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annoying

cw; depression, slight aggression, self harm, eating disorder
(fluff at the end)

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   george heard the front door open from where he was laying on the couch. the brunet quickly jumped up from his spot, excited to see his boyfriend. he practically sprinted to the door and attempted to hug his lover but the blond pushed him away.

   confused, george backed up and looked at him, questionably. "hey, what's up? are you okay?" the shorter of the two asked. george expected an answer but dream only looked at him, then walked away.

   "clay?" george called him by his real name, hoping to get his attention. which, it for sure worked, just not in the way he wished it did.

   "what do you want george?! you're being annoying, leave me alone." the blond huffed out and snapped at him.

   georges eyes quickly widened, he has had a past with constantly being told he was annoying, that he talked too much, that his laugh and voiced sounded weird, so he eventually stopped talking so much. and dream knew that. so, george doesn't understand why he did that.

   thoughts were flooding around george's head as he stood there, staring at the floor, exasperated. he heard dream scoff and walk upstairs.

   eventually, the brown eyed boy, decided to sleep in the guest bedroom, since he didn't want to annoy the blond any further.

   george wondered how long the blond has felt this way, was it just now, or has he felt like this for a while?

   he wished he knew the answer.

   and this continued for weeks. george attempted to speak to the taller male, in hopes that it was just a rough night. but he got yelled at, and dream was even more pissed than the night before. he offered him food that he made, but the blond would just scoff and not eat it. so, george gave up.

   george didn't know what to do, he was losing himself, and he was afraid that he would end up too deep.

   every night, george has slept in the guest bedroom. he was hopeful that dream would walk into the bedroom and apologize, then he would take george back to their bed and they would cuddle.

   but, that didn't happen. and george has given up all hope. he just sat there all day not knowing what went wrong.

   he was afraid he was going to lose himself so far to the point he's going to be back in his old unhealthy habits.

   george doesn't remember the last time he ate, and rightfully so. he feels undeserving of food.

   so what george did, was make his way to the bathroom, and found the couples, if that's what you could call them, extra razor blades, for their razors. dream doesn't know too much about george's past, because he was ashamed to talk about it. once george held the shiny metallic blade in his hand, he knew there was no turning back.

   the brunet rolled up his sleeves, and hesitated. he was over three years clean. george looked at himself in the mirror and slowly added pressure onto the blade and dragged it across his wrist.

   before he knew it tens, to twenty cuts, littered his arms. you could faintly see his old scars if you looked closely. george's breathing became ragged and he slid down the wall onto the floor. blood, running down his arms onto the surface. he pulled his knees up to his chest, as he felt a panic attack build up.

   dream heard muffled crying from the living room. he has been so busy with work that he hasn't had time for george, nor realize what he has done. it was only in this moment when he realized.

   the blond raced up the stairs and followed the noises, he noticed that they were coming from the bathroom and gently knocked on the door not to scare the boy.

   "hey george, please open the door my love." he spoke trying to stay calm, not knowing what was happening. he heard shuffles inside the room and a click noise. the door is now unlocked. the tall male quickly but softly opened the door and seen his lover on the floor, with blood around him. he quickly recolonized that, it was coming from his arms.

   dream quickly bent down and pulled george into his chest, and rubbed his back. "hey breath with me okay?" he paused to breath and the brunet copied him while staring into his eyes. "good, good. let's do it again, breath." they repeated this until georges breathing became clear.

   george backed away from the blond and left his arms. "w-what are y-you do-doing in h-here." he stuttered out, nervously. he hasn't spoken to his boyfriend and he was slightly afraid of him.

   "im here to help you geo, are you okay?" the blond asked as he tried to bandage the boys arms, they could talk about what happened later, he just wanted to protect him.

   george backed away yet again, "why?" was all george asked as he looked at the green eyes boy.

   dream looked confused, "why? why
what?"

   "why did you d-do that? why did you yell at me, why were you ignoring me, just— why?" george asked as tears rolled down his face.

   dreams face softened, "george i'm so sorry, i have been so caught up and stressed over work. i don't even remember what has happened, even last night. but, that isn't an excuse, you never deserve to be treated like that," he paused to take a deep breath, "i love you more than words could ever describe, i promise i will never do anything like that again. please let me bandage your arms, your losing a lot of blood."

   george nodded, ashamed. and dream could tell. "love, please don't feel ashamed, we will talk about this after okay?" dream asked while he washed george's cuts and applied bandages to them.

dream then lead george to their room so he could lay down comfortably.

"do you wanna talk about it?" dream asked george.

"i— i was just so tired of being ignored. i used to cope like this before, and it always calmed me down and gave me a sense of adrenaline for a moment. but, i stopped once i met you because, you helped me. i was— i was just feeling so hopeless and i didn't know what to do. i was losing myself, so i figured i should.. cu-cut myself." george whispered out to the blond.

"i am genuinely so, so sorry george. if i could go back in time, i would've never yelled at you. but, i cant. i don't expect you to forgive me, i don't deserve to be forgiven. what i made you do was horrible, and i'm so so beyond sorry." dream rasped out.

"i think it might take time, but i know i can learn to forgive you, but can we please just cuddle for now, ive missed you." george looked deep into dreams green eyes and pouted.

"of course we can my love." dream chuckled as he brought george into his chest and rapped his arms around his waist, like dangers on the way, and lovingly kissed his boyfriends head.

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a-n: i've made three chapters today, anywhoodle doodle. i hope nobody forced themselves to read this, remember that you are loved, not just by me, but by tons of people, i love you so much. take care of yourself! :]

(also im not too sure how i feel about this chapter but whatever)