(Georges pov)
Okay okay okay I will admit I am VERY protective of Dream.
I am just scared of losing him, he one of a kind and I NEED to keep him. I haven't left his side in a week, no matter where he goes I am right behind him. We are now sleeping in the same bed because of it.
Dream had finished his university early because he is crazy smart I know, I picked the right person to be in my life. Dream has been spending more time with me which is making me feel more attached to him.
When Dream takes his showers and goes to the toilet I sit outside the bathroom and wait for him. I think I am like this because I am a protective of him and I am so scared to lose him, he is the person I have been looking for in life.
I was sitting on the lounge and Dream was laying down on me after I did ask him to. Dream was watching the tv show while I was watching him. I was playing with his hair which seems to be keeping him calm and he is having a hard time of staying awake.
"So Dream what things make you calm down?" I ask
"Alguien que juegue con mi cabello, mantas y abrazos agradables y cálidos, alguien que me escuche y esté ahí para mí, pero también tiene que abrazarme a mí y a ti. (Somebody playing with my hair, nice and warm blankets and cuddles, someone to listen and be there for me but they also have to cuddle me and you)" Dream says in a very sleepy voice.
"Aw Dream that's so sweet of you adding me to the list-"
The door bell rings which makes me growl a bit.
"Dream I will be right back, try not to fall asleep" I say
"Está bien, haré mi mejor esfuerzo (Okay I will try my best)" Dream mumbles. I stand up and carefully put Dream's head on the lounge.
I walk over to the door and open it, my father stands in the doorway as well as a man around my age standing with him.
"No" I say "I am not getting a married to him"
"He is not for you but for Dream" Dad says
"No." I say "Dream is MINE not yours no fuck off before I call the cops"
"Whatever" Dad says. Dad and the man leave and I shut/lock the door behind them but I don't shut it no no no I slam the door shut.
I look over at Dream who sits up. I run over to Dream and sit down on the lounge. I put Dream's head down on my leg and he looks at me.
"It's okay, I just slammed the door" I say
"¿Por qué azotaste la puerta? (Why did you slam the door?)" Dream says
"Because my father came here with a man saying he was gonna be your new boyfriend so I told him to fuck off and I slammed the door" I say
"¿Le dijiste que se fuera a la mierda? (You told him to fuck off?)" Dream says
"No no no I didn't I told him that we are happy and he would have no interest in any other men so I told him to leave in a nice way and they left" I say. I have to lie about these things to Dream because he gets upset if I do something means and he has to go say sorry for me to them.
I start to play with Dream's hair which makes him fall asleep, I smile.