I have no idea what this is but here. I take suggestions and this is my first time writing this kind of stuff. May be smut and fluff
I have again no idea how chapter will go.
TW: Self harming, blood, starving, scars, body shamming, knife Story type: fluff ———————————————————————— George's POV:
Dreams been acting weird recently and he's been in the bathroom a lot so I'm going to go check. I walked into the bathroom and saw a bloody knife on the floor..
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'W-what?..'
———————————————————————— ~George goes downstairs with the knife behind his back~ ——————————————————————
George's POV:
'Dream?' 'Y-yeah?' 'What is this..?' 'U-umm... oh um.. I-I just...' 'Dream why?! Why is there a knife in our bathroom?! Why is there a knife covered in blood in our bathroom?!' 'I- I just- well I' 'Dream show me your legs.' 'What no!' 'DREAM! SHOW ME BEFORE I LOOK MYSELF!!' 'Fine!...' Dream showed me his legs and they were scar/cut free. 'Ok neck.' 'Is this even necessary?' 'Yes it is! I've found a fucking knife in our bathroom. of course it's fucking necessary!' 'Ok ok fine!' I could tell Dream was on the brink of tears but this was more important. 'Ok neck now.' Dreams neck was free of any cuts or scars luckily. 'Come on stomach lets speed it up. Stop stalling!' 'F-fine..' 'Omg Dream..' Dreams stomach was plastered with scars. 'Dream.. Why...?' 'I just...' 'Before we carry on about this arms.' 'Do I have to..' 'yes!' Dream rolled up he sleeves and I saw fresh cuts and scars. 'Dream.. Come on let's go upstairs.'
Nobody's POV:
'Why Dream..?' 'I COULDN'T HELP IT! LIFE HATES ME GEORGE! LIFE HATES AND HATES ME NO MATTER WHAT I DO!' Dream was sobbing at this point and George was in tears.
