no words. | dnf ✔️

9

every other feeling left dreams body except for shock.
slowly, he widened his eyes.
george just smiled brighter than a kid on christmas eve.
"did you just-"
"talk?" george spoke again. his voice rasped smoothly, if that had made any sense. to dream, he was shocked to find the boy had a british accent under all the silence.
forever he'd pondered what his crush sounded like, and finally he received what he wanted.
to add back into his thoughts, george's voice, to describe it the best to his abilities, was like a blissful cafe, quaint and shallow. rain would occasionally downpour and dream smiled at his imagination of that.