MCYT Oneshots

School Bully PT. 2 (Dream and George x reader)

I allowed my backpack to slip from my shoulders and onto the ground next to my desk as I sat down. I reached down to the bag, opening it quietly and pulling out my personalized sewing kit. I reached up and set up onto the surface of my desk before I sat up myself, sighing once I had straightened out.

"I recommend you look away, George," I said before turning to the brit that sat at the desk next to me.

He sighed in response before turning to face me "You really shouldn't be doing that here, (Y/N)." George said 

I shook my head and scoffed "Where else am I gonna do it, at home?" I asked as I pulled down my sleeve, revealing the torn open stitches on my right arm

George didn't look away, instead he leaned in a bit closer to get a better look at my cuts. After a few seconds, he sighed and backed up, and reaching into his backpack.

"You know one day," He stated as he pulled out a towel and some rubbing alcohol from his blue backpack "You're gonna get caught."

He tossed the towel to me before I quickly but sneakily smoothed it across the surface of my desk. I rolled the sleeve of y right arm up to my shoulder before I set it on top of the towel. I turned my head back to him and he quickly handed me the chemical-filled bottle. I set some of the fabric from my sweater into my mouth before I poured a small amount onto my arm. I winced a bit, hissing into the fabric of my sweater before handing the bottle back to George, who quickly put it back into his backpack. I pulled the now seliva soaked fabric from my mouth before I opened my sewing kit. I grabbed a needle and handed it and some thread to George, who quickly threaded it for me and handed it back. I steadied the needle in my left hand before turning to face George.

"Cover your eyes." I said, "Or look away."

George nodded as I put the fabric back into my mouth, and looked away just before I pushed the needle into my skin. I winced at the sudden pain silently screaming in my brain, but I shook it off. I managed to stay calm as I sewed my skin closed and soon enough, after a few minutes, I had finished. I let out a sigh before grabbing the sewing scissors from my bag and cutting the thread. I moved my head back and took a look at my handy work, and I smiled. I was improving big time.

I then moved onto the next cut. This one wasn't as big and as deep as the last one, so I had finished in no time. I looked at the others that had ripped, and decided that I didn't need to re-stitch them, they were already healed enough. I put my needle away, before reaching into my bag for some bandages. I'd need George to help me with this part, but I wasn't too sure if he'd be able to. I pulled a roll of bandages from my bag, before tapping George with my foot, signaling to him I was done with the stitches. He turned around and immediately saw the bandages in my hands.

He let out a long but quiet sigh "Okay, I'll help you," He reached into his bag once more and pulled out a smaller bottle "But only if you pour this on it first."

I reached out and grabbed the bottle from his hands and found it was Hydrogen Peroxide. I looked back up at him and nodded.

"Alright," I said as I popped open the bottle

I quickly poured small amounts of the chemical onto the cuts that needed them, before drying them off and handing the bottle back to George, who swiftly put it away. He turned back to me and grabbed the bandages from my hand before he began to wrap up my cuts.

"Tell me if it's too tight." He said as he encased my arm in multiple bandages

"Trust me you'll know," I muttered

George and I stayed quiet while he silently wrapped the bandages around the stitches. The teacher continued to ramble on about a topic that both George and I would have to most likely ask about after class, but neither of us minded, we had good grades anyways. George tapped me and motioned for my scissors. I nodded and quickly handed them to him. He grabbed them and cut the bandage before moving on to the next cut. I watched him carefully, taking note of how he wrapped the bandages around my arm, quickly but gently. Soon enough, George had finished wrapping my arms up and handed the bandages back to me. I grabbed them and quickly tucked them back away into my backpack.