Dreamnotfound Smut And Fluff (Discontinued)

AU

Hiya there!

This was requested by: Chill_cat :D

Tw: Slight gore, sexual themes, swearing
Kinks: None

Very quickly, I'd also like to ask cumslutwastaken  whether you're okay?
You haven't been online, I don't think, for a bit X

Context: Dream is a serial killer running from the police and has to hide himself to get away. This is also based in the uk. C:

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Dream POV

"Shit"

Dream swore violently, pushing his wet hair away from his face with a bloodied hand.

Blue flashing light were growing brighter in the pouring rain and Dream started sprinting through the park, hearing shouts of officials made him more panicked.

The police thought he was a psychopath, chasing him for murder.
They didn't know that the person was a child molester.

When Dream left the woman, throat cut, bleeding on the floor he wanted her to die.

Dream resented the fact that he had been caught, a perfect record ruined by the fucking police.

He spun around, scanning the area before bolting for any alleyway,  jumping the slippy brick wall.

Hiding, pressed against the sharp stones, Dream crouched in the mud. It was unlikely he would get away from trained officers.

All he could to was run, a pathetic mockery of the power he felt, taking down disgusting scum earlier that night.

Dreams breathing grew heavier as he heard voices get near and he bowed his head, waiting for an alarmed shout.

When the noise faded, he got up, jogging quickly onto the footpath, keeping his face turned downwards.

He mixed with small crowds of people, most of which were hurrying to get out the rain. Finally, Dream turned into a small cafe, keeping on the raincoat which hid his bloodied shirt underneath.

The bell rang as he slid into a booth,  signaling over to a waitress and ordering a small cup of coffee.

Dream scanned the area, noting middle aged couples talking quietly to each other, before his gaze landed on a small brunette sitting on his own.

The boy was drinking a tall smoothie, browsing on his phone, completely oblivious to everything around him.

With a quirked eyebrow, Dream took in the flamboyant rainbow jumper and eyebrow piercings.

The coffee was passed to him and Dream sipped it carefully, inhaling sharply when an officer walked in.

They knew what he looked like, there was no escaping the inevitable.

Dream stood up, still grasping his drink and was about to walk over to the police man, before him and the rainbow dressed brunette locked eyes, the small man gesturing him over.

The blonde hesitated, eyes flicking around the room, he sighed and sat down opposite the boy.

It was a cosy cafe, pretty lights strung above them illuminated high cheekbones and a rosy grin.

"Hello! I'm George"

The British accent surprised him but he smiled back and introduced himself, shaking George's hand.