little giant
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George hadn’t meant to wake up so early. Something inside him stirs before the sun has even thought to rise. By the time he rolls out of bed, his limbs feel heavy, his mind fogged over with that weird quiet that comes after wearing a mask for too long, spending too long pretending everything’s fine.
He pads softly down the stairs in his socks. The air in the house is cool and still, almost peaceful—until he passes Dream’s door.
Giggling.
Soft music.
And her voice.It shouldn’t surprise him. It isn’t new—Dream had been spending nearly every waking moment with her for weeks now. But hearing it… that was different. It turns something over in George’s stomach, something sharp and cold and achingly familiar.
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- Part 1 of little giant
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Dream has always chased the dopamine high, the kind of energy that hit like a drug—intense, electrifying, addicting. The rush he felt when he was with her, when he could finally hold her hand in public and let the world know how he felt, was beyond anything he could have imagined. The world knew, and for once, he was basking in the warmth of something real.
As the days passed, the euphoria began to fade into something else—something darker, something he wasn’t prepared for. He had read about it once, years ago—dopamine, pleasure, addiction—but he had long forgotten the science behind it. The higher the high, the bigger the crash. He wasn’t prepared for the fall.
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- Part 2 of little giant
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Dream still won’t meet his gaze. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”
“I’d be talking with her, and I’d say something ridiculous—like, about whether water is wet. She’d smile and nod and say, ‘You’re weird,’ and that was it. But if it were you, George…” He gives a short, broken laugh. “We’d be yelling by hour two. You’d call me a fucking idiot a dozen times. You’d make some dumbass argument, and I’d get so pissed.”
Dream reaches out, lightly touching George’s wrist.
“I like that you challenge me. That you won’t let me disappear. That you call me out when I’m being a dick. That you barge into my space and make me deal with it. That you give a shit.”
“What are you saying, Dream?”
Dream blinks slowly, as if gathering the courage to walk into traffic. “George… I love you.”
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- Part 3 of little giant