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!! T/W: BULLYING AND MENTIONS OF BLOOD !!

It was George.

It was a bloody, beaten up, George.

And spray painted over his bare chest,

were the words, "FAGGOT!"

George was lying unconscious in a starfish position.

There were angry, red splotches littering his face and

body, soon to be bruises.


"You look kind of sick Dream, you alright?"


"What the fuck is wrong with you guys?" Dream spits,

feeling repulsed by their presence.


The guy's grin turned into a mocking pout as he says,

"Don't tell me you feel bad for that twink..."


He grins again, tilting his head slightly.

"Don't tell me your gay Dream...That would be

unfortunate..."


Dream takes a step closer, scowling at his teammate.

"Why don't you shut the fuck up."


Slight fear ripples through the guys eyes as he tries

looking into Dream's eyes.

"Yeah no of course not, why would you be gay of all

things?" He laughs at himself, feeling stupid.


Dream just scoffed, but he felt terrible? What was so bad

about liking star boy?


Dream found George crying in the janitor's closet.

Dry tears pasted against his skin.


And George just clings to Dream without a thought,

rendering Dream slightly flustered.


Dream lets his chin rest on George's head as he

whispered saccharine words into George's ear. 

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