LifeLine ~ (Dnf? - Angst)

4

Dream and Sapnap stayed laying with each other for a long time. They fell asleep in each other's arms. They both slept through the night peacefully with the warmth of the other pressed against them.

As Dream awoke he squinted his eyes at the light filling the room. He glanced down to see his friend laying in his chest still asleep. Dream smiled and ran his hand through the others hair. He closed his eyes and laid his head back just enjoying the moment.

Dream wouldn't lie and say he didn't enjoy holding the people he loved close to him. He always wanted to fix things. He always wanted to save the people who may not want to be saved. He always wanted to fix the things that were better broken but he couldn't help it. He wanted to be the problem solver. He wanted to be the reason people tried and got better.

As both boys woke up they started hearing concerning noises from across the hall. Dream stood up and walked from his room to George's. He knocked before opening the door slowly. He glanced into the room and the fist thing he noticed was George sitting by his open window. He was holding what looked like a cigarette and blowing the smoke outside. The second thing to noticed was the smell of alcohol. The same one that filled the room hours before.

Two empty brown bottles scattered next to the brunettes bed. George turned to look at the blonde man. All he did was smile at him.

"George what the hell.." Dream stood in the doorway not entering or leavening.

"I woke up with a headache so yeah-" George responded.

"This isn't okay. You never did this before what is going on with you." Dream questioned

"Listen if I'm stuck being alive I might as well make my time worth while." The brunette explained putting the cigarette in his mouth again and inhaling. He turned and blew the smoke out the window.

"This," Dream made a circular motion pointing at George and his room, "is not healthy."

"I don't care. You're talking to the guy who tried to kill himself 2 days ago. Do I look like I care if it's healthy or not? And your one to talk, Mr. I cut myself to solve all my problems. News flash, that's not healthy." George replied mocking Dreams hand motion. He stopped for a second looking out the window before sighing. "I'm sorry I didn't mean that."

Dream just looked at the other not knowing what to say. He turned and closed the door behind himself, exiting the room. He heard shuffling as he started to walk away.

"Dream, wait, Dream." George opened the door and followed Dream down the hall reaching for his shoulder.

"What, what do you want?" Dream replied using a slightly harsh tone.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I'm really fucking drunk right now-" George grabbed onto Dreams shoulder and Dream shoved him off.

"I don't wanna hear it okay. This isn't okay! Just cause your upset dosnt mean you can go and get drunk and smoke weed and cigarettes all day in your room." Dream said running his hand through is hair and sighing.

"You have no clue.." he paused to cough, "no fucking clue what I'm going through, okay? So don't stand here and act like you will ever understand or care." George said with a slight rasp in his voice. Dream sighed before hugging George.

"What the hell are you doing." George snickered at the other.

"I'm giving you a hug. And I'm gonna bring you back to your room and your going to lay down." Dream explained and did that awkward leaning back and forth motion to move the both of them to George's room without releasing from the hug. About halfway Gorge gave in and hugged the other back. Once Dream got close to the bed he let go of George but George didn't let go. George fell back onto his bed and dragged Dream down with him.