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“George,” a shaky voice replied. It was warm, it was sweet, and it was beautiful.
George squinted his eyes; searching, scanning, looking for that tall figure - the one that he could run and collapse into, and all his problems would melt away because he was there, and everything was going to be okay.
Or, Dream confesses in the middle of a rainstorm.
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- Part 4 of food for the dnfers
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“This is usually the part where fireworks go off ahead of us and I say that they’re beautiful— which you’d agree to— but you’re actually looking at me the entire time,” George says, breaking the comfortable quiet, tone light. “And you’d be talking about me, not the fireworks.”
This may just be one of those regrets but; to hell with it, Dream thinks.
“You want me to say you’re beautiful?”
George faces him with a shy smile; one that makes his stomach flip and twist and all the shit that comes with having a crush on a gorgeous boy named George. “S’pose it wouldn’t hurt, would it?”
In which, despite his huge fear of heights, Dream is forced onto a Ferris Wheel because Sapnap reckons that it would be a fantastic opportunity for him to make a solid move on a (seemingly) unsuspecting George.
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- Part 14 of food for the dnfers
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“You did good.” Oh god his accent. “I don’t think I’ve seen you race that well before.”
Dream looked over to him, raising an eyebrow amidst his prideful grin. “You’ve come to my races before?”
Dream likes to race for the rush of adrenaline, and George looks so pretty when he waves the starting flags.