ONESHOTS // MCYT / DSMP

His Face

[TW: yelling, panic attacks, intrusive thoughts(?) (please let me know if there are any more)]
(Angst)(DSMP-ish? AU)

[Published: May 26th, 2021]
[Not edited since published]

This was written at 1 in the morning on a Wednesday so sorry if its bad)

Dream was holding an axe to George's neck. He pressed it harder.

"Tell me where you put it."

"Never!", spoke the british boy. Dream pushed his axe farther onto the brit's neck, causing it to bleed a bit. The brunette pushed the blonde off, ripping his mask off. The blonde fell to the floor. George fell to his knees, hand on his bleeding neck.

"WHAT THE HELL??", he yelled, hiding his face. George knew his weakness and was going to use it against him, but what he didn't know was how Dream would react. He grabbed a pocket mirror that he brought just for this. He was going to make Dream look at his face. Not even George knew what his face looked like.

"DREAM! LOOK AT ME!"

"NO! WHY SHOULD I?"

"LOOK AT ME!

"WHY?"

"JUST DO IT, YOU ASSHOLE!" George was still crying from a few moments ago. George never curses, so when he did, people knew he was really pissed. Dream finally looked at him, but had a mirror shoved in his face. He stared at the reflective object for a second before realizing.

He felt his breathing becoming quicker. 'Why am I so ugly?', he thought as he sat up against a wall. His breathing was aggressively heavy. He was pissed at himself for how he looked. 'Why couldn't I have looked better?' Those types of thoughts stormed his mind. 'It's my fault I look so ugly!' He was sat up, curled into a ball, holding his head with his arms. He started hitting his head with his fists. Tears started to burn down his skin. His hands were holding on tightly to his hair.

George didn't know what was happening and didn't know how to stop it. He realized Dream was having a panic attack. He didn't want dream to have a panic attack, he just wanted him to stop. George didn't know what to do.

"h-hey. I d-didn't mean t-to-", the brit started, but was cut off.

"D-don't. J-just help m-me.", his voice was audibly shaky. He didn't care that George made him have a panic attack, he just wanted it to stop.

George sat closer to Dream. He brought the distressed blonde into a hug. Dream pulled farther into the hug and started sobbing.

"I'm so sorry, Dream", he apologized while crying lightly.

"It's ok. You didn't mean to" Now, they were both crying, in each other's arms. George ended up sleeping on dreams chest. Dream had also fell asleep.

(445 words)