.: The Tides have changed :.

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Dream felt his head throb.. groaning as he fluttered his eyes awake.
"Ow.." he tried bringing his hand to his head.. but couldn't as he felt both his hands tied together.
"Fuck.."

He instantly looked down, seeing his hands and legs tied together.

Dream eyes widened- instantly remembering what happened... George-
"George?!" He quickly looked around.. soon looking over to see the brunette in the corner.

He felt relieved that George was here.... But was he hurt at all..?

"George..? Are you alright..?" Dream sat up straight, looking over at George... he could barely see the brunette.

George didn't responded.. just continued to stay in a curled ball.

Dream easily was able to untie the rope around his legs.. his arms- not so much.
"Hold on.." he soon made his way towards George.
"Are you-"

He cut himself off when he noticed the brunette.... And the muzzle around George.

"Let me get this off you." Dream was about to reach and help... but stopped.... George was different now.
"...George..?" Was he still.. okay?

George slowly glanced up at Dream.. having a guilt filled look.
"I just wanted to help.." he muffled.
"I'm sorry... I wanted to make sure you were okay.."

Dream couldn't stand to see George like this.
"It's okay.." he quickly began to take the muzzle off George.. tossing it too the side.
"I know you wanted to help."

George easily cut the rope that why tying dreams hands together.. soon curling back into a ball.

Dream was a little shocked but soon held his arms out.. offering a hug.

George was hesitant but hugged Dream back.
"I don't want to be a monster.." he began to briefly cry... he didn't know what was going on.
"I.."

"It's okay George." Dream hugged George tightly.
"No matter what I'll still love you." He rested his head on George's.

George soon blinked.. Dream said he loved him- even when he is now.. different.
"But.." he cut himself off.. glancing over too see the man that his bit in the leg.

They were checking on them before they decided to leave..

Dream looked down at George.. seeing that he was thoroughly focused on the man on the other side of the bars..

George stared, his mouth beginning to water as he remembered the taste of the blood.. but he felt disgusted.

Dream held George firmly.
"George.. it's okay-" he wanted George to snap out of this trance..
"Don't-"

George gripped onto dreams shirt.. looking away from the man.

Dream was about to get worried- but was cut off when George buried his face into his chest.
"I-" he was shocked... as he new George was hungry.

George was not wanting to hurt anyone.. but he couldn't help but think it.... He was starving.

Dream thought for a few moments.. looking at his arm.
"George.. if you are that hungry.." he held his arm out.
"You can-"

George instantly adjusted himself.. rubbing the side of his head along dreams arm before laying down against Dream.. using dreams arm as a pillow.
"No.. I just want... to sleep." He slowly drifted to sleep in dreams arms.

Like a cat would if you'd say..

Dream blinked, carefully holding George in his arms as the brunette drifted to sleep.
"What." He was confused- why wasn't George going to hurt him...?