Two-steps away // based on dnf

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"Sweetie where we're you?" She looked worried.

"I was with George. Is it ok if he stays over?"

She stared at us for a moment. We were still holding hands.

"Of course sweetie." She smiled at us.

"Goodnight George and Cl-Dream." She walked off to her bedroom. The lights were already off. We ran up to his bedroom. I sat down on his bed while he searched in his closet. He set down a sweater and sweatpants next to me.

"New clothes to change into. You can change in the bathroom while change out here." He smiled at me while I took the clothes.

"Thank you." I walked into his bathroom. It looked fairly nice. I locked the door changing my clothes, and setting my old ones on his bathroom counter. I unlocked the door forgetting Dream was changing. Luckily he was already done.

"You know I could of still been changing." He laughed.

"I know." I sat down on the bed rubbing my eyes. He got in with me. I laid down snuggled in his sweater it was cozy. It smelt just like him. He laid down next to me, putting a comforting arm around my body.

"What do you wanna watch?" He asked softly.

"Can we just cuddle please?" I can't believe I just said that. We aren't even a 'thing'

I could tell Dreams face expression was shocked, but he also loved what I said.

"Of course." His warm breath made me shiver. He was quiet close to me. It was prefect. I loved him. Did he love me?...

He pulled me into spoon, our bodies close together. It felt nice to be close to him.

"Dream?.." I said quietly.

"Yes..?" His voice was muffled, as his bottom half of his face was in my hair.

"Are we l-like together?" I stuttered.

"Only if you want to be." He was drifting off to sleep. I smiled.

"Of course." We soon both fell asleep. We were so peaceful together. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

I remember then that maybe that can't happen. I need to escape my father first. Get my sister and mother out of the abusive household. Get my father sent to jail. My mother on a life to live her own. I always had a soft spot for my mother. She was the better of the two. My sister can live with me for now. Where would we live? These questions ran in my mind. Until I drifted off to sleep.

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I was worried about when I got home. What would happen? I hope Delly is ok. I turned in my half awake position. I opened my eyes to see Dream laying right next to me. He looked so beautiful. His hair was messy and his mouth was slightly open. His eyelashes slightly fluttered as he was dreaming. I stared at him until I noticed he wasn't even asleep.

"I know your staring at me." He smiled and opened his eyes. Our faces were close. We looked at each other's eyes.

"I-I thought you were sleeping." I said. He laughed softly. I sat up on the bed frame and so did he.