DNF ONESHOTS

Trust Me pt.2

Pt.2

*just protective dream*

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George drifted in and out of consciousness.

"Stay with me Shorty."

A raspy voice filled his ears.

Dream stopped running when he felt like they were far enough away from the burning institution.

He sat down under a tree and held the weak psychologist in his lap.

He pulled up the smaller's pants and looked at his ankle.

He narrowed his eyes when he saw the bullet Wound.

This wasn't good.

If he didn't do something now the smaller would bleed out.

"Fuck." The nonhuman male said.

He looked down at the brunette boy. His skin was pail and his arms draped weekly around his shoulders.

"Shorty this is gonna hurt ok but I have to do it."

George could hear the taller but his vision was so blurry he didn't know what was happening.

He lost so much blood that he couldn't speak.

Dream lit a small flame on his finger and held the boy tightly.

He knew this was gonna hurt.

He placed the flame over the wound to cauterize the open flesh.

George felt an intense pain in his ankle and his body jerked and he tried to cry out but he couldn't.

The supernatural watched the bleeding stop.

He rubbed the boy's back as he cried into his chest.

Once Dream knew he did all he could, he stopped. He knew it was only a temporary fix but it would do for the time.

He felt the brunette boy go limp. He passed out from the pain.

Dream leaned down and brushed a piece of hair out for the long lashes of the now sleeping boy.

"Rest well shorty, you're ok now."

George's eyes fluttered open. The bright morning sun hit his eyes.

He looked around and had no idea where he was.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt something breathing under him.

He looked up and his eyes met the sleeping face of the supernatural.

Everything suddenly came back to George.

He looked down at his ankle that was wrapped up in part of the tallers black t-shirt.

He sighed and smiled as he looked at the blond haired male who's back was leaned up against the tree.

"Who knew you would actually be the one to save me."

George couldn't help but run his hand over the tallers cheek and he sat up on his lap.

The blond male was very attractive. George couldn't help but feel his cheeks heat up.

He flinched when the red eyes of the other male fluttered open.

He quickly removed his hand from his cheek.