-back to George's pov btw-

I wake up in a field, the scenery looks familiar,

The memories from my last dream creep into my mind.

Dreams words, his face, how close it was to mine.

My eyes widen as I see Dream walking towards me again.

My anxiety creeps into my soul and raps around my brain.

"Hey George, your back." He says.

"Why?" I ask.

"Why what?"

"Why am I here again?"

"You didn't get it last time, George," He says, "I must not have done a good enough job had I?"

"What?"

Dream sits down next to me, picking up a flower, the rose from last time.

He sticks it in my hair.

"George, I don't know why you can't see it, how I'm feeling. It's crushing me inside."

"What do you mean? Did I do something?"

It goes silent, he sits staring into the clouds...

"Do I have to show you how you feel about me george?" He says,

"I didn't want our first kiss to be an imagination."

He turns to me, moving towards putting his hand on my cheek, looking me in the eyes, the suns light making his eyes glow.

Our foreheads touch as he moves closer, our lips about to touch.

My heart fluttered,

Silence trembled between us.

"D-dream.." I say,

"Just admit it georgie." He says, "before I cant take it anymore and mess things up."

He puts his arms resting on my shoulders, crossing each other.

"D-Dream i- please s-.."

he leans in.

Our lips connect, a bolt of light running through my body and soul.

He tilts his head, putting his hands on my face, moving his body closer.

He pulls away slightly,

"George..."

I lean back in, our lips connecting again.

I liked it.

Kissing Dream.

He pulls away, putting his hand on my left cheek rubbing it with his thumb.

"Tell me.."

I wake up, looking around for Dream, feeling for the flower.

Still not there.

Dream not next to me anymore, he must have got out of bed.

I shake my head, closing my eyes and laying back down.

Why do I wanna go back?

I need an explanation.

I turn to the water on my night stand, taking a sip and sitting for a second in confusion,

Why do these dreams keep happening?

It's weirding me out.

It's weirding me out what happened,

It's weird how real it felt,

It's weird how..

I kinda liked it.

I need an explanation.

I sit up, rubbing my eyes and getting out of bed.

I feel uneasy inside,

A little dizzy as I get up.

I walk to the door, opening it going back into my room and changing.

I put on sweats and a t-shirt,

Walking down into the the kitchen.

Dream is at the oven, cooking food.

Words fill in my throat but don't come out.

I'm to scared to talk to him.

How could I after that dream?

It felt so real and confusing.

I sit down on a chair by the counter,

Dream jumping a bit and turning around to see me.

"You scared me," he said, "good morning."

He smiled, and turned back around.

I stayed silent, sitting quiet.

I cant shake the idea of that dream out of my head.

The first one stuck with me for a while, that one didn't leave.

We kissed. In that dream.

I kissed dream.

And I liked it.

"George?" Dream says, "Do you want pancakes?"

"U-uh yeah s-sure.." I stutter over my words,

My face turns red.

I feel myself burn inside.

He looks at me weird, then turns back around.

"Sapnap will prob be out in like an hour. He is still passed out."

"Ok.." I mummer.

"Here," he says handing me pancakes, "hopefully these make you less antisocial today."

He laughed,

"Thanks." I say.

He walks out of the room, sitting on the living room couch with his food.

I sit, picking at my food eating it slow.

My brain runs million miles per second.

"Admit it.." I mummer.

Admit it..

Admit what?

That dream isn't making sense.

The images from it just ponder in my head,

Until, it snaps,

The puzzle peice clicking into place in my brain.

I feel a wave of relief and terror flow over my body at the same time.

My eyes widen,

Admit that..

I have feelings for Dream.

Oh shit.

I have feelings for Dream.

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