Whispers in the Dark (DNF)

Whispers in the Night

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow upon the landscape as Dream and George lay entwined beneath the canopy of stars. Their sanctuary enveloped them in a cocoon of peace, the world beyond fading into insignificance as they surrendered to the embrace of the night.

In the quiet stillness, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves, Dream traced patterns on George's back, his touch a gentle caress against his skin. George sighed contentedly, his eyes closed as he savored the warmth of their shared moment.

"Dream," George whispered, his voice barely more than a breath of air, "do you ever wonder what the future holds for us?"

Dream shifted slightly, his gaze softening as he looked into George's eyes. "Sometimes," he admitted, "but all I know is that as long as we're together, we can face whatever comes our way."

George smiled, the expression lighting up his face in the moonlight. "I believe that too. But still, I can't help but wonder..."

Their conversation was interrupted by a distant rustle in the bushes, a sound barely audible yet enough to send a shiver down their spines. Dream tensed, his senses on high alert as he strained to discern any further movement.

"Did you hear that?" George whispered, his voice tinged with apprehension.

Dream nodded, his hand tightening around George's. "I'll go check it out," he murmured, reluctant to leave the safety of their embrace but unwilling to ignore the potential threat.

With a silent nod of understanding, George watched as Dream rose to his feet, his figure disappearing into the darkness as he ventured toward the source of the disturbance. Time seemed to stretch infinitely as George waited, his heart pounding in his chest with each passing moment.

Finally, Dream returned, a relieved smile gracing his features as he rejoined George beneath the stars. "It was just a rabbit," he explained, his voice tinged with amusement. "Nothing to worry about."

George let out a sigh of relief, his tension dissipating in an instant. "I'm glad," he murmured, leaning into Dream's embrace once more. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Dream pressed a gentle kiss to George's forehead, his love a silent promise in the stillness of the night. "You'll never have to find out," he whispered, his words a vow that echoed through the darkness, binding them together in a bond stronger than any fear or uncertainty.

And as they drifted off to sleep beneath the watchful gaze of the stars, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, their love an unbreakable beacon guiding them through the night.