(I just worry, because you have your mental health to worry about. You don't need to worry about me-)
Karl laughed softly. "I love you more. So much. So much!"
George laughed softly. "Yeah, kissing, touching, a lot of cuddling. A lot of compliments too. I love it when you touch me, like when you worship me like this."
(Okay. I trust you. I just- I feel so bad. What caused it is my friend... They wouldn't talk to me and I felt that I was to blame for it. I felt like a burden. I still do-)
Karl nodded. "There is!!"
George shook his head. "No. Just flustered." He mumbled, slipping his hands under Dream's shirt and fingering his new scar on his back. "Let me return the love and give you attention though."
(i don’t think it’s your fault, and if it is, they don’t deserve you as a friend, alright?)
“No! I love you more!” Sapnap exclaimed.
“But I can’t stop giving you attention,” Dream grinned again, sliding his hands under George’s shirt and rubbing it along his back, just gently rubbing it. He kissed George’s cheek, smiling. “Because you’re so amazing.”
(Well, they were having a mental break down, and they scared me and I started panicking. That's what led me to hurt myself because they shut me out and wouldn't let me help. I couldn't do a thing...)
Karl smiled, gently banging his head against Sapnap's chin. "I love you more!"
George blushed. "Well, then we give each other the attention we deserve. Each of us deserve to be treated with such amazing perfection."
(hey, okay, that’s definitely not your fault, okay? a coping mechanism for some people, including myself if shutting others out or isolation. that’s not your fault, tho im sorry your friend did shut you out, but they might’ve had a reason, okay? are they talking to you now?)
“Ow!” Sapnap muttered before chuckling. “I love you more than that!”
Dream cut him off with a kiss, before pulling away and starting to plant kisses all over George’s face.
(Not really, no... I just feel like I'm bothering them- like I'm bothering everyone. I'm trying not to cry, because I have too much going on, but I really don't know how long I can hold myself together.)
Karl was running out of comparison lna and glanced at Quackity who smiled. "Umm, I love you more than Quackity's love for gambling!"
Quackity laughed. "And that's a lot, Sap."
George smiled, gently rubbing Dream's back happily. "God, I love you!"
(hey, deep breathes, take a few deep breaths. crying is okay, it’s totally okay to cry. maybe you could go to the bathroom and cry if you want to be alone?)
“I love you more than Karl wants to remember us,” Sapnap grinned.
“I love you more,” Dream mumbled in between kisses, gently massaging George back as he pressed the pads of his fingers onto it.
(I can't hide anywhere. If I go to the office everyone is gonna worry or cally mom... I have 3 more hours until I'm out of school, then I go to my aunt's, then I have to go do s**t for a project. I won't be home until like 7 or 8-)
Karl blushed, headbutting Sapnap again. "You win." He mumbled.
Quackity smiled softly.
"Please, Clay?" George asks softly, half asleep as it is.
