mcyt oneshots

killing me softly

george x dream
(blood, death)
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im in bed and i was like 'hey, imagine if dream was sangwoo?' then i made this
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strumming my pain with his fingers.

"george? where are you?" i heard a whisper, and he continued to hum the melody softly.

"please, go away." i whimpered.

singing my life with his words.

"you know, george, i actually fucking hate this song." i stepped around, trying not to make much noise.

killing me softly with his song,

"dream, please, i wanna live."

"funny you think that's an option."

killing me softly,
with his song.

i stepped over detective armstrong's body, my bare foot splashing in his blood.
(sapnaps irl last name is armstrong)

telling my whole life, with his words...

"this wouldn't have happened if you didn't try to escape." he laughed like a maniac as he walked towards me.
"i heard your foot..."

killing me softly...

"george, i've got to say, you put up a good fight, but it'll all be for nothing."

with his song.

i heard the click of a button, and he looked at me through the darkness, and i stood around the table, having a significantly smaller knife.

"hmm... george? do you know the next part?" he questioned, stalking toward me, as if i were prey. i trembled, opening my mouth slightly.

"i heard he sang a good song," i whispered, and he smiled, running the blade against his finger.
"i heard he had a style," he finished, walking to me slower, taunting me, almost teasing me.

"and so I came to see him."
"to listen for a while."
"and there he was, this young boy."
"a stranger to my eyes."

he walked faster and faster as the chorus came on.

strumming my pain with his fingers.

he grabbed the grip of his knife, sliding it under my chin.

singing my life with his words.

he pulled my ear to his mouth, whispering to me,
"you thought i cared?"

killing me softly-

he plunged it in.

-with his song.

he twisted it slowly, and i groaned, setting my head on his shoulder, feeling my life drain.

he kissed my jaw, pulling the knife out quickly. i slid to the ground, and he squat infront me, taking the mask off.

well i'm fucked.

"it was fun while it lasted.
shame it didn't last long."

i looked at him.

"clay, i-"
"what?"
"fuck you."

and i felt my heart stop.

and the last thing i hear is dream sick laugh, and the fugees playing softly in the background.

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i know i literally JUST updated up i wanted to clear out my drafts, so heres this. even though its really shitty-

also this is the 14th chapter!!
ALSO UPDATE! if u happen to see something like this on ao3 sometime soon dont worry my irl just rewrote it for me!