"Right, so we're heading to iowa" Dream smiled leaning in the doorway looking over at george who was looking sickly, draped across the bed
"Iowa? Today- really?" Georges voice was raspy, he seemed exhausted and his expression was not joyous neither was it displaying any form of excitement.
"Georgie, you feeling okay?" Dream sat on the edge of the bed and extended his hand to feel Georges forehead, it was feverish and his skin was blotchy upon closer inspection.
"Just a little under the weather, nothing that a bit of oxy won't cure" George chuckled before being sent into a fit of chesty coughs
"Jeez george i haven't seen you look this rough since the time you caught the flu back in what? June of 2021"
"How two you even remember that"
Dream shrugged, "i was worried about you, it stuck with me"
George smirked, bringing his hand to dreams face "You're sweet when you're concerned"
"You up for coming? i can go alone it isn't a struggle" Dream chuckled taking georges hand, bringing it to his own lips, Georges hand felt cold against his warm lips, george even seemed to wince at the movement.
"Either way dream, i'm by your side, even when i feel like i've been hit by a Semi going 70 on the freeway"
"That's oddly specific"
"It's painfully descriptive, i'll get ready, can you do me a favour and grab the small plastic wallet from my bag, i may have kept some of the oxy for emergencies"
"Not a problem my love"
Dream stood to find the medicine in Georges bag as George begrudgingly got ready.
"Why do we need to go to Iowa anyway" George asked pulling his thick leather boots on.
"Something about needing their uncle who resides there, plus i want to negotiate with Alex to get Nick back"
"Sounds like a plan" George chuckled standing, he lost his footing slightly but dream soon rushed over to assist him.
"Baby you're burning up" Dream frowned holding george close to him
"I'm fine clay, i promise" His words were soft, yet rough, the best way to describe it would be like velvet. Dream so badly wanted to trust his partners words yet something about them felt so deceiving.
They made their way to the car, getting in.
Dream began the drive and it wasn't long before george was asleep with his head against the window, shivering despite the heat his body emitted. Dream could only adjust the blanket over him and hope that the sickness would pass.
a/n
having like a really bad day ig, wrote to distract myself so sorry if it's sloppy
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A Lovely Mess
FanfictionDreamNotFound / DSMP apocalypse AU containing KarlNap content Rival factions, a traumatised corrupt leader and a person hiding their immunity. When the dream team comes across a teenage boy attempting to loot their car, Sapnap is keen to kill him...
