Heart Strings - DreamNotFound

[9] The Strings Of My Heart

They arrived home, dream was exhausted and got into bed, as george left he heard dream stir

"don't go georgie"

george hesitated biting his lip

he looked between the door frame and dream, 'fuck' he mumbled closing the door and walking over to dream

"what's the matter" george weakly smiled
dream wiped his eyes, sitting up

"what did you mean earlier, when you shouted at me" dreams voice sounded raspy, exhausted

"i- it's complicated"

"then try to de-complicate it"
"that makes no sense clay-"
"make it make sense"

george sighed, the darkness consumed the room, he could only see the outline of dreams face, this jawline sharp. George couldn't see it right now but he knew the stubble on his chin was there

he reached out cupping dreams face brushing his thumb over his chin feeling the short hairs against his soft thumb

"just tell me you love me george"
george kept his hand in this position it was in
he bit his inner cheek
his eyes closed and he leant in planting a gentle kiss on dreams forehead
"not right now"
"so you do love me?"
"well- i- uh"
"it's okay, i can wait"

"clay i need to tell you something"
"hm?" dream lay down his head hitting the cold pillow still facing george
"i need you dream"
"i know you do"
"it's hard"
"that doesn't mean you have to be alone through it george"
"i deserve to be alone- after brighton i just i-"
he was interrupted by dream sitting up, placing his left hand on his shoulder and his right he used gently to raise georges face

"despite the darkness i know you look beautiful right now george" dream cracked a smile observing the silhouette, feeling the heat emit from georges face
"but there's so many ugly things about me"

"that's not the case at all, everyone has ugly things but george, you are something else, you're ethereal, i'd look at you a hundred times, over the most mesmerising sunset, over the widest ocean, i'd look at you george"

george was wordless, as if the entire dictionary had disappeared from his mind, as if dream sat speaking a foreign language to him

george pulled away from dreams touch feeling the world heat up again

he was falling
he was falling
falling
hard
falling for his best friend

now he was the one searching for something to grip onto

he stood running his hands through his hair as he felt the world close in around him

"i cant- dream- no- you don't get it"
dream stood, a distance between them
"then help me understand george!"

"IM TERRIFIED DREAM" he raised his voice, feeling as if air was escaping way too fast

"of what?" dream stepped forward

"OF YOU"

"me?" dreams voice cracked slightly

"OF WHAT YOU DO TO ME" georges tears irritated his eyes causing him to wipe his eyes with the back of his hand

Dream approached him, george backing into a wall

his back was now completely against the wall, dream raised his arm above george using it to support him as he looked down at the smaller crying boy

"say it, i know you want to" dream practically spat

"say what" george squeaked
"tell me you hate me"

george bit his lip, his eyes meeting dreams

"that's not true"

"then tell me what i'm doing so wrong to terrify you, to terrify you so much you're scared of me"

"you made me fall in love with you dream"