Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather.
A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that."
"You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute."
The call falls silent.
They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame—for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -- inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals
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Friday, July 16th,
10:29 pm,
I finished Heat Waves.
This is hands down the best DNF fic I have ever read in my entire life. In complete honestly, I thought this was going to be overrated because of the amount of hype this book received, but I realized five minutes into the fic that the hype was indeed very real. I can't express in words how much loved this. I genuinely rate it a 10/10.
This fic is available on AO3 as well as Wattpad. The external link for AO3 is there and the actual author of Heat Waves is heytherestilinski. Please read from this author as they are the one who actually wrote it and any of the copies.
