"Recovery" - Dnf

Chapter/16

Angst chapter =)

Tw: Self harm,

(i'm sorry)

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George had woken up from the same nightmare once again,

Dream wasn't in bed, he didn't know where he was, he went to the bathroom,

he went to the sink and splashed cold water on his face

he looked in the mirror and saw the man in the reflection but when he turned around he wasn't there,

George looked at his arm, the bruises, the vision of bruises on his wrists, he locked the bathroom door and routed in the cupboards,

there it was, He had a bag with his bathroom stuff in it, he got it out and dug under all the towels and toothpaste and got it out

the small silver rectangle, Georges breath was shaky as he lifted his arm up,

he wanted to cover the bruises,

he sat against the door and slid the blade across his arm,

it's a habit, you can never do anything just once

he slid it over his skin more than once, making sure to cover bruises that littered his arms,

He choked a sob as he did a final one, but it was deeper than the last,

he heard footsteps outside, he scrambled up as there was a knock

"George?" it was dream,

"Give me a minute!" george called putting The blade somewhere

"George why is this locked?" Dream said trying to open the door,

"Give me a second" George snapped finding a random hoodie and throwing it on,

he opened the door and saw dream stood there,

Shit. he forgot to clean his arm. he held his arm close to his stomach so the blood wouldn't drip,

"George are you okay?" dream asked,

George nodded as he slid past dream, he went into their room once again locking the bedroom door and routing in a spare first aid kit, he got out antiseptic wipes and cleaned the cuts, before putting a bandage over it,

Dream picked the lock and walked in as george was rolling his sleeve down,

"George what's going on?" dream said

"Nothing"

"Why else is the first aid kit out." Dream sat down i front of george,

"I slipped in the bathroom and caught my arm on the- uh" George stopped

"George please give me your arm" Dream said

"Please leave me alone" George whispered

"George.. please i wanna help" Dream said.

George gave in and rolled up his sleeve giving his arm over to dream,

Through the bandage blood had seeped through from the deeper cut,

Dream looked at george for permission as he tugged at the bandage, George nodded.

Dream tore the bandage and unfolded it, revealing georges arm,

"George.. why?"

"I wanted to get rid of the bruises on my arm" George let tears fall slowly

"George there are no bruises on your arm"

George let more tears fall, "Come here" Dream opened his arms and held george in a warm hug,

"i didn't know what else to do" George sniffed,

"let's clean it up, okay?" Dream said, George nodded as they walked to the bathroom,

"He's always in the mirror when i look." George said as he was sat on the bathroom counter, as dream cleaned the cuts more thoroughly,

Dream looked at him after reapplying the bandage, "How about" Dream moved to the mirror, taking it off the wall

(before you ask, they have a hanging mirror)

"Better?" Dream said, George nodded as he hopped off the counter,

"Cuddles on the couch?" Dream asked

George once again nodded, as they both walked downstairs,

Dream has george cradled on top of him, and george had his head rested on dreams chest, listening to his heart beat

"George," Dream said,

george moved slightly, signalling he is listening

"If you ever feel like that again, please tell me."