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Dream and George have been online friends for a while, along with some of their other friends. People always said their friendship was always different, but never gave the two a reason how so. George never saw their relationship as any different than the others. Sure they “flirt” a lot but it's nothing serious, It's all just jokes, George isn't even gay, not that he has anything against it, it's just not how he swings.
Dream can pinpoint every little thing that made his and George's friendship different from the others. The careless flirting, the blush that forms on their faces afterward. He can pinpoint every time George flirted with him back, even if it was rarely. Dream can pinpoint the exact moment he fell in love with George. That one discord podcast. It was months ago but it still haunts him, swarming in his mind, cursing it, flooding it with every toxic thing dream can think of.
Dream would be lying if he said he liked being in love with George. Don't get him wrong, He loves George, in every way possible, his pale skin and his stubble that caresses his chin, And his personality that can brighten anyone's day, even with a smile.
What haunts him the most is can pinpoint the exact moment George proved to never be in love with dream, the exact moment where dream knew his Feelings were never going to be returned, The day George got married.