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“Dream?” George calls from his spot on the blond’s bed, casually scrolling on his phone.
Dream types away at his desk, not looking away from his screen. “Yeah?”
George stares back at him, eyebrows quirked like he’s got a question on the tip of his tongue. “Do you think if you kissed someone and cracked your neck, they could, like, hear it?”
Dream’s face goes a little red at the thought. “Uh, I don’t know.” The hair on the back of his neck rises.
“Well,” George sits up, tossing his phone to the side. “Can we try it?”
The blond whips around. ”What?”
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Or, in which George has a lot of questions that weirdly involve kissing, but Dream supposes one experiment couldn't hurt. Or two. Or three thousand.Bookmarked by tinaplanet
05 Mar 2023
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sweet disaster by flickerfonds for FlowerCo
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game)
28 Nov 2021
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And just like George is his, Dream belongs to the fates. Heaven and Earth touched, and from the contact he sprung. Orlando isn’t so different from paradise anyways.
“I have a plan, I think,” Dream says, “but you have to promise you won’t get weirded out by it, okay?”
Nothing you say could ever drive me away, he thinks. “Depends on what it is,” he says.
George is absolutely, completely, fucked in every sense of the word.
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25 Feb 2023
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“J-E-O-R-G-E?” George said outrageously. “You have to be kidding me. He practically got it right that time."
or, Dream is a barista, George is his favorite customer, and both of them are truly terrible at flirting.
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- Part 4 of december prompt week
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George isn't particularly used to the fluttery feeling of butterflies in his stomach.
He certainly isn't used to the swarm that seems to come alive whenever there's the slightest mention of a certain Ferrari 488 driver.“You’d have great fun in the passenger seat of my car.”
“I don’t take rides from strangers.” his tone is subtle, voice low, loving the way Dream seems to hang onto his every word. Dream leans a little closer, his hands reaching for one of the necklaces hanging around his neck. “What makes us strangers, George?”
The sound of his own name rolling off of Dream’s tongue leaves a flurry of butterflies in George’s stomach, but he tries his best to appear unaffected. “Perhaps it’s the fact that I don’t know who you are, Dream.”- Language:
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16 Dec 2022
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This fic is literally EVERYTHINGGG go read it right now