Dear Dream (DreamNotFound)

Meet up -Chapter 3

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TW: Panic, self conscious, slight swearing

The week felt like it took forever, but eventually the day came. George was finally coming to Florida.

Dream looked in the mirror and inspected himself, tracing the outline of his collarbone and abs. He noticed every flaw and imperfection on himself to the point he was wishing he looked like George.

Those sparkling brown eyes, fluffy hair, that adorable smile that could light up a whole room...

Dream sighed.

I hope I look okay..

Dream leaned against the wall and slid down, his knees buckling from under him, sitting on the cold floor. He ran his hands through his hair as his heart raced, causing his anxiety levels to rise more and more. He felt like crying. Was he good enough? Did he look okay? What would George think of him? How would this even work??

Dream tried to calm down by taking deep breaths, and curled up into a ball, wrapping his bare arms around him. He started sobbing, his head resting on his knees.

Are you really crying over your appearance? Grow up, crybaby. It shouldn't matter, he's gonna leave you in the end anyways. He doesn't need you. Get off of your lazy ass, and get ready.

The voices in his head swarmed his head, invading his happy thoughts of seeing George in person. It was honestly giving him dark thoughts. Was he really going to let those stupid voices get under his skin?

No. Leave me alone.

As he tried calming down, his phone buzzed. He shakily took it and opened the notification.

George had texted him.

George: I'm gonna be here soon!

Dream was freaking out, but decided to stop thinking about it, and just chill out for a while. After a while, Dream responded.

Dream: Can't wait :)

Sure, he was really excited to meet George, but he was scared as well.  He was so nervous, his anxiety increasing as he thought of what could go wrong in the future. Dream hoped George would like the way he looked, and nothing would change..mostly.

Maybe if goes well we could be something more than what we are..?

He sighed, shakily got up, and washed his face, throwing his white shirt back on. He needed to get ready to go pick George up at the airport.

It'll never happen, stop getting your hopes up.

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Many people were swarming the airport when Dream entered. A few minutes after he sat down in the waiting area, George texted him.

George: Landed
George: I'm so excited!!

Dream: If you see a guy in a green sweatshirt and black jeans, it's me.

Dream was beyond nervous, but he still found the motivation to get up and stand, waiting for people to come pouring out of the exit door. He was fidgeting with his hands as he felt his heart pounding against his chest. His anxiety bubbled inside of him, increasing more by the second as the moment George would walk through that door became closer and closer. Soon, many people rushed out and he spotted a familiar face, looking straight at him. Dream messaged George.