Little(s): George
CG(s): Dream
TW: depressing thoughts, crying, throwing up, nail picking
Relationship: Idc, u can choose
Irl or DreamSMP: Irl
George has been sad lately, some days are worse that others and u can't control that, but u can always try and help someone feel better, and his someone is Dream
George POV
(George lives with Dream)
I woke up feeling.. bad, to say the least. It was 7:00, I thought about how I needed to edit, then record a video, then film for dreams channel. I mentally groaned, it was all too much, I hate this. I didn't want to record, I didn't want to edit, I didn't want to do anything. My clothes felt heavy on my body and I felt like I was slowly getting crushed by all the overwhelming stuff I had to get done in the next six hours.
I checked the time once again, 7:10. Time is stupid, I thought to myself as I hopped out of bed. I fell as soon as I got up, my legs felt weak and my body ached. "U need to take care of yourself more often" Dream said that last week when I fell asleep at the dinner table.
It was frustrating, my mind beckoned me to get up and stop being lazy, but my body wouldn't let me. I curled up next to my bed and went from slightly frustrated to angry, I hit my leg with my hands and started crying.
I rocked back and forth and pulled my hair. If I didn't get up and record, everyone would be upset and I didn't like being yelled at.
Everything was overwhelming and it was terrible, I was sad, mad, and felt sick and weak. I curled up and continued to cry. I felt my throat close up and I started gagging, i ran to my bathroom and I threw up into the toilet.
I didn't feel worse or better, I just felt extra overstimulated and more sad and frustrated. I flushed the toilet and wiped my mouth with the hoodie I've been wearing for three days now.
I sat there for what felt like hours just picking at my nails, until I heard footsteps come from the stairs and I heard the bathroom door crack open.
"George? What happened, are u okay?!" I heard dreams voice echo, I shook my head no. Dream walked over to me and crouched down, he hugged me and I pushed him away, "I don't want my vomit on your good merch" I explained and Dream frowned, he took off his sweatshirt revealing a plain grey t-shirt and once more reached in for a hug.
I rolled my eyes and hugged him, as much as I acted like I hated it, it was nice. It was so comforting that I started crying once more, I felt I could trust Dream, I felt he wouldn't run away.
I cried for a while as Dream rubbed my back soothingly, he whispered things like, "take your time" and "it's okay, sweetheart"
I continued to cry but I wasn't as overstimulated anymore, in fact, I was slowly slipping into little space. "Dream, 'm stuck" I tried explaining, Dream just hummed, "stuck emotionally, physically, or mentally?" He questioned, still hugging me.
"Mentally, feel in between big an little, and emotionally, fell sad and frustrated" I mumbled honestly, "u wanna be big or little" he asked as I brought my head away from his shoulder.
I thought for a second and came up with my answer almost instantly, "little" I responded, Dream nodded happily while wiping the tears from my eyes and cheeks.
"I think that's a good choice, hunny. Now let's go get changed, I think we need some baby clothes instead of these big boy clothes" Dream offered and I nodded happily.
Dream picked me up and set me on my bed, he grabbed light blue fuzzy socks, a plain white onesies, a dark blue hoodie, and grey pajama shorts.
Dream helped me change and grabbed a paci from the top of my dresser, it was mushroomed themed and my favorite paci.
As Dream put the paci in my mouth I finally fell into little space, Dream noticed me zone out for a sec and checked in, "how old are u feeling, prince" he asked with his normal cheery smile.
I held up one finger and then two and alternated them a couple times. "So one or two?" Dream questioned, I nodded and Dream picked me up, "who knew I was dealing with such a little baby" Dream cooed.
Dream grabbed a stuffed animal that had a small bed of small blankets around it, Dream raised an eyebrow at the small blanket bed, "I didn wan xem to be cold! An patches woulda scawed xem" I explained as Dream handed me Milo, my cat stuffie.
I took Milo in one hand and held onto Dream with the other as he walked down the stairs carefully.
Dream POV
I walked down the stairs and sat George down on the couch, I grabbed a picture book handing it to George while also draping a blanket over him, he nuzzled into the blanket and read the book slowly.
I walked into the kitchen and made toast, George's stomach is still semi-irritated so simple foods are best for him right now.
After the toast popped up I put plain jam on it, George didn't like the greasy feeling of butter on his face. I walked into the living room and placed the toast on the table, George looked up from his picture book.
He looked at me and then at the toast, "u only need to eat one piece, I know you still feel icky"
George nodded and picked up the piece. He ate it rather quickly and then shoved the other piece further away from him.
I picked it up and put it in the kitchen, I opened the fridge and grabbed apple choice and a sippy, I poured the juice in and screwed the lid on before walking back to George and handing it to him.
George took and smiled, mumbling a small "thank u" and started to drink it. I sat next to him and he rested his head on my shoulder, I grabbed the blanket once more and draped it over both of us.
George continued to to drink the sippy and nuzzle into the blanket at the same time. After George finished the bottle, I grabbed the paci from the coffee table and put it in his mouth once more.
He smiled happily and pointed at the tv, I turned on Disney+ and turned on gravity falls. Since George was calmer now I tried to ask what happened.
"Do u wanna talk about what happened earlier" I questioned and George paused, "I was sad, to much stuff I has to do" he explained sadly while picking at his fingernails.
I pulled his hand into my hands and hugged him once more, "I'm sorry hun, I should've noticed. How about we take a calm day, I'll call sap and let him know" after George nodded I grabbed my phone and texted sapnap really quick.
"Sapnap says feel better" I mumbled to George, George smiled "tell him m sry for missing out" I frowned, "there's no need to be sry, prince, everyone needs a break once and awhile"
George hummed and continued to watch gravity falls. We continued to watch tv shows and take a nap or two before George finally started feeling better, we ate dinner and played mincraft (on creative for George) for most of the night before George finally fell asleep on my bed.
I kissed George's forehead and whispered goodnight before going to sleep myself.
I've been writing a lot of Dream team lately, not complaing, I like writing either way :]
It's okay to be sad sometimes and
stay safe <3
