"You know that thing of, like...if you love someone, you let them go, and if they come back, they're yours forever?" Dream shifts, reaching out to put his hand in George's hair. "You're mine forever?" he asks quietly. George props his head up on Dream's chest to look up at him. "If you want me to be." dnf but right person, wrong time. and years later, dnf but right person, right time.