"what do you wanna hear? Ill tell you anything, george" Dream says pulling Georges sweatshirt up. "I want you to cut it out.." George moves his hands closer to Dreams. "You're so pretty, my sun.." he mutters as he moves them into the mirror.
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Idk what to put here. Dnf.
There will be trigger warnings, however I won't be putting trigger warnings for cursing.
Tw's:
Drinking
Death
Violence
Guns
Knives
Hospital
Suicide
Homophobia
Smut