Gang Of The Faceless

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙁𝙞𝙫𝙚: 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢'𝙨 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚

-Back To The Present-
For the last couple of days Dream has been working diligently. He's been working on alliances, bigger drug deals, expansions for Corpse, and better weapons and bombs. His job had already been exasperating, with carking work. Dream was sitting alone in his office, sketching out new floor and ambush plans. After a while he finished that, causing him to check his email. He opened his computer, seeing he had a new pick up. He dialed the dealer, waiting a few rings before getting a answer. "New weapons stock tomorrow night? Alright thank you." He said hanging up the phone. Forcefully he texted Punz, Sapnap, and Fundy to pick it up.  Not only did he have all of that work going on, his personal life was also overwhelming. Dream's mom alerted him about his father, telling him about how he caught a chronic disease. Even though his dad was completely toxic and bad for his health, it was definitely effecting him. Getting rapid flashbacks from his childhood, the past consuming him.

  Dream ran his fingers through his blonde hair sighing. So much was going on, he felt he needed a break. A break from work, and away from everyone. Someone knocked on the door, interuppting his negative thoughts. "Come in!" He yelled. Corpse entered the room wearing a black leather jacket, simple black ripped jeans, waist pocket chains, white tee, and a black face mask. His hair was shaggy over his face, he had his arms crossed standing in front of Dream confidently. "What's up? Also you can sit, and you don't have to knock on my office door." Dream assured. Corpse took the gesture and sat in one of the leather seats in front of the desk. Corpse overall was one of the quietest, but upfront people, he was staring at Dream attempting to read him. Corpse took a breath before speaking up, "You good? I heard the news." Corpse said in a soft tone. Dream nodded, expressing to Corpse how he felt. Telling him what he wanted and what he felt like was needed. "How about just me and you go to a club across town, empty thoughts? I need a break as well." Corpse suggested. Dream agreed, Corpse always had his back and was there when he needed him. The two leaders began chatting, talking about a variety of things, anything besides work.

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{50 Reads Mini Special <3}
    It was pretty mild outside, damp weather. 5up, Tubbo, and Ranboo decided to take advantage of the semi-decent weather. They went to the lake, which was also next to a huge flower garden. 5up placed a blue and white blanket on the grass for the three to sit on. 5up took a book out his backpack, a small chapter book entitled 'Night' by Elie Wiesel. 5up took the bookmark out and began to read. Meanwhile Ranboo pulled out two sandwhiches, one for him and the other for Tubbo, handing it to Tubbo. He also pulled out a canva and paint, so him and Tubbo could paint. The two decided to paint something simple, they painted the garden ahead of them. "5up may we go into the garden?" Tubbo asked politely. 5up agreed, and started walking to the flower garden with the two younger males. There were a variety of flowers, different shades, sizes and smells. The sun was hitting the garden spot on, making everything even more beautiful. Butterflies were floating around, and leaves falling off the blossom trees. There was a pathway in the middle leading to a gazebo, the boys were amazed. Suddenly a bee flew past Tubbo's face, causing him to be excited. He then noticed more bees as they were getting pollen from the flowers. A bee then came and landed on his finger, and unlike most people he didn't flinch. "Oh my God bees! Oh my God I love bees!" He exclaimed, leaving Ranboo and 5up to giggle. 5up walked over to a book naming each flower, when they grew, their best seasons, the insects, and how to take care of the flowers. Ranboo was smelling the flowers, naming each one to Tubbo and 5up. "The azaela is so pretty." Ranboo said aloud, 5up nodding. It was beginning to get dark, Tubbo and Ranboo had to be back home by a certain time. They left the flower garden after taking pictures, grabbing their painting and things before heading back to the car. These three enjoyed their relaxing, peaceful day.
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    The sun was setting, so Dream decided it was time to get dressed for the night. For once in a long time it was just him and Corpse, and no one knew where they were going. Dream grabbed a dark blue, long sleeved, button up shirt, along with some black jeans. He went into his bathroom and fixed up his hair, then straightened out his clothes. He heard Corpse knocking on his bedroom door, giving  him the ok to come in. Dream exited his bathroom asking Corpse how did he look. Corpse had on simple dark blue jeans, pocket chains, and a grey polo shirt, causing his arm tattoos to show. As usual he had on a black mask with his shaggy, black, curly hair covering his eyes. "You look great, now let's head out before someone notices us and starts interrogating us." Corpse chuckled. He and Dream took the back way out, heading to a black and red lamborghini. They hopped in, Corpse in the drivers seat. "Let me text Tina telling her she's on welfare duty." Corpse said buckling his seatbelt and grabbing his phone. He sent the text, then pulled off.

   Corpse had been driving about 20 minutes, heading to other side of town. Eventually they arrived at the club and got out. Showing their fake id's, they headed inside. Corpse knew this club was safely owned, so they wouldn't be running into anyone who could harm the two men. Dream wasted no time heading over to the bar, immediately ordering a drink, Corpse followed. Time passed and they were taking shot after shot, losing their sobriety.

   "Sykunno do you have a clue where Dream or Corpse is?" George asked approaching Sykunno anxiously. Sykunno shook his head no, beginning to sit up. "I haven't talked to Corpse since last night, he seemed pretty frustrated. I tried calming him down but he wasn't budging, so I gave him space. I know Dream spoke with Sapnap last I believe." Sykunno replied. "I think their missing or something, Dream isn't answering my calls and neither is Corpse." Sykunno began to worry at that moment. Everything they felt aside, as second in lines they needed to find the younger men. Tina overhearing the question as she was heading to the living room butted in, "Corpse told me I was on Welfare duty about an hour ago. I doubt their missing, check their locations though for safety.". Immediately George checked Dream's location, showing Sykunno where he was. Sykunno also checked Corpse's location, showing he was in the same spot. The two made a telepathic conversation, and went to drive to the location.

   "Alright I think you fellas have had enough, as a bartender I am no longer serving you anymore drinks. Your cards have been charged, have a good night." The bartender scolded. Dream and Corpse were nowhere near sober, being completely drunk. All the stress and pressure they've been feeling was gone, leaving them to be numb. Leaving the bar they went straight to the dance floor. Without even thinking they started dancing, something they didn't do.

    Approaching a drunk Dream, was a short, blonde haired, blue eyed girl. There was no doubt she was gorgeous, and Dream was amazed by her beauty. Corpse being a bystander decided to go sit down at the booths by himself. The girl started flirting with Dream, and of course Dream not thinking straight flirted back. "My name is Salene, how about you?" She asked flirtatiously, running her fingers among his shoulder. "D-Dream." He managed to slur out. Sykunno and George arrived at the club, they were quite confused in why the two men would go out so far. They entered the club, and Sykunno immediately spotted Corpse, leaving George alone. "Corpse!!" Sykunno quietly yelled, scooting by Corpse. "Sy- *hiccup* -Kunno. What *hiccup* are you doing here?" Corpse managed to squeal out. Sykunno grabbed Corpse by the hand and drug him to the car. He sighed and sat Corpse in the backseat waiting on George. Salene reached in and began to kiss Dream. Dream wasn't in his right mind, kissing her back. At that moment he thought he was kissing someone else. Salene breaking the kiss saying "Why don't we take this somewher-" getting cut off by a familiar voice. "D-Dream?" The voice said, it was George. Reality hit Dream, him realizing what was happening. He heard George's voice crack when he said his name, giving his heart a ache. George slowly turned around walking towards the door, Dream following behind. It's like all of a sudden the drunkenness left his body, which it didn't. "George wait up!" Dream yelled trying to catch up to the shorter male. "What." George replied, his tone was cold, having tears in his eyes. "George I'm so sorry it meant nothing, please I'm drunk out of my mind and-" Dream ranted being cut off by George. "It's fine I guess, cmon sit next to Corpse in the backseat.." He mumbled. George put Dream in the car with Sykunno and Corpse, getting the keys to drive Corpse's car home.

    Instead of driving home, George drove to a cliff. He wanted to clear his head, it was full of adverse thoughts. The moon was shining bright, the stars were beaming, and you could hear the plane going over him. George played quiet music from his phone, letting out a soft cry. He was hurt, not physically but emotionally. George had feelings for Dream, but he should have known Dream didn't feel the same. He rested his head between his legs, sobbing a bit harder. At that second he knew that he and Dream would be nothing more than friends and leading business partners. He wiped his eyes and went back to the car, driving home in pure silence. George ignored everyone who was chatting and laughing in the living room, going straight for the elevator. He went into his room and locked his door, changing into some pajamas heading to bed. Letting out soft cries, George cried himself to sleep.

Word Count: 1760
A/N: I rewrote this chapter like twice, even though I have the plot line set up lmao. Also the 50 reader special is apart of the story, I wanted to add some source of light to this chapter. Plus it ran up the words so this chapter wouldn't be too short. Sorry for the heartbreak guys, but this is only the beginning.