Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(hello!!)
“I love you too, and I know it was an accident, it’s okay,” Skeppy whispered, curling close to Bad.
Dream was still dizzy, slowly loosing consciousness as his eyes fluttered shut. He quickly noticed and tried to get out of it, gently shaking his head and blinking. -
(how are you?)
Bad sighed, sighing softly. "Okay." He whispered quietly. "I'm probably just overthinking and stressing."
George glanced back at Dream. "Love? You doing okay?" -
(im good! how about you?
i’m gonna go take a shower, i’ll be back in less that 20 mins)
“I know, and it’s okay,” Skeppy whispered back. “I know you love me, and that’s why you’re stressing. But Im gonna be okay.”
“No- hit me, I’m gonna pass out,” Dream stumbled over his words, speaking in all seriousness. His head started to fall, and he reached a hand out for George. -
(i'm tired, but better than i was before.
okay!!)
Bad swallowed, nodding. "You better be. Gold and I need you." He mumbled.
George frowned, quickly moving over and squeezing Dream's hand. He knew it might hurt Dream, but he pushed his head into the cabinet behind him and got up on the counter next to him. "It's okay, love." He whispered. -
(hey i’m so glad! could you maybe take a nap at some point?)
“I’m gonna be fine,” Skeppy said soothingly, moving to grab one of Bad’s hands and squeeze them.
Dream winced a little bit, squeezing his eyes shut and blinking a few times. “That.. actually kinda worked.” -
(no. i went to bed at 10 last night, woke up at 8 this morning. i don't need any more sleep. besides, i'm always tired.)
Bad nodded, smiling weakly. "That's the voice you use on Gold when he's upset." He mumbled, squeezing Skeppy's hand tight.
George smiled. "That's good! I knew it would hurt you, but I took what you said literally." He said softly, rubbing Dream's hand softly. -
(that’s fair- i’m glad you’re sleeping well, though)
“Does it work on you too?” Skeppy giggled a little.
Dream nodded, smiling a little. “Thank you,” He said, shaking his head to get rid of the last of the dizzyness. “Alright, are those eggs ready?” -
(i am. i've slept better tonight than i have in a while. usually i don't sleep well or stay up until midnight or later. and i'm always usually up by 7 or 8 in the morning.)
Bad flushed and nodded. 'Honestly, yeah, it does."
George smiled. "Eggs and bacon are done, yes. How much do you want?" He asked softly. -
(thats good to hear!)
“Then I will use it when you’re stressed,” Skeppy said lightheartedly, craning his neck slightly to kiss Bad’s chin.
“Um,” Dream paused. He knew his eating habits were f---ed, but his view on portions was even worse. “I’m gonna let you decide that.” -
(i did some self-care today too. i didn't eat, but i showered and changed clothes.)
Bad smiled, flushing. "You're a troublemaker." He giggled, gently ruffling Skeppy's hair. "I'm always stressed, what're you gonna do now?" He asked playfully.
George sighed and nodded. "Can I give you the same amount I gave you for dinner? Would you eat that much again?" He asked softly. -
(thats awesome, im so proud of you! could you maybe eat a little bit?)
“Maybe I’ll always talk like this, then,” Skeppy said, switching his voice back to the soothing one.
Dream forced himself to nod. “Yeah, that would be good.” -
(uh, what if i just said 'nuh-uh'? i have felt awfully nauseous as of lately too...)
Bad whined. "But I like your normal voice! It's pretty!" He whined, instinctively relaxing.
George sighed softly, kissing Dream's cheek. "I love you." He whispered softly, hopping off the counter after. "You stay there, prince. I don't want you moving until you eat something." -
(okay, that’s okay. just try to eat a little something? maybe even just a granola bar?)
“Okay, fine!” Skeppy giggled.
“Aw, Im not that dizzy anymore,” Dream whined playfully, watching George walk away. -
(eww, granola bars... maybe i'll have some crackers when i get home. or one of the cookies i made yesterday...)
Bad sighed. "See, it feels like I should be comforting you, and yet you're comforting me." He said softly. "How do you do that?"
George giggled. "Well, still. You need food in your system. And you need to take your meds too." He reminded Dream gently. He quickly made Dream a small plate, then made his own. "Here, love." He said softly, handing Dream his plate. -
(ooo cookies sound good! what kind?)
“Because I love you,” Skeppy said, not meaning to but switching back into the soothing voice.
Dream nodded in remembrance, taking the plate that was given to him. “Thank you,” He said, forcing himself to take a piece of bacon and take a bite before he could overthink it.
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