saw him tenderly return a smile.