Dreamnotfound/gream- Bloody ink

Green

Dream flinched as he heard a now familiar coughing from a few rooms away, he didn't like seeing George like that and was mad at him but before he even had the thought of ignoring it he was opening the door and helping George catch his breath. He noticed something different about the ink this time , it was a shiny emerald green. He frowned as he helped clean it up

" why does it look different?"

" huh?"

" it's not blue anymore"

" oh"

He smiled in a way that made dream deal a rush of relief

" I think this means I'm getting better?"

Dream hugs him

" really?!"

" yeah"

And thus the two boys continued the day like normal and after only 5 more coughs decided to have dinner. That's when something worrying happened. George has started to eat but he couldn't seem to force himself to. He finally got himself to take a bite only to immediately cough up ink.

" George ?!"

Dream set down his food in a hurry as George coughed into his arm, ink dripping down his arm.

" dream, I... I can't eat today"

" what do you mean"

" I mean I don't think I can eat"

" w-why?!"

" I.... I feel sick and I don't even feel like I normally do before a cough , I don't think I can eat"

" What?!"

" I'm going to go to bed"

Dream watched feeling helpless and confused as George left. He heard a door slam and more coughing before continuing to eat , something was definitely wrong

George had meant to just walk away for a second but he actually ended up asleep. Once he woke up dream was asleep as well, he coughed up ink as quietly as he could before hearing downstairs , Geri king hungry for the first time in awhile he went to make breakfast but the same feeling crept up again and even as he grabbed a box of cereal he immediately felt ink fill and poor out of his mouth until he put it back, trembling .

" what the fuck"

He whispered it under his breath before pulling out his phone and going to his only source again to see what these new symptoms meant... he read it over, if it was gold ink he was getting better and green it was getting worse but he couldn't check. He thought about whether or not to ask Dream, on one hand he didn't really want to know but on the other hand Dream was obviously still mad about hiding things and he couldn't hold up a front much longer.

Dream was awoken by a knock on his door, he opened it to see George with green running down his face and a worried expression

" dream what color is this?"

Dream stared at him confused before remembering George was colerblind, it was still an odd question

"Why?"

" just tell me"

He sighed

" alright, it's green"

The look in George's face made the dream immediately wish it wasn't .

" George?"

No reply

" g-George what does that mean?!"

George shook his head backing up

" w-why I've been eating and sleeping and-"