water droplets //dnf//

ch20: pain

(no specific spot for song it's just nostalgic😭)

~Dream POV

"well hello princess... how are you george?", I look over the the stranger talking with a confused stare.

How does this man know George? I look over to him only to see his mouth agape from shock. I want to help but the situation confused me. Who is this?

I assume it's one of his friends at first but by the way he's looking, i'm afraid George is uncomfortable. I squeeze his hand but he stays in the same position, which worries me. Normally he would've looked up to me with his welcoming smile but.. nothing.

"hi.. i'm clay. are you george's friend?"

".. something like that."

His eyes scan to our intertwining fingers and he smirked.

"ahh.. i see. princess, is this your boyfriend?"

princess?

I didn't wanna answer because I'm not sure whether or not George was comfortable with me saying yes. I look to my left to see George about to cry. I wanted nothing more than to leave right now.

"okay georgie.. let's go."

I start to walk away and so does George, but I stop when I feel a tug. The man grabbed George's wrist. George did nothing but flinch, he shut his eyes tight and turned away from the man, like something bad was going to happen. I let go of my grip on George's hands and walk up to the man.

"let. go.", I said sternly

He smirked before releasing his grip and holding his hands up. Once he dropped his hands back to his side, he smiled. I turn back to see George trying to collect himself.

"we better get going.", I say

"well you never answered my question.."

"you better watch yourse-", I'm getting angrier by the second and luckily George interrupted.

"yeah.. clay is my boyfriend now."

I'm almost shocked George was able to get out a word. I could tell he was struggling. Though his words were breathy because of the tears, I was proud of him.

"awe. my princess moved on.. how sad."

The man pouts and quickly breaks into laughter. I walk back to George's side and hold his hand firmly, but with good intention.

George was about to break down again. I could tell my the glass in his eyes, and his whole body was shaking.

"okay well, we actually have to go.", I turn to walk away but once again, I'm stopped.

"wait! just one more thing...

..take care of my baby for me. he's a bit of a handful.. bye princess."

He waves sinisterly before turning and walking away with a proud strut.

We were almost home so the walk was short. But the silence killed me. I knew George was in pain but I couldn't have him break down in the middle of the road. The whole time George was just walking with his eyes pointed straight ahead, like a deer in the headlights.

We made it to the front door and I expect to walk to the couch but as soon as we walk in George drops to the floor.

"georgie!"

I drop as well, scared something was wrong. He went into fetal position and started to sob, I rub his back intently, not sure how to help. The room was dim, so I couldn't see his face very well.

"georgie.. hey i'm here.. shhh. shhh."

I'm not sure if he's having a panic attack or just freaking out so I don't really know what to do other than be by him.

His sobs turn into silent screams and gasps as time passes. I never remember him saying he had panic attacks. So I think this is just a onetime thing.

His screams infect my ears. I want him to feel safe around me. But instead were laying on the floor, with nothing but pain filling the room.. pain surrounding my George.

I'm starting to cry and I'm not sure for what reason. Maybe it just hurts seeing him like this. But it's almost on cue, as soon as my tears start, I can hear George's slowly come to and end. I wipe my face before peering over at him to see him whimpering, but very silently.

"...

georgie?"

He finally met my stare. Green meeting brown once again. He sat up surprisingly easy, and leaned in for a hug. He put all his weight on me but in the moment I didn't mind. He hugs tighter than ever before.. Like he's about to lose me, but he isn't.

"i'm so sorry dream.. i didn't mean to freak out.."

How could he be sorry for this?

"georgie if you say you're sorry for something like this one more time... "

I pull away from the hug and look into his barely open eyes. But then I continue,

"one of the main reasons i'm here is to keep you safe. i love you too much to let you hurt all by yourself. if you hurt, i hurt."

He looks down, he seems so defeated.

I wrap him around me and stand up, carrying him with ease.

"you wanna take a bath?"

"mhm"

He answered quicker than I thought so I walked to the bathroom. I set George down on the toilet seat as I grab a towel from the cabinet. His eyes seem emotionless but I can tell behind the brown irises and beautiful black pupils, there was pain. His blinks were slow and almost delayed.

I turn on the bath water, checking the temperature to make sure it's warm enough.

"okay georgie.. you have to get undressed."

He nods but continued to blink slowly and no words came out of his pretty mouth. The jacket was first, I slid it off with ease and set it aside. George had to lift his arms for me to take of his shirt and I set it in the laundry bin on to my left. After the shoes and pants, all he had left was his boxers. I turn to my right and stop the bath water, it was a little over halfway full.

George took off his boxers and I helped him into the tub. He meets my gaze and gives a very.. and I mean very, slight smile.

I grab the rag sitting on the sink and get it wet with the warm water. I sit on the floor outside the tub and put body soap on the warm rag.

I start to rub it against George's soft body, which was just minutes ago, in so much pain. George jumped at the sudden touch of the rag which concerned me. He's much more jumpy than before. I give him a warm look which affirms the touch. I keep running the rag across his back as as he sits still in the water.

"clay."

My mouth forms a smirk instinctively and I'm too quick to reply.

"georgie?"

"clay. he was.. that guy.. he was my.."

He almost broke down just from those words but I encourage him to finish.

"hey hey.. take your time georgie", I continue to rub the rag on his skin."

"he was.. my first boyfriend."

⚠️: ok so i'm writing this story as i go so sorry if it's a bit unorganized.

⚠️: i know it's going a bit slow i just really like writing to trying to fit everything into an 1,000 word chapter is hard😀🔪