𝒎𝒄𝒚𝒕 / 𝒅𝒔𝒎𝒑 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒔

i cant express what you do to me

dreamnotfound

tw: panic attacks, crying, swearing(?)

george was having a good day, a good fucking day. but it had to get ruined. why, might you ask? well, georges amazing thoughts had to come and ruin his day, because that's what they do.

george has like dream for a while now, he's just not good with emotions and expressing his feelings. its always been hard for him, he doesn't like to be affectionate like that, like how dream is.

dream tells george he loves him all the time, he makes those jokes, he does so much affectionate stuff, but george doesn't know how to deal with it.

so, today george was laying in his bed, doing who knows what, probably just looking at twitter, when he got bored and put his phone down to the side of him. he laid there, looking at the ceiling, zoning out. he couldn't zone back in. he kept thinking of dream.

oh how dream had such an affect on george, he didn't even know. george kept thinking about when and if they finally meet, how big the height difference is. if they finally meet shit. what if they never meet? what if dream decides he doesn't want to? did geirge do something wrong? would george have done soemthing wrong? no, stop it.

he finally zoned back in when he heard a knock at the door and his doorbell ring. groaning, george got up and walked to his front door and opened it.

he just stood there, shocked. dream????

"well are you gonna let me in?" he let out a little wheeze.

"i-i yo- i- how??? when????" george couldn't get out a full sentence. he was, shocked.

"i wanted to surprise you! and by the looks of it i think it worked" dream chuckled. dream.

"i- c-come in" george still couldn't process this.

"are you ok?" dream cuckled but was a little a concerned.

"ya- ya im fine, just- i can't believe you're actually here. standing here"

"well im here" dream said with a smile.

george just smiled back.

time skip to the angsty stuff

dream went out to get groceries, like the gentleman he is, while george wanted to stay home. why? because he's still shocked about dream being here. here. he just couldn't believe it.

george was sitting on his floor infront of the couch when his cat crawled into his lap and laid there. geroge chuckled and started petting his cats hair. he picture having dream and patches live with him, or george and his cat go live with them. damn it, dream again! he can't get dream out, he can't.

but of course, this is where his thoughts came to fuck him over.

george started thinking about how long dream has been at the store, he's been out for quite a while now. did he just up and leave? did he realize he didn't want to be here anymore? did he get robbed? did he get murdered? oh fuck.

usually when george has a panick attack, he cat woukd help, but he wasn't helping. georges breath started to pick up and he wasn't sure what to do, because usually his cat helps. fuck. what was he supposed to do?

he tried to focus on anything, anything, nothing worked. he couldn't do it.

he tried to get up, he was so dizzy, the room was spinning, the walls were coming in closer, he didn't know what to do. he sat down on the couch and tried to control his breathing, he couldn't control it, he couldn't. he didn't know what to do. he felt like he was drowning, he couldn't breathe. his lungs couldn't help him, they felt like they closed up, they wouldn't help him breathe. he doesnt know what to do.

he tried to go to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water, but as he tried to stand up and walk, he basically topled over. he stumbled to the ground, he tried to move but his body wouldn't allow him to. he just sat there. breathing really heavy, not being able to control it. until dream came back.

"george?-"

"george!"

dream rushed over to george, he didn't know what to do at first, but he does.

he carefully picked up george and brought him to his bedroom, carefully sitting him down. george looked like he was about to pass out. oh no.

dream sat down beside him.

"can you nod your head yes if im allowed to touch you and help you?" dream gently asked, trying to be quiet and gentle.

george nodded kinda slowly still breathing really fast.

dream gently grabbed george hand and put it to his chest for george to follow his breathing.

"george, can you try to follow my breathing?" he asked gently again.

george tried to follow his breathing but tears started going down his face again, he couldn't control his breathing.

"george can you talk?" dream was trying to sound gentle, but he didn't want his friend to pass out.

"i-" george tried to breathe but he couldn't, he panicked even more.

"sh, it's ok, im here, im here to help you" dreams voice was so soothing.

george was leaning from side to side and he looked like he was ready to pass out.

"please, try to stay awake. please."

george tried, it was really hard to, his breathing was terrible, he didn't know what to do.

dream gathered up all the courage he had.....

..and kiss george.

george eyes shot open then fluttered closed and he melted into the kiss and kissed back before he passed out into dreams arms.

"shit- george!"

george fell asleep.

so im gonna make a part 2 to this, because this seems kinda long and i like how i ended it. and also i have a fact:
when someone is having a panick attack, there is many different methods to try to calm them down, like the sensory countdown, descriptions about what they're wearing/surroundings/etc., 478 method, and many more. but another thing you could do it kiss them, im not completely sure how that works but it does work. when you kiss someone, sometimes your breathing stops and if you dont make out with that person, then after you stop kissing said person their breathing will slow down, and thats what dream tried to do. but george already lost a lot of breath and was already really tired (like me right now) and he passed out