Demons V2

Chapter 87: Recovery

George POV.

My body was tightly wrapped out with bandages as I laid in pain on the bed with Bad looking over me. He had drugged me up to help the pain fade away yet I still whimpered everytime that he ended up touching or moving me. The demon kept apologising every single time but I wasn't focusing on that.

Instead my attention was on the demon beside me, not Bad but on the other side of me. The unconcious blond who was shirtless with bandages wrapped around his torso. His breathing was uneven and tired, clearly his body was desperately trying to get him back from the brink of death but it was difficult.

Bad had told me multiple times that I wasn't allowed to touch him, it had even taken me hours for him to be convinced to let me stay in the same room as him. Bad wanted us both separated so we could heal quickly without as much difficulty for him.

"How are you feeling?" Bad asked me, wiping down a thermometer for him to put in my mouth and use to check my temperature.
"I feel tired," I answered. "And like my arm is going to fall off." Even though it was bandaged it felt like my body was going to disintegrate apart like sand.

"You poor muffin." He hummed before motioning for me to open my mouth so that he could check my temperature. "I'm so sorry that you went through that. All of us were so worried." I just nodded weakly, showing that I had been listening to him but feeling exhausted due to the medication I had been given.

Since I was all alone with Dream unconscious and Bad coming and going each day, I was feeling quite lonely. So I looked up at Bad and decided to ask a question. "Can Qu-arl come and vi-it?" I asked him, my words sounding strange with the thermometer in my mouth.

"Can Karl come and visit?" He repeated, making sure that he had said it right and was understanding what I was wanting. I nodded. "Well I don't see why not. After I've finished this check-up and given you something to eat then I'll go find Karl for you."
"T-ank you." I said, weakly smiling despite my painful injuries.

He pulled the thermometer out of my mouth and checked the temperature before wiping it down and sterilising it. Then he noted down my temperature on a chart he had made. He had one for both me and Dream to record our healing process and pocketed the slip of paper once he'd finished writing on it.

There was a knock on the door a minute after that and Skeppy walked in. His dark eyes were glowing brightly as he carried a bowl of warm stew for me to eat. When Bad noticed him he grinned, his eyes also glowing as the demon doctor went to help me up so that I would be able to eat.

I was extremely hungry after barely being able to eat for a week. The only decent meal that I had was what Niki had given me a few days ago. The fish and the berries had been one of the best meals I'd ever had after not having been able to eat in a while. Now I was allowed some stew.

Although I wanted more, Skeppy and Bad warned me about eating too much after not having eaten for a few days. So the stew would have to do for now. I looked down at it, inhaling the warm scent of chicken stew as I admired the dish. There was a hearty brown stew with chicken, carrot, and potatoes, along with some other vegetables.

Before I touched my food I looked over at my demon. Dream's breathing was still calm and even faint. I did not want to sit there and gorge myself on my meal knowing that he was close to death. Just thinking about doing that made me feel guilty.

When Bad and Skeppy saw me not eating they tried to coax me. "George, the stew is very nice," Skeppy told me. "Do you want to try it?" I stayed staring towards Dream.
"Hey you cute little muffin," Bad grinned. "Skeppy cooks the best food. Dream also loves his cooking, and you would too."

Hearing that the food was something that Dream would like almost swayed me as I managed to shift even closer to him, wanting the comfort that he always managed to bring me. "He would want you to eat." Bad added on softly, causing me to feel guilty. I didn't want to let him down by not eating.

I nodded, slowly lifting the spoon that I had been given to my lips and drinking the juicy broth before nibbling on the slice of carrot which was also present. It felt strange eating in front of an audience, and they seemed to realise this as Skeppy told me to 'take care' before turning and leaving.

Bad wasn't paying attention to me either. He was instead focusing on taking Dream's temperature and making sure he was healthy. As I continued to eat though I noticed the way he occasionally glanced over at me, making sure that I was continuing to eat, even with my firmly bandaged hand.

After what had happened he was staying in one of the house's guest rooms with Skeppy to make sure both Dream and I were alright. Techno was sleeping downstairs on the couch, and Wilbur was looking after Tallulah, having taken her back to his place and helping her to get healthy.

There was a knock on the door as I was reaching the bottom of my bowl. I looked over to Bad who stood up and walked to the door, his fangs showing slightly. Despite this however, he purred softly, having been able to smell or hear whoever was on the other side of the door.

When he opened it in walked Skeppy, and I immediately began feeling awkward about eating again, that was until I saw the brunette human peeking out behind him. "Karl wanted to come and visit." Skeppy explained. "And I figured that I could go and take the bowl downstairs."

My eyes lit up as I saw my best friend, who just looked pitifully back at me. After Skeppy grabbed my food the brunette immediately climbed onto the bed before moving into one of the positions that were so natural to us, holding one another closely.
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The winner of the vote from yesterday for the Christmas Special is... Howl in the Night!

Although I wasn't sure which would win, I am not surprised King of the Cell lost since what's the point of a prequel for that story, and a sequel will ruin the uncertain ending.

Second place was Action, so I might do a special for that as well if people want two and if I can be bothered to make two, or Ezra could make one of the specials.

Also how do people feel about Bad and Skeppy basically manipulating George into eating via his feelings for Dream.