Dreamnotfound one shots

Soccer incidents

Prompt: Dream gets knocked out from a soccer ball

Word count: 1209
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George peacefully strolled back to the field. His boyfriend, Dream, was at his usual practice. The brunette would usually sit and watch, but decided to get a smoothie for Dream. To lift his mood after the practice, so he wouldn't be so tired and moody.

George approached the bleacher and could hear faint chatter. He could see some of dreams teammates passing the ball back and fourth, but no dream.

George carefully scoured the grassy space, and didn't see his boyfriend at all.
He however did see someone sitting on the bottom bleacher, leaning against the ground and seat.

George recognized Sapnap walking away from the garbage. When sapnap saw him, he immediately jogged over.

"Hey, George!" He said while dragging out the sentence nonchalantly.

"Hi! Where's Dream? Is he on the field"

"Oh- uhh.. no"
Sapnap was visibly nervous. Scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh, where is he then?"

Before Sapnap could a answer, Quackity ran by. As he was running, he shouted:

"He's knocked out cold!" While laughing at the end. Maybe it wasn't funny to George, but when you think about it; it is.
He wasn't seriously injured, so laughing wouldn't be inappropriate.

"WHA-"

"NO, He's awake now! I swear it was an accident! He's just a little- like.. confused?"

George wasn't too sure what to say. Instead he just jogged back to the one sitting on the bleacher. Soon finding it out, it was dream.

Sapnap signed, and decided to let George just go see him. He was the one who accidentally kicked the ball right at dreams head, so an angry George wasn't what he needed.

George carefully walked to the blond. He was leaning against the bleacher seat, while staring into nothing.
He looked dazed out of his mind.

"Dream?? Are you okay, what happened?"

It took Dream a minute to react. His senses being slowed significantly.

"Georgeee!" He smiled loopey-ily.

"Oh my goodness" George chuckled.

He could only laugh for a minute, before seeing the pile of bloody tissues beside him. Dried blood stained his upper lip and chin. Showing just how much his nose bled.

"What the hell? Dream, are you okay?"

George kneeled in front of him. Setting the smoothie cup on the ground, and grabbing his face. Gently cupping it to see how much damage was done to his boyfriend.

He had a few bruises on the side of his head, bloody nose, and was obviously confused.

"I'm okay" he laughed

"Don't laugh idiot, this is serious!" George couldn't help but smile at him. He was still so pretty.

"Nope" he said while popping the 'p'.

"What happened to you??"

"I honestly don't remember anything since last night"

"Dream! What!?"

"I know, I know! I'm okay now I swear"

George gave gentle hug to him. Dream melting into the loving touch.
He was so delighted George seemed worried about him. That meant that he cared.