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I came to see you!💔🎀

George felt a tear fall down his face, looking down at the letter in his hand. He squeezed the sides, he didn't want
to do this, it never felt right, but Sapnap wasn't wrong. All of this was lies, all of the words written on this paper
was a lie. All the "I miss you's" and the "hope to see you again" were just to get to him, and he knew it.

He closed his eyes, holding his breath as he dropped the paper into the small pool of lava, like he had done with
all the others. He missed him, but he was different now, and there was no way of telling if he was truthfully missing
George, or he just wanted to mess with him more. And it was working pretty damn well.

George watched as the last bit of the paper burned up, sinking into the hot liquid. He missed hearing his name,
his voice. It's all George wanted, was to go back to the simpler times where he could touch him again, speak to him
again, love him again.

"So this is what you do with them?"

George whipped around quickly, his eyes blurred as he saw the familiar shade of green sweater, the familiar white
mask. This time, the mask had a slight crack in it, revealing one of his eyes, something George had never seen before.
He shook his head, he was hallucinating again. "W-what..?" He asked, backing up.

George felt himself trip over his feet, falling backwards heading for the lava beneath him. Suddenly, something grabbed
his right wrist, while something wrapped around his back. He opened his eyes to see a calm, yellow shaded eye looking
back at him "you should be more mindful around lava"

George stumbled away from Dream, and shakingly took out his sword, swallowing nervously as he pointed the end at
Dream. Who looked down at the blade, then back up at the brunette, not a hint of fear in his eyes. "You and
me both know this won't do anything George" Dream touched the end of George's blade, lowering it down. His
hallucinations usually never actually touched him, or interacted with him. Maybe he was dreaming?

George felt tears well up in his eyes "h-how are you here.." George stuttered, knowing that at any second Dream
could attack.

Dream looked up at the sky, seemingly letting his guard down, but George knew he was never 100% relaxed.
"Techno, he broke me out." Dream said, a smile prominent in his voice "Bad tried to stop me, but I escaped
their attacks to track you down" Dream placed his hands on the sides of his waist, tilting his weight to his other
leg.

George swallowed "why..? To kill me? Manipulate me? What do you want from me Dream" George tried his
best to sound confident and threatening, but he realistically sounded kind of pathetic threatening Dream.

Dream closed his eyes "to see you! But now that I see what you've been doing to my letters, I kind of regret
it" he placed his hands behind his head "it's kind of mean to throw away something like that George, even if
you hate me, you didn't have to burn it"

George looked down to the ground, relaxing his tense shoulders. There was something about Dream, something
that told George he was safe, and that he would never hurt him. He didn't want to trust that feeling, but it was hard
to ignore it. "Dream.." George dropped his sword, bringing his hands to his hair, letting out a large exhale "I just don't
know what to do anymore.. I've lost my path and with you gone.." he closed his eyes, Dream didn't seem the same
when he was around someone else, but with George, he seemed like the same old Dream. It was confusing, and George
didn't like being confused, it was weakness.

George opened up his eyes, looking up at Dream who was looking down at the lava next to the two "you know, there
was a visiting system" Dream mumbled, George raising an eyebrow.

"What..?"

Dream looked up at the brunette "yeah, there was a visiting thing.. I hoped you would come at least once.."

George looked to the ground, he avoided even looking at the prison. Why? He didn't know. Something about the
place didn't sit right with George, and he'd rather talk to Dream like this. Alone, together, someplace surrounded by
fresh air. Like they'd usually talk.

Dream stepped forward, causing George to step back suddenly, making Dream pause, and reach out his hand
slightly "George, trust me. I know it's difficult, down right impossible, but I'd never hurt you" George looked into
his exposed eye. Dreams mask was somewhat cracked, there was nothing to hide the lies behind anymore, and
George found himself looking into his eye with understanding. His legs wanted to run, so badly, but his eyes and
ears kept their attention to Dream, only Dream.

The blonde stepped forward, closer and closer to George till he was right in front of him. Dream reached up to
his mask, grabbing hold of the front and pulling it off halfway, closing his eyes. George felt something run up his
legs, it was a small chill. George closed his eyes tight, his face heating up slightly as he realized that the only thing
blocking him from seeing Dreams face were his eyelids.

Before he could open his eyes, he felt something being pushed onto his chest, into his hands, then, lips on
his. George tightened his grip on whatever was in his hand, it felt like Dreams mask. When the space between the
two enlarged again, he kept his eyes closed, hiding from the fact his face was probably super red.

He didn't know what to feel, should he open his eyes? He reached up his hand, feeling Dreams warm neck, navigating
himself back up to Dreams face, where he kissed him on the cheek.

"Guys! I think he went this way!" A distant voice called, causing George to open his eyes looking over to where he
heard the voice. As he looked back over to where Dream was, he noticed he was gone.

He looked down into his hands, Dreams smile mask looking back up to him. George tightened his grip on it,
smiling widely, "maybe you aren't so bad.."

Sp... sp... SPELLING ERRORS, TELL ME IF YOU SEE EM <3

SRRY IT WAS SHORT, MORE COMING SOONNNNNN!!!

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