Dreamnotfound one shots

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Prompt: (requested) unexpected pregnancy

*trans Dream again*

Do y'all have baby fever or smth bc I've gotten so many kid/baby dream requests out of literally nowhere (love it tho)

Words: 2019
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"Do want me to take you to the doctor?" George sighed.

The two were currently sitting on their bathroom floor. Their crowded apartment creating a soft aura. Keeping them safe.

Dream was hunched over the toilet. George's hand was placed on his back, and rubbing soft circles into it.

He was sick again. Every morning for weeks he'd been sick.

His eyes fell lidded as felt his stomach churn. Awful cramps hurting him. George was repeatedly telling him it was okay. Offering the best comfort he could.

Leaning over, George gently pressed his lips to dreams temple. Wishing he could just heal dream himself.

He and George had taken a break from sleeping together since he'd starting getting sick in the morning.

They still cuddled, and shared loving kisses. It was just more fluffy, and soft.
Dream was far too exhausted from throwing up each morning to even want sex. Knowing what was coming in the morning, completely drained him.

"You don't have a temperature baby," George said while putting his palm on dreams forehead. Giving him a tender look if care.

Whimpering, dream longingly stared at George. He wanted to just nap. If he could, he'd sleep on their bathroom floor.

Reaching his palm out, Dream pouted. Hoping George would take it, and just give him hugs.
"Can we have a nap?" Dream asked softly. Giving George puppy eyes.

"Sure hun, get some rest," George agreed. Helping his tired boyfriend to his feet. Keeping him close as he stood.

He walked Dream down the hall to their living room. Admiring the tall buildings surrounding their apartment.

"Can you handle food baby?" George asked.

Shaking his head, Dream laid on George. Letting the other hold him in his arms. The two cuddled in the the thick comforter.

Dream was laced out on top of George. Slightly turned on his side for comfort. Not liking to sleep on his tummy.

George simply scrolled on his phone. He was hoping Dream would wanna go out and do something, but he still seemed sick.

He didn't have a stuffy nose, or a temperature. If anything, it seemed like he just had food poisoning.

George took notice of the fact Dream was getting a little pudge of tummy. He wondered how it was even possible since the other had been vomiting so much.

If Dream wanted to just cuddle all day, then he'd do it. Laying with dream always put him in a fuzzy mood. Completely relaxed.

When dream awoke, he felt achy. His muscles hurt and his chest felt like it was being squeezed far to tight.

He whined, and hoped George would play into the good boyfriend role. Which he did, and immediately went to offer Dream comfort.

"What's up honey?" He asked softly.

"My chest hurts," he babbled. Flipping himself onto his back so he could relieve the pressure.

"Do you want some Tylenol?" George asked while mindlessly massaging dreams chest. Gently, but still relieving.