Mine

chapter 3

id rly know where this story is going but i'll try my best :) i drew that ^^^ as fanart for this book :)

(if ur wondering why the watermark says chelsy-plays, its cuz my web name is usually that)

Dream pov

I sighed in happiness as I plopped down on my bed, laying down on my back, I didn't expect myself to like him so much but he was too cute and he was treated too poorly. He was so terrified, I could tell he thought I was going to hit him or something because he literally apologizes for everything. 

He seemed to be getting more comfortable with me which is good because he's mine. I wagged my tail happily as I heard the splish splash of the shower stop and George came out of the bathroom a few minutes later. 

I sat up and wagged my tail at him, the black hoodie I gave him was a bit big on him and reached down nearly to his knees. I patted the spot next to me and he walked over to me, his cat ears looked so fluffy I wanted to just nibble on them but no, it'll probably scare him. 

I wrinkled up my nose and furrowed my brows when I smelled a tiny scent of fresh blood wafting from him, making him look up at me in confusion. Was there a wound he wasn't telling me about? 

'George, is there another wound on you?' I asked him and he seemed to tense up a little, hesitating before shaking his head, making me a bit annoyed, why isn't he telling me about it? He was clearly hurt.

'George, don't lie to me.' I said, it came out a bit more aggressive than I wanted it to and I could see his ears flatten down in fear, making me sigh quietly.

'George, I just want you to be healthy.' I said softly and patted his head softly, not wanting to scare him. He seemed to calm down a little and let out a sigh. 

'T-there is one... But I didn't want to tell you because I thought it would be another thing you have to worry about...' He said quietly and I sighed, he was worried about me? I was worried about his wellbeing! 

'Can you show me so I can clean and bandage it?' I said softly and he nodded after hesitating for a few seconds. He turned around to show me his back and I immediately knew what had happened, of course, I should've known, he wasn't the type to cause trouble but by the way the shop person was treating him, he was too unstable and violent to the felines.

George pov (im sparing u guys the horrible description of the wounds cuz its tw)

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I turned around to show Dream my wounds, I lifted the hoodie and I could hear him suck in a quick breath. 

'Jesus, how violent was the shop guy?' He breathed out and I chuckled bitterly, the shop master picked out one of us each night just to torture us for fun, it wasn't the greatest, and that's why we're all so afraid of him because we could never fight back, he was too strong. 

'Hold on, I'll go get the first aid.' He said and went to the bathroom while I let the hoodie slide back down, looking down at the bed, my ears flattening down in sadness. 

I saw Dream come back with the red first aid kit and sit down behind me, I took the hoodie off and waited patiently for Dream to do whatever he's doing. 

'This is going to hurt a bit.' He sighed and I hissed in pain when Dream started cleaning my wound. I grabbed onto the bedsheets and tried not to whimper while he did his thing.

After a few agonizingly long minutes, he was finally done. I whimpered and let out a deep breath, he applied a cream that numbed the pain and made it feel nice, then he bandaged it and put my hoodie back on.