(God my comments are full of SIMPS)
(Just because I was requested to I'm gonna make Dream hotter. No, I do not regret my decision. No, I will not go easy on you all. Hope you like lots, and lots of flirting. Also muscles. And ~sensual~ touching. Don't worry, if I do make any smut they'll be a warning before ether chapter and no real plot so people can skip it.)
(this you're fault y'all.)
These visits went on almost every day, sometimes Dream bringing him snacks and candy. Other times he had done things like touching Georges thigh, with permission of course, tilting his head up with one finger under the chin, wrapping his arms around Georges waist, etc.
Now, George had minded at first, but he had gotten use to them after a while, and actually started to like them. Currently though, Dream was standing behind George, his mask left on the bed, with his arms wrapped around Georges waist. He had his face hidden in the smaller man's neck as he did this, the Mafia leader unusually quiet. That is, until he spoke.
"I know Sapnap had been visiting you."
George froze, and tensed. Sapnap had been sneaking in to visit him after hours, the two bonding over videogames and other things. He even gave George a burner phone to keep in contact with him. It had only been a few weeks, but they had grown so close like they were never apart in the first place.
"W-what?"
Dream sighed, his hit breath on Georges neck making the man shiver.
"You heard me, I know he's visiting you. I'm not mad."
That surprised George. Every time someone was with George for too much time, Dream had gotten angry and had punished them, but he never punished George. In fact, he always made sure the man was okay after it, making sure he wasn't hurt by them or anything. It had surprised and angered George at first, but now he found it sweet and comforting. George sighed, and closed his eyes.
"I.. how did you find out?"
"One of the maids. She saw him entering your room many times. Did he do anything to you? You know I will kill him if needed."
George quickly shook his head.
"Gods no, nothing like that! We've just been hanging out together, gaming whenever he brought his PlayStation 4 over. He would never do anything like that."
Dream went back to being silent for a long enough time that George had actually thought he had fallen asleep. But then once again, Dream spoke up
"Well uh.. it might be a little to late for that, then.."
George froze, and glupped, anxiety raising in his chest.
"W-what d-does that mean?"
Dream chuckled nervously.
"Uh, well, I might have already.. taken care of the job."
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FanfictionThis fic is a enemy to lover's Dream not found, so if you don't like that, scroll and don't leave hate. I'll just delete it. {this is a Mafia au as well, just because I can.} Dream and George had a pretty bad falling out after a already bad enough f...
