𝐌𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 || DNF

FOUR

Dream sat in the booth of the club impatiently as he waited for his men to be done delivering the rest of the drugs.

The old man wasn't there today so he couldn't even discuss the next plans for business so the gangster wasn't happy.

He just wanted to leave.

"Wow you're not in a good mood today are you." Sapnap said with a giggle.

"Your gonna piss him off even more jackass." Quackity said as he hit the taller upside the head.

They both just received a glare from the younger.

"So cold." The two mutter out.

Dream just rolls his eyes.

Suddenly his eyes were covered and a sweet voice spoke.

"Guess who!"

George removed his hands from over the gangster's eyes and watched as he turned around.

They locked eyes and his heart jumped.

"I wanted to return your jacket. Thanks for lending it to me." He said with his sweet smile.

Dream didn't say anything he was so focused on the boy's face.

He noticed the smallers lip was busted and he was hiding a black eye with makeup.

He had finger marks bruised on his neck.

His blood began to boil and he didn't know why.

The gang leader lifted his hand up slowly to the boy's cheek.

"Dream?"

He softly ran his finger over the cut lip.

"Who did this to you."

George's eyes widened and he jerked away quickly.

"It's nothing really-"

"Who did this to you!" The gangster said with a deep and menacing tone.

George watched as the taller stood up and loomed over him.

"Who the fuck hit you."

The brunette gulped.

"It's nothing Dream I'm fine ok." He said as he tried to calm the taller down.

He was lying, he wasn't ok. His client from last night got a little too aggressive after George told him to stop because it hurt.

Thank god the man stopped after he got a few hits in.

George's heart was racing.

"God why do you let people treat you like this." The gangster said in a irritated voice.

George narrowed his eyes at the taller.

"You really think I want this!" George snapped.

Dream was taken back by the sudden anger thrown at him.

"I didn't mean it that way, I was worried-"

"I don't need you to fucking worry about me. So stop Pitying me!" The smaller yelled.

The other gangsters look over in shock.

Dream narrowed his eyes at the smaller.

"Pitying you, I'm not pitying you-?" He said in a irritated tone.

Tears filled the smallers eyes.

He lost control.

George raised his hand.

A loud smack could be heard through the bar.

George in his heart instantly regretted his actions but his mind was to consumed with pain he ignored it.

The other gangsters and workers froze.

Tears rolled down George's face.

"You're a liar."

The gangster just stood there.

"I don't need your fake shit so fuck off, I have been through enough."

George backed away and pushed through the dancing bodies and ran out.

The gang leader just stood there.

"D-Dream?" Quackity said softly.

They all watched as the younger grabbed his stuff and turned around.

"Let's go." He said before he walked away.

The other gangsters where frozen and confused.

No one has ever hit Dream Taken and walked away alive.