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tw: mention negative body image :( (not sure what it's called)

George pov (from last night) (😏)

  I finished my shower and grabbed a hoodie with sweatpants. I grabbed a brush and started brushing my wet hair as i looked at myself in the mirror.

  I sighed as i put my brush down and turned to the side lifting my hoodie up showing my stomach.

God, i look so ugly.

3rd person pov

  George walked downstairs and saw Dream doing something in the kitchen.

  "Hi George! I'm making dinner!" He said in a happy tone. "Woah," George said while sitting down on a chair next to the island. (the big table)

  "Isn't that a lot for just you Dream?" George said looking down at the food and back up at him. "Um, i was thinking maybe i could help you eat something? I promise you'll like it!"

  George sighed and responded, "Ok."

time skip 🤪

  "Alright pastas done George!" Dream said as he poured half into one plate and half in the other. He pushed one plate to George and left the other one where it was.

  George stared into his food with a sad look and his hands in his lap. Dream sat down next to him and grabbed the fork.

  "Are you ready George? Do you wanna hold the fork." Dream said with a comforting tone. George nodded his head and grabbed the fork.

  "It's ok George," He said as he wrapped his arm around his shoulder, "I'll help you ok?" He looked into George's eyes.

  George looked up and let out a loud sigh. "i'm ready." Dream had a huge smile after he heard him say that.

George grabbed a small piece and held it in front of his face. He gulped loudly and Dream started to countdown.

George pov.

This was finally happening.

Could Dream help me eat for once?

Will i be happy about myself for once?

I doubt it

But maybe he can help.

George thought to himself.

"Ok George,"

"3,"

"2,"

"1."

I shoved the fork in my mouth and took a small bite. I chewed and chewed it without hesitation! It tasted so good. A sensation i haven't felt in years.

I don't know how he did it. How he magically got me to eat. I would never understand, but i was thankful.

The next thing i know i swallowed it. I had a big smile plastered on my face as i looked to Dream to make sure he saw that. I started laughing because i didn't understand how i could easily do that.

Dream pov. (like right as he ate it)

I watched as he didn't even hesitate and put the fork in his mouth. He chewed and swallowed. I was in complete shock.

I was so proud of him. He easily did it with a countdown.

With a count, you can do anything

I watched as he got up and from his seat and started jumping around yelling, "I did it! I did it!"

Hes so adorable. I cant deny it at this point. I don't know how proud i am of him.

"Good job George! I'm so proud of you!" I said hugging him from behind also putting my chin on his fluffy hair.

He stopped and looked up at me with a confused look and i looked back down at him. "What?" I said.

"What are you doing?" He said with i giggle. I looked down at his beautiful brown eyes and thought of a good response, "Admiring you."

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I wanted to keep writing but i thought that would be a good ending to the chapter. I actually really liked this one bc i was adding more details sort of?
someone tell me if you liked this chapter better!
i love you guys and make sure you are taking care of yourself  💛

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