Demons V2

Chapter 44: Something To Do

George POV.

“What’s troubling you George?” I heard Dream’s voice as he looked over at me from where he was at his desk.
“Nothing.” I responded, hiding the bitterness in my voice. I was still laying in the bed, staring out of the windows.

It had been a day or so since Bad had been over and stitched up my injuries. Even though it was stitched up properly (since Bad helped many different demons with humans who liked to try and escape and would get themselves hurt so he knew this kind of stuff) I still felt stiff and painful and like I didn’t want to ever have to move again, or at least until my stitches were removed.

Dream was fine with that, provided that I showered and went to the toilet when I needed to. He promised me that he would stay in the room unless he was running down to get me food or something.

“Do you want me to go and find Karl?” Dream offered, obviously not knowing the situation between me and the other brunette.
“No thanks.” I replied, feeling annoyed and angry as I did, however he wasn’t able to see that as I was looking out the window, and he was looking at his computer.

I was completely and utterly pissed at Karl, after he was angry at me that I tried to help him and keep him safe. He stormed off and hasn’t bothered to talk to me since then. And he was so fucking out of line, refusing to even apologise to me for getting mad about the fact that I had left without him to try and keep him safer in the long run.

He spun around in his swivel chair before walking over to me. The demon’s eyes glowed as he sat down between me and the window, removing the view that I had been looking at for the past few hours. I silently grumbled as I looked up at him.

“So what are you wanting to do?” He asked me, running his hand through my hair as I looked up at him. There was a gentle, loving smile on his face, one that filled me with feelings of trust and safety. “I figure that you must be bored after laying here for the past eight hours doing nothing.”
“I’m fine.” I responded, attempting to reassure him but not being very successful.

He shook his head. “I am not letting you lay here boredly for hours on end.” Dream glanced around the room before grabbing the remote. “Do you want to watch a movie? I know how much you've grown to love the Marvel films.” I shook my head firmly. “Then maybe we could go outside for some fresh air. I could carry you downstairs.”

I wasn’t really a fan of being carried around by Dream and so I shook my head. None of his suggestions seemed of any interest to me at the moment and so I laid back, staring up at the ceiling with a yawn. “Are you seriously just going to sleep all day?” Dream asked, an exasperated look on his face.

“Maybe.” I responded with a loud yawn, stretching out my arms around us as I relaxed on the bed. “I like sleeping.”
“You are not going to be sleeping every single day until your stitches are removed.” Dream said firmly in a very parental tone. “We’ll find something to do.”

His gaze drifted around the room once again, trying to figure out exactly what he was wanting me to do. I let my eyes flutter shut. “Wake me up when you do finally figure it out,” I told him smugly, but before I could even relax with my eyes closed I was pulled back up.

“Wait wha- Dream!” I whined out as he lifted me into his arms, being cautious about my injuries as he did. “What’re you doing!?”
“I’ve got an idea.” He responded, carrying me over to his computer before sitting down. My much smaller body was now on his lap and he held me to make sure I didn’t fall off.

“What’s your idea?” I asked him, noting the way he gently held my waist and not my torso so that he didn’t accidentally brush up against any of my stitches and scars.
“I was thinking that maybe my viewers could meet you. They’ve been desperate to meet you for the past few weeks.”

“How do they even know that I exist?” I asked him. I mean why would you want the whole world to know that you had someone living with you who hated your guts and tried to escape every chance that they got?
“I took a photo.” He said. “Of you that day you ran off in town.”

I strained to remember. It felt like it had been ages since that had happened, and I guess that it had been ages. I’d learnt so much, tried to escape so many times, had so many recurring nightmares, and now had so many stitches all over my body. “It was after we found you and you fell asleep.” He added on.

That made a bit more sense. As I relaxed more against the demon's touch he slipped his phone out of his hoodie pocket and turned it on. My wary gaze watched as he opened it up and examined something for a few seconds before handing it over to me. I looked at the words and the picture on the screen.

Most of the words I could understand, being able to recognise them despite not having read anything for the past ten or so years. It was an apology from Dream, saying that he was too busy to make a video of something. He then mentioned that he had a human and I looked down at the photo.

It was of the demon. His face was out of the shot, but curled up on his lap was me, asleep with my face tucked into his neck. Surprisingly I looked quite sweet curled up against him, and quite small compared to him. A small smile appeared on my face which Dream noticed.

He grinned, showing off his fangs as he did. His eyes began glowing brightly and he hugged me lovingly. My finger brushed against the screen and suddenly the entire picture moved down, seeing a bunch of different comments from a bunch of different people, or more accurately a bunch of different demons.

They were all saying things about how small and cute I was, and most of them were a few weeks old however some were left only days or hours ago. They made me blush, and I felt Dream’s warm breath against my side as he read the same comments that I did.

“So maybe I could start a livestream.” He said after a while of letting me read. “You can play some games and we can both talk to them. I really want them to meet you.” I nodded, trusting him completely. If he wanted me to meet them then I would. “Great.” He smiled, reaching around me to begin typing stuff on the computer and opening a website.
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And who do you think is in the wrong between Gogy and Karl?