Dreamnotfound one shots

Emergency Trips

Prompt: Dream needs an ambulance

Word count:

Tw: mention of vomit
(Also sorry if I made you paranoid)?
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"This movie is absolute shit dude"

"I didn't even pick it! George did!"

Currently, Sapnap and his lovely boyfriend, Karl, were sit waiting for their friends to come back.
George and Dream had walked off about fifteen minutes ago, and hadn't returned. The reason for this was dream beginning to feel nauseous. He had a fever and a terrible stomach ache, that had only gotten worse throughout the day.

So now, karl was left to chill with Sapnap until the other two came back.

Meanwhile, Dream was throwing up everything he had consumed that day.
He was clutching his lower stomach the entire time, right below his belly button. Though every time he thought he was finally done, more undigested food would spill from his stomach.

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Eventually, Dream had stopped puking. George had walked him back the couch, as he was too weak to go himself. Karl and Sapnap looked at Dream, and both almost gasped at the sight.

He had massive bags under his eyes, tear tracks on his cheeks, and his lips were parted slightly. Clearly breathing through his mouth. Almost as if he was trying to catch his breath, despite only walking down the hallway.

George even looked worried, and he was one to just 'go with it'.

Sapnap pulled George into the kitchen, leaving karl to watch the blonde for a moment.

"George."

"Yeah.. I know, it's bad" he seeped guiltily.

"Has he been vomiting that whole time??"

"Actually.. yeah he has. We should definitely take him to the doctor in the morning."

"I think we should now? He looks dead, and he can't even walk by himself.. that's more than the flu, George"

Before George could agree with Sapnaps sensible self, they heard a loud shriek.

A thumping blood curdling scream. They looked at each other, and literally sprinted to their boyfriends.

Karl was trying to comfort the blonde, while dream himself was letting out sobs. Wailing at the top of his lungs, for nothing particular.

Dream was laying on the couch, and curled into a fetal position. Both hands clutching his upper abdomen, just above his bellybutton.

They were quick to rush to him, as Dream was shrieking at the highest he could go. Eyes shut closed, mouth wide. The widest it could go, to let out the loudest sound possible.

"DREAM? What's wrong? Please try and calm down"

Through the mits of his frantic screaming, he managed to babble out a "help" but that was all he could get out.

Karl had called an ambulance, and Sapnap was waiting for it outside. Just so the driver could flag the right house down, especially since it was very late at night.

George tried to hold his boyfriends hand, but couldn't grab it. Dream wouldn't move it from pressing against his stomach.

Instead he just whispered sweet words, while rubbing his shoulder. Just little;
"I'm here"  "it's going to be okay"

Not that dream could hear anything. He was still shouting, and kicking his legs slightly. George's heart ached at Dream making a general sob. It sounded like a cry, yet a sob of "wahh"