Ship: None
Type: Fluff
TW: Bullying, Blood, Injury
No one is judging you if you can't read this, take care of yourself.
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Foolish was adopted by Puffy when he was 6 years old. He had depression and severe anxiety. His family helped him through it and now 7 years later, he was only left with mild anxiety that was way easier to deal with on a daily basis.
He always felt like a burden to them, no matter how many times they assured him he wasn't. So when he started getting picked on at school, as much as he wanted and needed to, he didn't tell them, not wanting them to deal with his problems.
Foolish walked into school, saying goodbye to Dream before turning and going towards his first bell. As he turned the corner he saw the group of kids who started bullying him a few weeks ago.
They would insult him, somehow managing to target all his biggest insecurities, and punch him, making him cover up the marks with a concealer.
They noticed him and walked up, somewhat trapping him from getting away. He mostly just tuned out what they were saying, only hearing the words 'useless' and 'they don't want you' over and over.
He had enough of their bullshit and tried to squeeze around them and walk away. Before he knew it a fist collided with his face, hitting his nose and part of his eye. He staggered back, feeling a warm liquid drip out of his nose.
They walked away, snickering at him. He ran to the bathroom, wiping the blood from his face and successfully stopping the bleeding.
He reached into his backpack for the concealer. Shit. He frantically opened every pocket, trying and failing to locate the small container. He pulled his hood over his head, panicking that someone might notice.
By the end of the day, his nose was red and swollen and a bruise was forming under his eye. He went out and saw Dream getting in the back, leaving shotgun for him since he called it this morning. He got in the car, making sure they didn't get a clear view of his face, and closed the door behind him.
They made it home and went to the kitchen, Puffy offering things for dinner. Suddenly, Dream leaned forward and pulled Foolish's hood down before he had a chance to stop him.
"Hey, what the hell man?" Foolish said, leaning forward and using his hands to try and cover his face.
"Foolish, why are you covering your face?"
"What do you mean, I'm not doing that."
"We aren't blind. Move your hands."
"No." He whined, trying to figure out ways to get out of this.
"Foolish, now." Dream said sternly.
Foolish gulped. Even though Dream's his brother, he still scared him and knew it. Foolish slowly removed his hands, looking down ashamed.
"How did this happen?"
"I-I," He sighed, deciding to just tell the truth. "Some kids at school."
"Is this the first time?"
"Mhm."
"Foolish."
"Fine, they've been doing it for over a month."
"Why didn't you tell us?"
"I didn't want to be a burden." He mumbled, still looking at the floor.
"Foolish, we're your family. I promise you are not a burden. It's our job to protect you."
"Yeah. Now, who do I need to kill."
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