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skin care

tws: nothing just stressed george

im ngl i dont rlly like dnf anymore and i havent for a while but im going to keep writing these so that i can improve my writitng skills more and this ones pretty chill, its all fluffy. also if you have any fluff or angst requests please comment them and i will be more than happy to make them, just know that i wont be writing any smut.

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George was easily stressed. that was something all his friends very quickly noticed about him. he could be doing something as simple as laundry and end up having a breakdown in minutes, when he got too stressed and this happened nick would usually take over what he was originally doing and tell him to go to his boyfriend clay to calm down. whilst this worked quite well, there could always be a time when dream wasn't in the house or he was busy with work or he was asleep or sometimes he even had adhd paralysis and couldn't help George, so he had to find a more reliable method to calm himself.

he used skincare. he would put on face masks and serums and moisturises and lash serum and lip oils and pretty much anything he had. i mean sure it was pretty expensive at times but he was a millionaire so he didn't give a fuck. when he did he skincare he put on calming music and comfy clothes, it made him feel so relaxed he often found himself a little drowsy after.

Georges POV:

i was doing the dishes, a normal task. it was fine, i was fine until i suddenly got soaked in dirty water from the waist down. there was a smallish pale blue plate that seemed to be covered in some kind of pasta sauce among the pile of unwashed dishes, i picked it up and dunked it in the soapy water then started scrubbing the surface, watching as the bubbles went orange with the food. the plate seemed to be clean so i turned on the metal tap and rinsed the plate underneath it, the plate was angled downwards but obviously not enough as soon the warm water ran along onto the counter and down my front. in the shock of the feeling, the porcelain slipped out of my grasp and smashed against the sink creating an overwhelmingly loud crash.

"shit"  dream, who was once sat on the stools behind me, walked over.

"hey let me finish this, you go clean yourself up alright?" he said in a hushed tone trying not to stress me out anymore. i thanked him and made my way out of the room, hunched over a little in discomfort. 

when i reached our bedroom, i took off the wet clothes  that were sticking to my skin and ran a warm bath in the en suite, i poured in a scented bubble mix and the room filled with a sweet clementine aroma. carefully, i slid my nude body into the tinted water and let the warmth engulf me with my knees hugged up to my chest and my head leaning back i felt much more relaxed. soon a gentle knock sounded at the door.

"yeah?" i answered.

"its me" i knew from his voice it was dream. "can i come in?"

"mhm"

"hey hunnn" he said as he shut the door behind him.

"hi" i replied a smile etching its way onto my face, he was my favourite person for sure.

"it smells really good what is that?" he sniffled.

"the body shop one" i giggled at his nose twitching as he sniffed.

"are you okay?" i didn't really have an answer to the question right now.

"i dont know, i cant do my skin because i did it like before i did the dishes and i dont want to break out so i ran a bath thinking it would help but i dont think its working to be honest" i spoke a bit too fast and slurred over some words, the bath was no longer comforting warm, it was a sweaty overwhelming warm.