Flower Fields- dnf

hospitals smell

Hey! my finals are all done which is great so now i can focus on whatever this shit of a story is. AND WERE AT 7K WOOOOO THANK YOU SOOOO MUCH I LOVE YOU!! <3

Happy Holidays!

The ride to the hospital was very loud. Dream could hear the sirens wailing honking at intersections. He tried to focus on George and holding his hand but he started mumbling along to the sirens, "wee oo wee oo wee oo," (I literally do this every single time a hear a siren)

Finally, they got to the hospital and the EMT pushed George into the hospital to get him situated in a room. Dream didn't know what George's condition was, but he assumed it wasn't bad considering the doctors weren't screaming at each other in a hurry. He followed the doctors into a room and watched as they connected a bunch of random wires into George.

"Um hello," a doctor finally noticed Dream standing in the doorway, "what are you doing here?"

"That's my boyfriend."

"O-oh. Well he has a few minor injuries; A small concussion, a cut above his lip that needed stitching, and he's dehydrated. We gave him a bag of water through an IV but he should wake up any minute now. He will be a bit disoriented and have a headache but he'll be ready to get discharged after he wakes up.

"Alright, thank you." Dream smiled and the doctor left the room. Dream pulled up a chair next to George's bed and held his hand. He sat in silence for a while until it got too quiet for his brain to handle.

"So... George. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm about to talk to an unconscious person. But I suppose you can be my therapist that doesn't give me advice.

... well I don't exactly know where to start. You got taken by Fundy on school fucking grounds which is insane and no one found out until Sapnap walked over. Maybe we should sue the school. Or would that be too dramatic? Anyways you scared all of us, maybe not the security guard who seemed like he didn't even give a fuck, but our friends did. It was sad seeing you tied to the chair passed out. I don't even know what Fundy did to you, but I know it was horrible.

I feel bad because ever since we met, people seem to hate you. I don't want that to happen again. Maybe I should break up with you so people would stop attacking you. Your life would be better without me in it."

"If you break up with me I'll tear your limbs off piece by piece and put your dick in a blender." George's raspy voice cracked.

"GeOrge?!" Dream's voice cracked, "what the fuck?!"

"It smells horrible in here. Can I leave?" George's eyes cracked open and he glanced at Dream briefly before shutting them. He had a killer headache.

Dream pressed the doctor button on the side of bed, "not yet, the doctor needs to check up on you."

George hummed and they waited for the doctor to come in and do his checkup. As soon as it was over the doctor deemed George as healthy as he could be considering the circumstances and let him go. Dream's mom picked them up and dropped them off at George's house where George's mother was waiting for them.

"Oh my lord George!" She tried to give George a hug but he shied away from her touch. Her eyes flashed with sadness and guilt before she gave him a slight smile, "are you okay? The hospital called and I wanted to get there as soon as possible, but work wouldn't let me leave. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I have a slight concussion and I had to get a few stitches but that's it." George understood why she couldn't come to the hospital. The manager on her shift was a bitch and would never let her leave early even if she begged. He remembered one time in fifth grade when George threw up and he couldn't go home because there was no one to pick him up. He didn't blame his mother though, it was the stupid manager.

"Well, I'm glad Dream was there with you. Why don't you guys go inside and I'll make some hot chocolate and cookies."

George grinned and pulled Dream inside the house and into the living room. There, George picked out the movie, "How the Grinch Stole Christmas," and started watching it. Dream sat on the couch crissed crossed applesauce while George laid his head in his lap. After a bit, George's mom came into the room with two cups of hot chocolate in her hand with sugar cookies shaped like Christmas trees on a plate.

After watching Home Alone, the two boys are asleep. George's mom smiles at them, happy that her son has found someone, before throwing a blanket on them and heading off to bed herself.

Word count:845 

Literally not even proofread so I apologize. Next one I think might be a Christmas type beat. idk