Stolen Sunlight
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Complete Thu, Aug 17, 2023<5 mins
"You're staring."
"I know." Dream let out a heavy exhale. He didn't mean for his voice to sound so raspy, so needy as he said, "you're in my bed."
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Where will things go from here?? : )
One shot//Short story// word count: 857
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dreamandgeorge
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