#borrower dream

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a drawing based off this thing I did

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Comfort

wrote this in the middle of a writing spree. Anyways take some short fluff, it’s supposed to be the fist time borrower Dream makes George cuddle with him. might add more to this latter

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“Come on George, just for a minute?” Dream begged as George crossed his arms over his chest huffing in defeat.

“Fine but just for a minute,” George said as he cupped Dream in a gentle fist, flopping on his bed pulling Dream to his chest. Dream felt the warmth radiating off of George’s chest as he heard the steady pace of his heart and the whoosh of his lungs. It was quite nice to be this close to George knowing he was safe in his friend’s grip. He began to feel tired as his eyes began to close. 

“Dream?” George sighed as he heard light snoring coming from Dreams small figure. Though he was a little embarrassed at the gesture, he had to admit it was nice that his friend put this much trust in him. he chose to just sleep there with his tiny friend on his chest.

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just riding on the shoulder fear

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eff it, I’m posting my Borrower Dream art  he’s 2.5 inches tall and chaotic

if this is how people find my main I don't care

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No Face, part 2

part 1, part 3

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It had been a few days since Dream had been caught and his family was getting suspicious at his depressed behavior. He always spent a lot of time talking to his bean friend but he his family hadn’t heard the normal laughing coming from his room for days, all they would hear is light sobbing that would go on for hours. Drista was the first one to ask him about it, he just brushed it off saying he wasn’t in the mood. A few days passed, and his mom confronted him about it.

“Clay what aren’t you telling us?” his mom said looking like she was disappointed.

“nothing I’m fine, I don’t even know why you called me out here.” To say Dream was nervous was an understatement.

“Clay, we know that’s not true you never act like this. Is it something to do with your bean friends?” Dream sighed he had an Idea though.

“okay so, Sapnap and bad are coming to meet George and, I want to tell them why I can’t come but, I don’t want to lie, I don’t want to make up some excuse.” His mom’s eyes went wide she knew what he was implying but he said It anyway.

“I want to tell them mom.” she glared at her son.

“you know we can’t do that. It could put use all at risk.” He looked down but they didn’t know the full truth.

“please I don’t want to lie anymore.” She could hear the desperation in his voice, but she shakes her head.

“No, we can’t tell them. It’s too dangerous, I knew you being friends with beans was a bad idea” Dream looked down and walked back to his room flopping on his bed. Now the thing was Sapnap and bad were coming over to visit George in about a week, but he had told the he was busy he wanted to tell them so bad but knew he couldn’t. Then he got another text from George. He didn’t look at it instead opting to cry himself to sleep again.

The next day he checked what George had texted him.

“Dream please I won’t tell anyone, I’ll just leave food out I won’t bother you or anything, I won’t hurt your family.” at this point he knew George was deeply sorry for scaring him. But he couldn’t confront him about it. His parents would kill him if they knew he had been caught and didn’t tell them.

It was time to get more food he really didn’t want to, as he knew this time he wouldn’t get away from George. He got ready and said his goodbyes to his parents as he headed out, knowing this might be the last time he sees them. Once he was on the counter, he saw another plate of food. He looked to see if George’s phone was there this time, it wasn’t. he still hesitantly walked toward the plate and hosted himself onto it. He began stuffing food into the bag once done he was getting ready to carry it back home when he felt like someone was looking at him. He turned around to see George standing at the entrance to the kitchen, he felt fear course though him as he expected George to try and grab him, but he didn’t move. George just stood there staring at Dream, neither of them knew what to do. George then spoke up.

“uh, hi Dream.” He said waving. Dream took a step back, out of instinct. This small action made George frown slightly. Dream stared at George he knew deep down that he wouldn’t hurt him, but part of him was absolutely petrified. There was a long moment of silence between them. Then George cleared his throat.

“so, can I uh, get closer?” George went to take a step forward, Dream backed up. His brain was fighting with itself; he was friends with George, but he couldn’t get over the fact that he was human. George immediately stopped as he saw Dream back up.

“sorry, we can talk at this distance if that’s what your more comfortable with.”  Dream shook his head causing George to raise a brow.

“y-you can come closer” Dream instantly regretted his words as he saw George get to the point where his shadow was looming over him. Dream had to fight every instinct in him telling him to run.

“h-hey are you oaky? I can go back.” Dream was so focused on not running he hadn’t notice that he was shaking.

“n-no it’s fine” he was looking down as to not scare himself from the sight of how tall George was.

“you sure? I can leave, pretend this didn’t happen.” Dream closed his eyes and looked up feeling his heart race even at the idea of looking at George. Just the thought of George being able to kill him with a single finger. It terrified him but he opened his eye looking at Georges face that was filled with sadness.

“I-I’m fine, I’m fine, you won’t hurt me.” Dream said to himself, but George clearly heard it. Goerge then crouched down so he was eye level with Dream, George crossed his arms over the counter and rested his head in them. This made Dream feel a little less afraid as he was now eye level with George. Dream then set the bag of food on the ground, still feeling fear he took a step forward which seemed to shock George as his eyes went wide. Dream froze again as George moved his hand to cup it around him. He felt heat wafting off George’s hand but took deep breaths trying to keep calm. Dream then reaches out a hand placing it on George’s index finger feeling the warm flesh under his hand, the finger twitched a bit at his touch. He pulled his hand away.

“so, uh, what are you exactly?” George asked, Dream knew this was coming as he sighed.

“well, I’m something called a borrower, we’re just like humans, just, smaller” dream put on the best smile he could muster right now even though George couldn’t see his face.

“where do you live?” Dream looked down; he really didn’t want to answer these questions, but he was afraid if he didn’t George would hurt him until he did.

“under the floor.” Dream said.

“how do you talk to us if you’re so small?”

“I borrowed some beans phones and built myself a computer with them.” George seems a bit baffled that Dream had built a computer, but he seemed interested in something else as well.

“what’s a bean?” Dream pointed to George.

“you are, well, that’s what we call you.” George seemed just as curious as a little child now.

“also, aren’t you just stealing? You know if you keep it and never return it?” Dream was insulted.

“no, we only take what Beans don’t use, like food scraps, paper clips, old batteries. The phones I borrowed were old and the bean never used them anymore.” George responded with an ‘ah.’

“so that’s where my paper clips went.” George said in a mocking tone. Dream laughed nervously.

“yeah, I use them as a hook to get around.” George raised a brow. Dream then pulled his hook out with a rope (yarn) attached to it holding it up to George. He squinted at it with a ‘huh.’ George seemed to have an endless number of questions.

“so, why do you wear a mask?” Dream looked down he was nervous of George judging him for his appearance. He slowly took the mask off George smiled at seeing his face.

“your cute” George immediately got red as he said that, so did Dream.

“well, I just mean you look nice, yeah you look nice.” George was really flustered blushing to no end. Dream blinked a bit before pulling the mask back over his face.

“sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” George said looking away from Dream for a moment.

“it’s okay George, now, can I ask you a question?” George smiled and nodded.

“so, as you probably know I live with my parents and younger sister, but the problem is that they don’t know that I’ve been caught, and I need you to not, bring it up if were on a call.” George looked confused.

“so, you don’t want me to bring up the fact that that you’re a borrower while were in a call?” Dream nodded. George responded with an ‘okay.’

“you promise not to tell anyone about me, right?” Dream was nervous as he awaited Georges responds.

“yes, Dream I promise.” This helped him relax a bit feeling more comfortable with the fact that George wouldn’t tell anyone. There was a moment of comfortable silence between them, then Dream spoke up.

“I need to head back home, they’ll get suspicious if I stay any longer.” George pulled his hand away and pushed himself off the counter.

“so, talk to you soon I guess.”

“yeah soon.”

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No Face, part 1

part 2  

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You really want to know why Dream hid his face? Well, that was because he was a borrower. so, what’s a borrower? Well, a borrower is basically a small human they look exactly like use just, smaller. Dream was an interesting case as he had borrowed multiple beans phones and had been able to build his own computer and get it working on human software, which honestly was a miracle. Dream had used the computer to get access to both games and the internet which he then used it to make a YouTube channel, where he had made friends with a few beans, though they could never know what he was. Dream lives in his small home under the floorboards with his parents and his younger sister Drista. The house he lived in was his best friends Georges house which once he realized that he kind of had a mental break down. Knowing that you were so close to your friend, but they had no idea you were there. Dream was a reckless borrower he would often take unnecessary risks, like jumping off tables and counters or borrowing during the daytime. He was more in shape then Drista, so, he did all the borrowing also because she was too young, and his parents were getting older, so they weren’t as agile as he was.

   Dream had just gotten off a call with George and Sapnap he texted them a bit after even saying maybe they could meet up soon. His friends were ecstatic at the thought of finally meeting Dream in person.

 He was now getting ready to go on a borrowing trip. Dream needed to get food, he hadn’t gone borrowing in about a week and they were getting low. He was walking through the tunnels to the kitchen he walked out onto the counter, when he saw a plate of food sitting out, he knew it was probably a trap, but He hesitantly walled toward the plate it had crackers, gapes, bits of cereal a bunch of stuff. Once he was at the edge of the plate, he looked around thinking he might be being recorded. That’s when he saw it, Georges Phone, recording him. He felt his blood go cold; George was watching him. How did he know he was going to be here? He had been so carful! Then it hit him he had taken a paperclip from George’s desk along with a battery he must have noticed. Dream was so lost in his thought he didn’t hear the door to Georges room open. he felt the vibration of footsteps as he froze knowing George was coming to the kitchen to get him. He looked the entrance to the kitchen seeing George walk in. Dream was snapped out of it as the light flicked on, George looked right at him.

“Dream?” was all George said then Dream bolted. He ran toward the wall at lightning speed, blood pumping in his ear so loud that he could not hear what George was saying. He didn’t want to look behind himself he didn’t want to see the giant hand coming toward him, but he did and regretted it instantly as he saw George’s hand reaching for him. He panicked as the hand got closer and closer, he quickly pulled his needle out of his cloths and stabbed George’s hand. George shrieked with pain pulling his hand away. Dream took the moment to sprint for the hole in the wall he was so close to safety. Then he heard George yell

“Dream, wait!” it shook him to his core, as the voice was so loud, he had to cover his ears. He was only a few inches from the hole in the wall ‘so close’ was all he could think as he then went to run again, seeing safety inches from him, he ran faster than he thought possible. He lunged for the hole in the wall hiding in the tunnel that led back home he saw one of Georges fingers squeeze through the hole right next to him. He slowly scooted away from it as he felt his chest heave with fear. Then George spoke up.

“Dream please, I won’t hurt you I promise.” George seemed desperate. Dream thought on it for a moment, before saying something.

“leave, please, don’t hurt me” George then retracted his hand, Dream sighed in relief. he knew he couldn’t leave without the food; his family would know he had been caught if he came back with nothing. He waited and listened as George’s footsteps left the room. He then peaked out to check If George had actually left the room. He had, so Dream took a step out of the wall again, seeing that Georges phone was gone. He walked back over to the plate of food quickly climbing on it and shoving as much food in his bag as possible. He slung the bag over his shoulder, looking to the hallway feeling a little bad for George, I mean how you feel if the first time you meet you friend, they ran from you? Dream ignored his guilt for the time being. He walked back into the wall and toward home. Once home he helped his parents put the food away though he didn’t really say anything to them. Once done he quickly went to his room seeing that he had a missed call from George. His heart sank as he listened to the message he had been sent.

“Dream, I’m sorry, please come back, I didn’t mean to scare you. I didn’t know you were the one taking my stuff.” Dream was about to cry he knew what would happen now that George knew, he’d have to leave. He just hoped George wouldn’t tell anyone. His family didn’t know that he’d been caught but they’d find out eventually. He turned his computer off and laid in bed crying until he fell asleep.