Dream SMP Mpreg Requests (Closed)

Mountain Snow (George&Dream) [melodrama lol]

Request: So before dream could get taken into prison he manages to escape and take George as a hostage (wouldn't actually hurt him of course) and George is like eight and half months pregnant
Anyway a few weeks pass and George goes into labor (he's cranky dream "kidnapped" him. Dream has to help George. Bonus points if gorge almost dies but the others find them

(i edited the request a little because of plot or smt but don't worry people)

Oh fuck that was ride. I suck at writing long births, if the kid isnt out in like max two hours forget about it lol

But i wanted to try writing a one shot with a kinda long labour and strenuous birth... cuz i love angst and that's what I pictured when i got the request. Warning: this is pretty much melodramatic crap (at least in my eyes) so sorry if cringe and bad proofread, I'm kinda rushing to publish this now (btw this is the longest piece I've written to date, so i hope at least it's good lol wooo)

(PS: like in all of my stories, even though I haven't really mentioned it, the "three lives" or "canon deaths" system doesn't exist. All my stories are in "hardcore" mode or just like in real life mode lol, unless I specify otherwise. There is no respawn, no character's ghosts or anything like that. For me, those things take away the seriousness of the angst, so if Dream is so worried about George and the baby is because if they die, they don't come back in any way. Okay thats all, thanks for reading!)

(PS2: i lied, that wasn't all. As you may see in the title, this isn't exactly a dreamnotfound "romantic" story. It could be if you wanted to read it as one, but i wrote as platonic, they're just friends in this. George's baby daddy is whoever you want it to be (even Dream lol). Now, that's actually all)

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"I hate you, you know?"

Dream stopped peeking through the closed curtains to glance at the boy standing behind him.

"Shut up, we both know you love me."

George snorted loudly. "Sure, how can I not love the man who dragged me to his hiding spot in the mountain and used me as a shield so that they wouldn't throw him in jail?"

The younger rolled his eyes at his complaint, knowing how dramatic his partner was but unable to help but feel a small pang of guilt when his gaze fell on the round stomach under the blue shirt. The brunet looked about to explode.

"How far along are you, again?"

George looked down at his abdomen, his annoyance seeming to dissipate as he did so.

"I don't know, like eight months?"

"What?! Do you still have more time left?!" Dream asked, alarmed. He had been sure George was already at full term, or even past his date, with the impressive size of his belly. At some point he came to fear that George would go into labour as they reached his hiding place. There wasn't much need for persuasion to lead him to this, George did not have strong opinions about the things in which he ended up involved, rather letting himself be carried away by the current and the other members of that crazy society.

It was when he learned of Dream's plan that his anger and annoyance took hold, indignant at being used as another manipulation tool by Dream. There was not much he could do anyway, that mountain was frozen, covered with snow and quite steep. Climbing it once had been enough, he wouldn't try to go back the way he came, risking himself and the child in his body.

"Yeah. Well, I guess. I'm not quite sure how much exactly, but I know it's not been nine months yet. It should be close though." He replied, shrugging and deciding to leave the conversation, walking to a sofa in the middle of the room and leaning on it with difficulty.