Messed Up
Dream team oneshot. vid above is what this is based off of ^
Six words that Dream could live without. Those six words ran around in his head over and over, carving a sickening feeling of guilt in his chest.
'Why am I so messed up?'
More guilt. For how they reacted to the same colours George sees everyday. For not completely understanding how different their lives were.
The video had already been released and the comments on it made him feel even more sick.
'Dream and Sapnap: "ew how can you look at this disgusting stuff"
George: cries internally'
'George was nearly silent the whole video, hearing how his vision is dull and gross, kinda sad to think about. They're obviously good friends though so I doubt he took it the wrong way or anything like that'
'I feel bad for George, not because of his colorblindness but because of how Sapnap and Dream reacted.'
That last one pretty much broke his heart. And although he had tried to comfort George, something still felt off. And even though George said that it was fine, that he was used to it, he couldn't help but feel like he had to do something to help. But there was nothing he could do; George already had his glasses that helped him see colours.
I can't do anything to change anything about anything. I used way to many anything's, didn't I? Ha. Hopelessness drowned out the guilt.
He sighed and pulled out his phone. Maybe he should just talk to George. Maybe he was overthinking it. The time read 2:34 a.m.
Should I message him? He might be asleep, or about to. Yep, I'm definitely overthinking it. He opened up discord, seeing that George was active on it. Well, not exactly, but he was awake.
What do I even say?
'gogy'
Perfect.
The small icon beside George's name changed from idle to online as he replied.
'what'
'call?'
'ok?'
User joined your channel.
"Dream?"
"Hey."
"What's up?"
"Eh. I don't know. I'm just checking if you're alright, I guess," he replied, cringing at his poor excuse. Seriously, what do I say?
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know... I've been reading through some comments on the colourblind video, and it's just- Sorry if we seemed a bit insensitive, that's all."
"Dream. I told you, it's fine. I'm used to it," George said, not very convincingly. It's even more sad, since he's used to it...
"Okay then. Sorry if I woke you up or anything."
"Don't worry about it, Dream."
I guess I made too big of a deal out of it. "Okay. I'll see you later."
"Bye."
"Bye."
'Don't worry.' Shouldn't I? He's my friend, of course he doesn't want me to worry about him.
Maybe I was overthinking it. He says he's fine, I should believe him.
I do like them bittersweet endings. sorry that its short, i just had to make a oneshot out of that vid
eh.
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