LifeLine ~ (Dnf? - Angst)

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The room fell into silence before George quickly spoke up.

"I don't know what your talking about." George said, trying to sound like he wasn't about to start balling his eyes out.

"Sapnap told me. I know. Don't deny it." Dream said with a sigh. "It's okay."

"I- no, I'm not- doing that." George's voice broke as he spoke, tears spilling out of his eyes, desperately trying to blink them away.

"George it's okay." Dream turned to face George, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

"It's not- it's not okay. You need my- help and I have no right to go and- and do this shit that just puts more pressure on you." George started to fully cry, pressing his face into dreams shoulder. "I fucking hate crying Dream- I'm sorry."

"Shh.. George it's not your fault." Dream whispered, rubbing George's back. "I'm happy he told me."

Happy, a word that was almost never used to describe an emotion being felt between the two.

George looked up at Dream for a split moment, his vision blurred with tears. As dreams eyes met his he ripped them away and dug his face back into dreams shoulder.

"I didn't want you to find out." George mumbled.

"I know.. I know.. just breathe, I'm not mad." Dream let George calm down for the next 10 minutes, letting the brunette cry as hard as he wanted, being patient and listening to everything he had to say.

George still continued to cry in Dreams arms. No matter how calm or not anxious he was, he just couldn't stop his crying and babbling about random shitty things that happened.

A knock placed on the door shocked the both men in the room. They both turned their attention in that direction and scrambled to look slightly more put together.

"Shit.." George mumbled and wiped the tears from his face. "I can't stop crying Dream- oh god..-" George voice choked as he sat up, pushing away from Dream.

"Don't- just give me a minute." George whispered, tucking down beside the bed on the floor, on the side away from the door. George covered his mouth and tucked his head down into his knees trying to stop his crying.

George was fine crying in-front of Dream but the idea of having a meltdown in-front of other people was his own personal hell.

"Come in!" Dream shouted slightly and karl slowly opened the door.

"Hey everything alright?" Karl said in a soft whisper.

"Yeah we're doing good, George is just in the bathroom." Dream gave karl a worried look and pointed to the other side of the bed and then gave another hand motion asking the brunette to leave as soon as he could.

Karl nodded as he understood what Dream was saying silently. "Alright we'll I just wanted to tell y'all that lunch was ready." Karl muttered and slowly left the room, closing the door behind himself. Dream sat up and leaned over to check on George.

George had one of his arms wrapped around his legs while his other arm was placed over his mouth. He was slightly rocking back and forth trying to soothe himself from his upset state.

"George.." Dream whispered. "Come here, lay with me, it's gonna be alright."

"My chest hurts.." George's voice was barley audible, his vocal chords strained and cracking at almost every noise.