Dreambur Onshots :)

Insecurities {Angst}

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of wanting to die, self harm, eating discorders, angst.

Requested by: @idealo_is_idea
Also very sorry if I messed anything up!! It's 6:07 and I haven't went to sleep yet 😅😅
I also never edited this-
Also I hope this long chapter will make up for not updating in a while!
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Enjoy :)
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(I'm sorry this is all over the place- especially the p.o.v I'm very sorry, the p.o.v was originally supposed to be dreams so keep that in mind!😅)

3:03AM
Dream, skiped another meal, he made the same excuse, 'I'm not hungry..' Je tried to convince himself that was the case,

'I just wanna be pretty..'

'I wanna be skinny..'

'I wanna look like them'

Those words repeated in his head over and over again he just wanted them them to stop, he couldn't take it he just wanted a distraction...

~Time skip to the next morning~
It was only around 6:30 and dream had awaken next to his lover, Wilbur.
Dream smiles as he sees his lover sleeping peacefully, not wanting to leave the sight. The truth is dream is jealous of Wilbur, the way he looks, his talent, his voice, his height...everything.

The thoughts...they came back all those terrible thoughts. It took all he had to block them out last night. He was about to do something stupid, just to get rid of the horrid thoughts that went through his mind.

He couldn't do it, he couldn't block the thoughts out. Dream looked at the time only to see almost no time has past, it felt like he was sitting there thinking for hours when it reality it had only been 10 minutes...

Dream got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, locking the door, he searched the cabinets for the razors, once he found one he somehow got one of the razors out the tweezers.

'I' don't wanna look like an attention seeker..wait.'

He roles his shirt up, and looks at his stomach, he was disgusted with himself.

'Fat..'

'Just do it..'

'No one will know..'

Dream took the blade he found and slide it in the upper part of his stomach, he hissed in pain as he, watched as the blood dripped down into the sink, he did it again, it kept the thoughts away, the horrid thoughts..he did it once again just time he unintentionally went deeper then he wanted.

'Fuck..' Dream cursed at himself, he couldn't even do this right.

Dream felt hot tears roll down his cheek as he stopped the bleeding and found some bandages to make sure if the cuts opened back up they wouldn't bleed through what he was wearing.

After doing so he opened the bathroom door and walked back to his and Wilburs room only to see Wilbur wasn't there, 'he's probably downstairs..' Dream grabbed a darkish green hoodie and put in on then walked down stairs, he was relieved when he saw Wilbur making toast.