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“I want to kiss you,” Dream announces suddenly, then frowns at the sigh that drags between George’s teeth.
“It’s too early for that, darling,” he responds, disheartened, fingers slotting together over his torso whilst fiddling and tapping at his knuckles because he knows if left alone for too long they will start to reach out for Dream on their own. “It’s not our fault that we’re bound to the cosmos.”
“I wish we weren’t.”