George is Dreams son and he tries on makeup in front of him and dreams wife gets mad, but Dream doesn't care and gets him his own makeup.

I actually love this idea so much

This ain't no incest just a wholesome dad and wholesome son.

Anyway, just a short wholesome story, because I can't go to school today and I am waiting for my book(s) to come.

Hi, welcome this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are.

So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside.

This is now your happy place.

If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was.

Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer.

And feel free to request if you want.

But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now.

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Third-person

Dream knocked on George's door.

George was sixteen so he was into all of those trends that kids nowadays are into.

"Yes?" George asked, not opening the door.

"What are you doing? I am bored and your mother is probably the most boring person to hang out with," Dream admitted.

That was true.

Kevin was her name.

That was the love of Dream's life for over nineteen years.

They meant when they were twenty-one and have been in love ever since.

"Homework," George said.

It was the weekend and he had already finished his homework so that was a lie.

"Damn why are you boring too," Dream said and threw his hands in the air.

"Sorry I go to school dad," George said and he laughed.

"Okay then loser, I will be back in a bit," Dream said and he walked off.

His dad was very respectful of his privacy and that was great.

His mom wasn't though.

She was the bad and invasive parent out of the two of them.

George didn't have a lock on his door, so he had to be careful when doing what he was doing.

(Screw all of you. I am going to go read my book since it just came)

He was putting on makeup and his mom was very religious and he didn't want her seeing him apply it, so he just hoped it was his dad who came into his room every time.

"Can you give George his dinner?" Kevin asked Dream.

"Yeah," Dream said and kissed his wife's head.

He walked up the stairs and to George's room.

He didn't have any free hands so he just pushed the door open with his foot.

George jumped up and tried his best to shove everything off his vanity and onto the floor.

But he couldn't in time.

Dream noticed the makeup but didn't say anything.

"Where do you want your food?" Dream asked and George pointed to his dresser.

Dream put it there.

"That's not your color," Dream said.

George looked at him.

"Your skin color is not pink," Dream said and George smiled.

"That's for over my eyes," George said and Dream let out an oh sound.

"Makes sense," Dream said and George nodded.

I am watching children right now.

"Why do you have a color pencil?" Dream asked.

Apparently, George's mother had never worn make-up or shown the process in front of her husband.

"That's for my eyes," George said.

"That's gonna hurt," Dream said.

"What's taking you so long?" Kevin asked and she came into George's room.

"I was talking with George," Dream said.

His wife looked at him like he had lost his mind.

"Why is George putting that on?!!" She said and began to make a big deal out of it.

"He wanted to look nice. I don't know. Why don't you put it on?" Dream asked.

"Because I am a female and only females can wear makeup!" She stated.

This dumb bitch.

George felt himself start to tear up.

He didn't want his mother to see him putting on makeup and she did.

"He can feel pretty," Dream said.

Kevin was fuming at her mouth.

"I don't see the problem. He has on lipstick, some pale shit, and a eye pink makeup. I don't see the problem. If you see a problem can you go? My son can wear what he'd like. Just none of those belly button shirts, that's weird, no matter what gender my child is," Dream said and he had to assert dominance.

His wife had stormed out of the room.

"Thank you, dad," George said and he hugged his dad.

"Anytime," Dream said and he rubbed his son's back.

"Don't try and get one of those belly button shirts. I don't care if you have face paint on-," Dream was interrupted.

"It's make-up," George said, getting his dad up to date.

"Oh. I don't care as long as you are happy," Dream said and they hugged.

"I love you, thank you," George said, he couldn't ask for a better dad.

"Anytime," Dream said.

Now we do a quick time skip before we end the chapter off.

A time skip to the mall.

Time skip brought to you by me waiting for my hot dogs to boil.

"Why they naked?" Dream asked and he covered his eyes.

"Ignore the models, look for little bottles that are my shade," George said.

They were in one of those stores where they sold makeup and lingerie.

"Wait but what's this," Dream said and he pointed to a makeup pallet.

"Come on dad, let's go over here," George said and he grabbed his dad's arm.

They didn't find his shade.

But it was a nice bonding time.

I hope you enjoyed I am sorry this was short.

I want my lunch lol.

Have a nice day!

Ya, that's about it.

If anybody reads this, you request if you want.

Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are.

So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place.

If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was.

Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want.

But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now.

/) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.