Mafia's Man //Dnf

Chapter 2

Dream POV:

I go to check up on the prisoner but he's still not awake. I put him in a small confined room in the basement. Cement walls, floor, ceiling and it only has a small bed. Perfect for an untrusted inmate prisoner. I enter the prisoner's room to see his eyes closed and soft snores being made. He's kinda cute when he sleeps? What am I thinking?! He's a guy! Not to mention he could be a spy.

I step closer and sit on his bed to take a closer look. I brush away a few hairs from his forehead revealing his long luscious eyelashes. His complexion shines soft and warm, and his hair is a sweet dark brown like choclate. He looks so peaceful sleeping. My admiring gaze was interrupted as the boy stirred around in a dream. I should go before he wakes up. I quietly exit the room and lock the door behind me.

George POV:

I open my eyes to find myself in a stuffy cement, dungeon like room. My head is throbbing. Where am I? What happened? The memories from the previous night start rushing back through my mind. Oh god he captured me! Wait, why didn't he just kill me right then. Oh, he doesn't know who I work for. This could be good. I could get so much info! I just have to find a way for him to trust me.

My thoughts come to an abrupt stop by the sounds of locks turning outside the door. The door opens revealing a masked man.

"Good morning sunshine" he greets in a sadistic like tone. He shuts the door behind him and starts approaching me slowly.

"G-get away from me!" I plead. I scoot myself across the bed as far away from him as I can get.

Dream approaches me faster and with more aggression. Eventually, he jolts toward me in a swift motion. He grabs my wrists and holds them together. I try to kick at him and succeed a few blows but he doesn't even flinch.

He shakes his head and makes a 'tsk' noise with his tongue.
"Don't do that Georgie" he says with a condescending and warning tone.

"M-my name is George!" I manage to stumble out.

He laughs at my triumph to correct him.  The door opens again and another man enters the room and crosses his arms. It's the same man from the alleyway. The one with the white bandana.

"Stop playing with him Dream." The bandana man says.

"Oh come on I'm just having a little fun." Dream chuckles. He lets go of my wrists and steps back allowing the other man to get closer.

"Why were you in that alleyway?!" His harsh voice makes his question sound more like a demand.

I have to play dumb. "I was coming home from w-work."

"Where do you work?!" The bandana man presses his palms against the edge of the bed and leans closer.

"At Lowmey's. A gas station nearby." I lie. Lowmey's is a real gas station nearby the alley but I don't work there.

The man stands up straight and turns to Dream. "I think he's lying boss."

Dream tilts his head slightly and looks at me. I can't see his expression or if he believes his friend. Without another word they both leave, closing and locking the door behind them. I'm screwed.

After a while of just sitting in the room I close my eyes and try to sleep. Eventually, I drift away into uncontiousness.

Dream POV:

I unlock and open the door with one hand balancing a paper plate and sandwich on the other. I push open the door and the prisoner is once again sleeping. Sapnap doesn't think I can trust him but he looks so peaceful and innocent when he sleeps. I put the sandwich down in the corner. Before I can get back out the door I take one last look at the sleeping boy. So pretty.

His peaceful state is erupted when he starts thrashing in his sleep. Is he having a nightmare? He starts mumbling something and thrashing more. Should I do something?

"Shh, shh" I hush him and put a soft hand on his shoulder.

He calms down a little and slowly returns back to his peaceful state. How can someone be this cute? I wonder what he was dreaming about?He starts to stir again so I rub his shoulder with my thumb. Then tracery strikes and he starts to wake up.

His eyes flutter open and he scans the room eyes soon landing on me. He looks confused for a second before jumping away from me hitting his back on the wall making him grunt in pain.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!" He screams.

I back away toward the door with my hands up. "Sorry, you uh you were having a nightmare."

"SO?! WHY WOULD YOU CARE, YOU KIDNAPPED ME!"

"I-uh-well I" without any form of answer in my mind other than you looked pretty, I ran out of the room and locked the door.

George POV:

What the hell just happened?! Why would a mafia boss care if I was having a nightmare?! Does he care about me? Oh this is going way better than I thought it would. I just have to get Dream here to become friends with me so he can confide to me. Friends, I can do that.

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