Why me? Dreamnotfound

Chapter 8

Hey guys sry for not posting in like a few days, I had a sleepover with a friend I haven't seen in months. Sry again but enjoys this chapter. Thank you for 35 views!!!!
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The two sat down on the bed and Dream eventually took off his mask setting it on the side table. George was happy to see Dream do this on his own without George encouraging him to do so. George thought as he glanced at Dream 'how can a person be this handsome and have perfect everything, perfect eyes, body, hair, and personality even if he can be rough and very demanding he does it for the sole purpose to protect people' especially George, George loved Dream

"Your staring"

"Wha- no, I'm not"

"Really? Cause to me it looked like you were staring."

"I was not."

"Whatever you say"

The two sat in comfortable silence.

"Dream imma take a shower."

"Okay"

George shifted his way off the bed remembering he can't walk due to the large cut in his leg.

"AH!"

"George you goo-"

"I can't stand... or walk"

"Right"

"Well can you at least help me up?"

"huh, yeah sorry."

Dream walked over and picked George up, setting him on the bed.

"Ugghh, how am I going to take a shower, I feel gross and dirty."

"Take a bath."

"I suppose that'll work."

Dream got up and walked to the bathroom turning on the water.

"Hey what clothes do you want to wear?"

"Just a t-shirt and sweats!"

"Okay."

Dream came back to the bathroom to feel the water and it was ready, he plugged the bath and let it fill up. He took out some soap and put it in the tub, once he was done he walked over to the bed and picked George up.

"Thanks, Dream."

He hummed in response. "There," he set George down in a chair and left the room.

George eventually got into the warm tub and got his hair wet then put some shampoo in. He soon finished washing himself and somehow pulled out of the tub. He dried off then put on the clothes Dream picked out, he was very comfortable.

"Dream!"

"Coming!"

Dream opened the door to a steamy room and a happy-looking George 'wow he is so cute' he thought. Dream scooped George from the chair and back to the bed.

"Hey Dream, what happened to my gaming stuff?"

"I don't know."

"Oh"

"I can get you some new equipment"

"Really?"

"Yeah of course"

"But do you even know what to get?"

"I've built a PC before so yeah I think."

"Really?"

"Yeah! I actually love gaming, but I stopped a while ago."

"Cool! Did you play Minecraft?"

Dream stopped and he had a flashback.