[TW] {SElFARM} {MENTION OF ABUSE}
{PTSD}
Dream walked out of the shop happily waiting for his boyfriend to get out of the restaurant near by.
They finally meet up and saw each other in person. Of course they didn't tell anyone they were together especially their fans.
Dream learned George had anxiety and could easily get scared or frightened by something. He learned the cause of that was he had a boyfriend that didn't treat him right and that would physically and mentally abuse him.
He was very good at hiding it on camera but he finally opened up to Dream and told him about his problems.
Dream tried to get him to go therapy to talk to someone about it but he declined and told Dream he didn't need it because he had a new boyfriend that treated him right, which was him.
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George waved at Dream showing him he was out of the restaurant and got the take out.
George walked to the car he kept looking over his shoulder before getting into the car.
"What's wrong babe, why are you looking behind you?"
"No reason" George said swallowing a huge lump in his throat trying to keep calm.
"Okay you sure babe?" Dream said while rubbing his back slowly because George was clearly upset.
"Can you just start the car please I want to go home." George said with anxiousness in his voice.
Before Dream could respond there was a knock on the window of his car. A man wearing a white hoodie and loose black pants started to speak to them. George looked even more anxious. He tugged on dreams shirt telling him to start the car.
Dream ignored the stranger and started the car. He tried to pull out of the parking lot but the man wouldn't let him and blocked him from getting out.
Dream opened the car door to see what the man wanted. He glancing at George who was looking back at him with scared eyes.
Dream had a good idea who this man was and what he wanted.
"Get out of the way please" dream said trying to be polite.
"I want to talk to George, just for a minute, alone then I'll move."
"Who are you" Dream asked with a hint of anger.
"None of your fucking business" the man said also getting angry.
"Your Josh, aren't you. I been wanting to meet you."
"Well I don't want to speak to you, I want to speak to George," he said while walking over to the passenger seat
Dream stoped him and gritted his teeth together angrily. "I'll have to ask you nicely to leave George alone. I know what you've done to him. He's moved on man, scram."
The man ignore Dream and walked over to George tapping on the window. But before the man could say anything Dream grabbed him and pulled him away from the car.
Dream knowing George, George was probably already panicking.
He grabbed the mans shirt and shoved him away. "Imma say this one lass time until things get rough, scram." Dream said spitting at the man.
"Ah okay then. Punch me, Your weak. Try and fight me see how that ends up." The man said stubbornly.
"Trust me if George wasn't here I would beat you ass." Dream said to the man.
Suddenly a sheriff ran up to them.
"What's going on here?" The sheriff said strictly.
Dream quickly said, he's blocking me and my boyfriend from getting out of the parking lot.
Josh quickly added, " sheriff, he threatened to punch me and all I wanted was to talk to that man in the car for a minute."
The sheriff responded with, "listen if the man in the car wanted to talk to you he could of gotten out, clearly he doesn't want to talk to you. Please leave the parking lot now."
The man left following with the sheriff grumpy.
Dream went back and opened the door. First thing he saw was George clearly very upset. He looked down at his arm bleeding, George didn't even seem to notice.
"Babe!" Dream quickly exclaimed grabbing his hand so he would stop scratching his arm. He looked at Dream and started to cry.
"Hey baby it's okay he's gone, he can't hurt you anymore." Dream said trying to calm the broken boy.
Dream quickly jumped out of the car and ran to his side. Opening the door and hugging him. Dream and George stayed in that position for awhile until Dream felt they should start heading home.
Dream POV:
I went back into the driver seat and started to drive Home with one hand on the steering wheel and the other locked in with this hand.
About 10 minutes later we were at our house. I got out and opened the door for George. I quickly grabbed the bags and took his hand into mine again. I put the bags down and unlocked the door. Opening the door we were greeted by a hungry cat. "Hi patches George said while crouching down to hug the cat but quickly winced because of his arm.
Come on honey let's get your arm cleaned. I said softly. He agreed and followed me. I closed the door and put the bags on the table. We walked into the bathroom.
George sat on the counter while I was collecting stuff from the cabinets. I stood up and put the stuff I found on the counter. Babe I'm going to clean it real quick, okay? Then I'll put a bandage around it so it won't bother you.
As I looked down at his arm I saw that he probably grabbed on to his arm for some sort of comfort and squeezed it to hard where his fingers Pierced into skin.
I got done cleaning it and putting something on it so it wouldn't get infected. Then I asked
"Babe you wanna lay down for a little bit?" I asked softly. He hummed in agreement. We both stripped down to are boxers because wearing jeans in bed was extremely
uncomfortable.
george laid down first and then I got on the bed and hugged him from behind and pulled him close to me. I planted a small kiss on his neck and whispered
"I love you so damn much."
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I wrote this like 5 months ago damn.. where'd my motivation go. Istg Idgaf who sees this shit and Ik yk who ya r.
