Let me help you

A little accident

Disclaimer (ofc i dont ever want Geroge to ever broke his hand or smtg like this, so don't take it seriouslly, but i thought it was just a cute idea, it's just gonna be some cute dnf, and then it's gonna get more spicy in the nexts parst xd)

Of course that there was no food left, its not like Dream would do something about it, but he couldn't blame him cuz he knew he wasn't the best in the kitchen after all. Well, he could've just make an order and the food would be there in some minutes but he felt like cooking some chips, I mean, fRiEs, actually. He liked cooking, it wasn't his best thing but living alone for so long, learned him some stuff. So that's what he did. He cut the potatoes and he was looking for the oil; it was just on the second shelf, not to high, but then he felt like making them a little bit special, so he looked for the mayo; well- this was kind of problem, it was on the last shelf. He could've just go and take a chair but the oil was already hot, so he just climbed on the counter and stretch to catch the mayo. A second it's all it took to slip with his leg and he fell in a pretty bad position with his hand under him. In that moment he didn't feel anything, all that was in his mind was to go and stop the oven. Dream heard the loud sound of plates falling and crashing and he came as fast as he could. He was a little panicked, but George said it was just an accident. He didn't make such a mess, just some broken plates and a cup, nothing more, but this wasn't the single broke thing. Dream noticed that George was holding his left hand in a weird position
-"Does it hurt?" he asked

- It's fine, I just fell on it, but I hope its fine. He said, with an unsure voice

-Let's go to the doctor George, it might be broke. And if it's not that bad then it's gonna heal quickly.

The brunette boy just agreed.
And so it was. They went to the doctor. His hand was actually broken but it wasn't that bad. The doctor said that he can move it but that means the hand is gonna heal in like 2-3 weeks. But if we will keep it safe, without moving it at all, it's gonna be fine in just a week. The next MCC was in a week and half, and he really needed that hand. So he knew what he has to do.

*home*

- Alright, I'll go change my clothes, then I'll go sleep, I'm pretty tired after everything'

Dream started to follow George in his room

- What are you doing hsh?

Dream had a serious gaze on his face that worried George a little
-I'll help you change your clothes

-Eh?! Hshsh, what are you talking about

-George. His expression was even more serious. You can't move your hand at all, or at least you shouldn't move it. So I'll help you.

-You don't have to, seriously, I'm fine. He felt his face turning red

-George, if I was there when that happened maybe your hand won't be broken now. And if you want to be fine in a week you don't have to move it at all.

George knew he was right about the second part, but he would never blame the accident on Dream, he was always protecting him. So he just continued his way to his room letting Dream follow him.
He took off his jacket, still backing Dream. Then he turned around, facing him, but avoiding eye contact. His face was red again, feeling the heat going up to his cheeks, knowing that Dream was watching him. Dream made a step forward and he hold onto his hoodie. He lift it up then he made sure its not gonna touch his hand then he put it easily on the bed. Then he put his hands on the t-shirt, the only thing left that was protecting George's pale and warm skin. He lift it up easily and then for a second he looked into George's eyes. He was embarrassed, but why would he be, I mean, it was juts Dream helping him because his hand was broke, nothing more. But seeing Dream looking for just that second in his eyes, it made his cheeks go even more red and he felt something weird in his stomach. Dream lifted the t-shirt really carefully again and he could've swear he heard a little sound when his cold hands touched George's skin when he was assuring that he's not gonna move his hand. Then he let George pick a new t-shirt and he helped him putting it back on. The atmosphere between them was not the same, they both felt it. George lips made a quiet sound of 'Thank you', and after a couple of seconds Dream replied

-If you need anything, let me know, you can call me or just came to my room. I know this might be weird for you, but in this situation this is what we have to do, so please.. let me help you at any time you'll need...

-I will let you know if I need anything.

-Alright- you should rest now, I'll go edit that video. Good night Georgy. He said with a little smile on his face

-Good night! And don't put the part where I die to a spider, please, it's embarrassing. He said while laughing, then Dream left and he closed the door.
It was an instense night for him, he felt that. One week? At that point he realised that changing his clothes it's not gonna be the only action he might need help with. But maybe that's not gonna be that bad after all. He didn't quite like being helped by others, he was always by himself but he wanted to heal as quick as possible, so he thought that he's gonna accept the helping for now. At least.. he's not alone anymore.

This is just for fun. I'm more of a reader too, but i couldn't find the stories just as i wanted so i made this with some of the ideas i had.

There are gonna be like 4 parts i think, the story it's already done, and you want to see the last part :>