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Stubbornness gets you nowhere

Dream awoke slowly, his eye sockets opening a bit before getting rubbed by his gloved hands, ridding the tiredness from his gaze. Dream sat up slowly and looked to the two in the room with him, tired eye lights tracing about to find the two asleep for the time being.
The guardian of positivity focused on Ink with a bit of quick concern, feeling nothing from him. Dream sighed as he looked away from his friend,  disappointment filling his gaze, but also a subtle security in Ink being okay. When the artist wakes up, Dream'll need to get him to drink his vials, Dream had a slight idea of what Ink may be doing in that little brain pan of his, but he knew he could very well be wrong.
The yellow outfitted guardian focused his attention on Reaper for the first time in a while, who seemed to be half awake. Dream's gaze narrowed in disappointment as he could only sense negativity from him, not a single hope or bit of inspiration.
Dream was very much affected by what a sad crew they all looked to be, leaving him with pity and sympathy in the pit of his soul. What a group of heroes they were...

..........
dream, i don't care if you have to basically drug him. Get him to drink some vials. Please
but please don't drug him
^^^^

Dream narrowed his eyes at the wall with a small huff of a chuckle. "That entire phrase was an oxymoron but alright." He mumbled to the voices in a small, playful scoff before looking at Ink beside him.
Ink was in fast asleep, so at least that's good. Dream checked the time in this au, it was 6 am, at least according to the clock on the wall.

where are you guys gonna go??

Dream narrowed his gaze in thought as he looked to the floor. He wanted to avoid the question really, even if it had to be faced eventually. Maybe later, just not now.
Dream looked to the burger from Grillby's on the side table with a bad idea sparking in his yellow gaze, maybe... He could put some of the paint in there? It sounded promising but he didn't want to steal from Ink, nor did he believe in his ability to not get caught by Ink. Would Ink even be mad?
What would happen if Ink did catch him doing such a thing? Would Ink not like him anymore? What if Ink abandons him?? A bit of panic set into his gaze before looking away from the side table.
He wasn't going to stoop to such lows as his corrupt brother.

YOURE REALLY GONNA DRUG HIM???!?!!?
dudeeee?
YES?
chill ya bones

Dream rolled his eye lights as he sighed and shuffled back to his corner on the bed, hugging his knees to his chest for some kind of comfort. "No, but last time he was like this, I had to argue with him for hours on end for him to actually drink them." Dream sighed to himself from the frankly aggravating memory, he really didn't want to argue today, nor with Ink of all monsters.
Dream hugged his legs closer to his chest as he looked off to the side, his eyes filled with worry and a small bit of pain.

sounds like yall are close
:Eyes:

Dream sighed as he had to admit the elephant in the room, "I love him and all, but..." He hesitated in continuing with a huff. "I'd rather not recount the day that I broke out of my stone prison. I was supposed to be happy that fateful day, but Ink was suffering and I needed to help him." Dream looked down at the small outline of Ink under the covers beside him, not moving at all like a dead body. He felt sad from seeing Ink like this again, tears starting to well up with yellow tears. "I didn't even get a thank you." He spoke to himself in a low shaky voice as he hugged his legs tighter, his eye sockets near closed as he thought about it. He sighed a shaky breath before wiping away his tears so he didn't look like the fool he was.
Dream looked up to Ink and loved him for many reasons. Ink was everything he wasn't, a good artist, an amazing guardian, creative, strategic, brave, and confident.
The guardian of positivity found himself smiling a bit as he thought about the redeeming qualities of the creative fellow he fell for, ignoring a certain voice in the back of his head, pointing out all of Ink's many, many flaws and red flags.
Everyone has their flaws right?