Inner Demons [DNF]

7-Scared

My god, you guys. My parents caught me eating goldfish in my room and I got in trouble. When I looked in their room though, there was fuckin YOGURT STAINS ALL OVER THE BED.

Jesus 😐 /hj Also im listening to the how to train your dragon soundtrack as im writing its literally so fire. Listen to Sticks and stones by Jonsi

George pov

George flinched as the screen showed various gory images. The more George watched it, the more unsettled he became. When the wind blew against the window, George snapped his gaze toward it. George was convinced something was in Dream's house, and he kept seeing dark shapes moving around in the corner of his eye- but they seemed to vanish when he looked directly at him.

Dream didn't seem to notice, his tail wagging behind him as he grinned, staring at the gory images. George curled into a ball as the horrible black box on the wall let out a bloodcurdling scream. 

Then, he heard Dream shift. "George?" He asked softly. "I heard your heartbeat going crazy fast, are you okay?" George tried to respond, but his throat closed up. Dream paused the show. "Oh, George," he said, scooting next to George, wrapping his arm around him. George turned and clung onto him, a few tears squeezing out of his eyes as he shook with silent tears. Dream rubbed his back, putting his chin on top of George's head, rocking them back and forth as he hummed a tune. (For the Dancing and the Dreaming by Gerard Butler. Its giving dteam lol)

George listened as he calmed down. by the end, he was tired. Dream carried him to his bed, setting him down. Just as Dream turned to leave, George asked: "Could you- stay?" Dream turned his head, hesitating before sitting down on the bed.

George lifted the blanket. "You... should get some sleep anyways." Dream hesitated before sliding in. They stared at each other for a moment before Dream pulled the chain on the lamp, turning it off and masking the room in darkness. George shifted uncomfortably, then Dream started softly glowing. George blinked. "You fucking glow??" Dream laughed. "What kind of a demon would I be if I didn't have some random ass superpower?" [You know what? Fuck it. I'm giving some people a random ass ability. You're welcome.]

George laughed. "You wanna know my Sapnap's?" Dream laughed. "Sure." George laughed. "He- pff, it's so dumb- He turns into a hamster every night. And he's not aware of it." Dream wheezed. "What the fuck???" George laughed. "I KNOW! We haven't told him yet! He thinks he doesn't have an ability!" Dream wheezed. "That's so fucking stupid, what the hell???" Their laughter died down, leaving them in a peaceful silence as the green glow softly emitting from Dream made a strange soft humming sound. [like beacons do in minecraft but quieter] George cocked his head. "Why are you so warm?" Dream smiled. "I have naturally high body heat." They fell silent again.

George yawned, then Dream yawned. "G'night," Dream whispered. George hummed softly. "Night," he whispered back. Dream's glow dimmed as silence fell between them. Time passed, and the moon shone through the window. George couldn't fall asleep. He gazed at Dream, whose side raised and lowered with each passing breath. If he was touching Dream for long enough, he'd fall asleep.

George scooted a bit closer to him, chewing his lip. Dream didn't wake up. George scooted closer again, and felt the waves of heat radiate from Dream onto him. He was like a personification of a hot tub. George hesitantly put his arm around Dream's chest, slipping his other arm under Dream. Then Dream slightly laughed. George froze.  Turning his head, Dream said: "If you wanted to cuddle, you could've just said so, Georgie.

Dream flipped over, tucking George into his chest, wrapping his tail around George's waist. George blushed, his heart beating fast. "Dream, I wasn't- I- I- Dream, I was trying to sleep but I couldn't, and- you have a magic sleeping ability- so- Well, and I was cold and you weren't and-" Dream put his finger to his lips, then pressed it to George's. [holy shit you guys, I think this is a DNF fanfic]

George's words shriveled and he blushed, eyes wide. Dream chuckled. "You're too easy to fluster, George. Now, shhh. Sleep," Dream said, his voice a low, steady rumble. George shifted. "I..." Dream smiled, gently kissing George's forehead. "Hold still," Dream whispered again.

Neither of them noticed a crow that sat on the windowsill, watching with beady eyes. Quietly, the crow emitted thousands of voices. most of which muttered, "Hot."

It ruffled its feathers, watching the two spoon until they both fell asleep. The crow then flew away, though it would be back.

Like a moth to a flame, Chat seeks anything of interest.

803 words, short chapter :((

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im evil >:3