~Dnf and Karlnapity OneShots~

🖤Not sad...Happy🖤

                                                       
TW: gore, self harm, depression, anxiety, anxiety attack, swearing
You have been warned
Special help from alon3_withyall because she is so freaking awesome

Angst and fluff.

~Dream POV~
My boss is a dick. He is also George's ex. He never lets me take off work without putting up a fight and anytime he sees me calling George he has to yell at me to get back to work. George had an abusive past with him which breaks my heart to know. 

I am driving home from a long day of work just hoping to see my boyfriend waiting for me when I walk through the door. I turned the car off when I pulled in the driveway, and got out full of joy that I was home. I walked up to the door and unlocked it, expecting to see George rush over to me to me to give me a kiss, but I was disappointed when I saw he wasn't in sight.
Maybe since it's late, he didn't know when I would get home. "Im home, darling!" I said with a cheerful tone. No response.

I heard slight sobs come from the kitchen and I rushed over to find, behind the counter, the love of my life, my everything, bawling his eyes out, holding a knife. He was sweating and looked like a mess. I saw little drops of blood on the floor beside him with his hands covered in my sweatshirt with blood going through the fabric.

~George's POV~

  Clay wasn't home. He was late from work, probably because my ex was his boss. I always pick the wrong people...

I rolled my eyes thinking about my ex, but then my eyes turned to water; I ruined Clay's job. All I do is break hearts. All I do is cause problems. If I was gone, I would solve problems.

  Tears streamed down my face and I fell to my knees. My therapist told me if I had an panic attack to focus on something else.
  I focused on my baby. Dream's face...his beautiful yellow eyes. He told me his eyes were green, but they are yellow to me. I thought about how much of a pain it is to have me here. My breathing was slow and shallow to the point where I started choking on my tears.

But then I saw the kitchen, the knives...It would make Dream happier if I wasn't here, If a burden like me just disappeared. From the world and soon from his heart...

I stood up. My whole body was shaking at the thought of death. I took a deep breath and walked quickly to the kitchen. I walked behind the counter, knife in hand and I sank down to the ground.

  "Just get this over with..." I held the knife up to my thin wrists and started making cuts. After my hands and wrists were covered, I put the sleeves of Dream's hoodie over the cuts and just cried thinking of what I had just done.

That's when I heard Dream's voice. I made an attempt at quieting my sobs thinking of how angry he would be if he saw this. I heard him walk over to the counter, then I made eye contact with him, seeing his joyful smile turn into a face of horror.

~Dream POV~
I stared at him, my baby, so hurt. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm myself down from the mixed feelings I was having. I looked at him and his eyes were red and puffy. I sat down, a good distance from him and said; "Hey...hey...Give it me.." He looked up at me a shook his head. "Please..give it to me.." He looked back down at the knife. "I...I made y-you m..mad.." he said in-between sobs.

"I'm not mad....I'm not disappointed, there is a lot going through my head...
but I'm more worried about what's going through yours... so please, let me talk to you...and hear me out.." My eyes were filled with tears "So please baby....please give it to me" I minded him of, trying to calm the older

He moved the hand with the knife over to give the item to me. I gently took it from his grasp "I...Do you want to talk about anything...?Anything point on...?" I asked, getting closer to him. He shook his head.
"Okay.. I'm going to put this (the knife) over here.." I said pointing at a drawer.

"C-could I see your arm..?" After I said that, he quickly moved his hands behind his back, trying to cover them up. He made eye contact with me at that point. I could tell he was scared, terrified even. "I'm not going to be mad, I'm not going to yell..." I took a pause and put one of my arms up to reach for his cheek, when he flinched. I tried again and he let me put my palm on his cheek. "My poor baby....When do I ever yell..?" At this point he started to calm down a little bit but was still scared.

I removed my hand from his check. "I know your afraid..but I promise this won't be something where anything bad happens.." He looked down at his wrists. "Look at me darling..."-He looked into my eyes-"I am not going to hurt you." I swallowed hard. He gave me his wrists. I looked at the bleeding cuts. "Thank you..now, you stay here and I'm going to get the medical kit." He nodded lightly.

I sprinted down the halls of our house, in search of the medical kit. I went to the bathroom and looked through the cabinets, to not find what I was looking for but instead, an arm wrap. I went back to George and he was still on the ground, sobbing. I got a paper towel off the paper towel rack. "I-I'm sorry for b-being such a screw up, D-Dream...." I looked down at him. "Oh baby...you are not a screw up... your the best thing that ever happened to me.." Tears fell down my face without me making a noise. I walked over to the sink and put water on the towel. "I-I love you...." I knew he meant it when he said it.

"I love you too Angel." I told him as I went over to him. I sat down in front of him and asked him for his arms again. He put them on my lap and I picked them up and started to lightly wash the blood off with the paper towel. He whined a little if it started to sting, when he whined I would place a kiss on his forehead. He ended up calming down to the point where he stopped crying. I put cream on the cuts so that they would heal faster. (I swear to god I will kill the dirty minded folks in the comment section) I wrapped his arms up in the medical bandage I had gotten earlier.

I helped him get up, making sure I didn't touch the cuts through the bandage. I brought him to our closet and picked out another one of my sweatshirts for him. I picked out a black one with a white smile on it. It was three sizes bigger than George's size but who cares, he looks cute in it. I gave it to him to put on and in return he gave me the one he was previously wearing. I put the other one in my hamper and looked back over at George in the giant hoodie.

He flopped down on the bed and put his hands out signaling me to come cuddle with him. "One second hunny" I said while going into my drawers and getting out a pair of gray sweatpants. (It's always the gray sweatpants) I took of my shirt and changed out of my work clothes. When I was done, I joined George in bed. He put his head on my chest and cuddled me from there. I ran my fingers through his hair while whispering sweet comments in his ear. "Hey Clay.." he said. "Yes darling?" I asked in return. "Do you think you can make an appointment tomorrow with our therapist?" I'm glad he was comfortable with asking me that, so I answered, "Of course Georgie" He smiled up at me.

"Did I ever tell you how pretty you are?" I asked, he giggled a little.
"You are so adorable" I said as he nuzzled into my chest.

"Good night Dream"

"Good night Georgie"

I kissed him before watching him fall asleep
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Massive shoutout again to alon3_withyall who helped me write this chapter :]

Posting will be every 1-2 weeks because I'm lazy and also I'm very busy with a lot of things. Uh- it's been like 3 weeks sorry for no update I have 4 drafts and writers block :<