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Bad Day (DreamNotFound)

(I'm in an upsetto mood so I decided to use Writing to get rid of sad Boi hours)

          George lay in bed, tears going down the sides of his face and soaking into his soft pillow. Today wasn't his best day, but it also wasn't the worst. He couldn't sleep, getting a total of about two hours the night before. He also couldn't be motivated to do anything, so he lay there in bed. He was also without Dream for the time being. He had gone to his mother's house earlier, which was about thirty minutes away, to help her out with something.
          So here the small, usually bubbly Brit lay, crying quietly as he hoped for sleep to finally take over. Dream knew that George had difficulty sleeping last night, but the two said they were both positive he'd be able to fall asleep while he was gone.
          They said that at 7:13AM this morning.
          It was now 1:32PM, and no sleep.
          George glanced over at Patches, who was sleeping quietly right beside him. Lucky he thought to himself. Sitting up, he wiped the tears from his eyes. He was thirsty, so he stood and began making his way to the kitchen. He saw his reflection in the mirror as he passed the bathroom, taking in his appearance. His fluffy brown locks were a complete mess, his eyes being slightly red due to the crying. He wore one of Dream's oversized hoodies and a pair of black boxers. It was kinda like a comfort outfit for him, it always made him feel better.

          Grabbing a cup, he walked over to the fridge and pressed it up against the water dispenser attached to it. George watched as the cold water poured into his cup, thinking for a moment. The sound of clicking locks and faint jingling keys filled his ears, making his mood lighten: Dream was home. George quickly pulled his cup away from the dispenser, setting it on the counter as he heard the door opening. He walked out of the kitchen, looking at the front door and spotting his taller boyfriend. His dirty blonde locks covered his eyes a little, his ocean blue eyes glistening. He wore a slightly baggy green flannel and a pair of blue jeans. He had a shopping bag in his left hand, the right hand holding his keys.
          Dream looked over, a smile forming on his face. "Hey, crazy hair," he chuckled as he closed the door, George tearing up at the sound of his voice. He was happier than he had been all day.
          George rushed over, wrapping his arms around Dreams figure tightly. He buried his face in his chest, a shaky sigh or relief leaving him. "George?" Dream asked, a look of concern forming on his face as he tossed his keys onto the couch. He wrapped his arms around George, placing a kiss on his head. "Baby, what's wrong?"
          "I–I haven't been able to sleep," George choked out, looking up at Dream. His eyes were teary again. "A–And I really missed you– it's just been a really shitty day."
          "Oh, George..," Dream cooed, reaching up and carefully cupping his face. George almost immediately leaned into his touch, closing his eyes slowly. Dream frowned, thinking. "Well– I got some candy to surprise you. How about we eat some and watch TV until we can fall asleep?" Dream asked as he held up the bag. George opened his eyes to look at the bag, thinking as he wiped his eyes. "Yea– that sound nice," he replied, looking forward to finally being able to do something today.

          Dream carefully scooped to sleeping George up into his arms, holding him bridal style. Immediately, George nuzzled him and gripped his shirt. Pressing his lips against George's temple, he began to make his way up the stairs. George snored slightly as he did so, making Dream relieved his boyfriend was finally able to sleep. He walked into the room, seeing that Patches was still sleeping on the side of the bed.
          He carefully laid George down onto the bed, managing to get him to let God of his flannel so that he could lay next to him. He wrapped his arms around George, closing his eyes as he felt him nuzzle him. He soon fell asleep.