Trouvaille (Dreamnotfound Soulmate AU)

Chapter fourteen-Puzzle peices

The next morning Clay woke up alone. The spot next to him cold and empty. The blonde stood up, stretching. His body ached. sleeping in jeans was not comfortable. He grabbed a pair of sweats and closed the bathroom door, turning on the water. He stripped standing under the steaming water. he could stand there for hours. He turned the water off, drying himself off and and pulling the pants on. He grabbed a longsleeve from the pile of clean clothes on the floor. George had been nagging him to pick it up, but he couldnt care about it.
He walked down the hall, a nice smell coming from the kitchen.
He entered the room, seeing the source of the smell. George.
He walked over, sliding his arms around his waist from behind and kissing his neck softly.
The smaller boy laughed, kissing his forehead.
" morning love"
Clay merely groaned in response, nuzziling into georges shoulder.
" you smell nice"
The brit giggled.
" Thats not me its breakfast"
Clay sighed, pulling the brit closer so there was no space between then.
" You are my breakfast"
George held one of his hands, laying his head back a little. His face heated and he giggled nervously.
" go sit down will you"
Clay did as he was told, still only half awake.
A few minutes later a plate was set infront of him, and clay fought the urge to drool.
George had preformed magic. Not only had he made the most fluffiest looking pancakes, he had all the toppings clay liked best. it was amazing.
" George.."
Clay looked up, and once again he loved what he saw. George was smiling brightly, holding a purring patches.
" happy birthday baby!"
Clays heart exploded, and his eyes teared up. George immediatly was worried, putting patches down and wiping clays tears away.
" why are you crying! you dont like it?"
Clay shakes his head, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy, crying into his shoulder.
" i love you s-so much"
George smiled, rubbing clays back soothingly.
" i love you too.. Now eat!"
Clay chuckled, letting go of the brit and digging in.
it was the best thing ever. He sighed in delight, finishing it in five minutes. There was a gental nudge on his leg, and he reached down, gently petting patches.
" mornin baby girl"

He stood up, taking his plate to the sink. After he was done cleaning it he looked around for george, but he wasnt in the room. Clay went back down the hall, peeking into his bedroom. George wasnt there either. He grew concerned, he couldnt find him anywhere. He called out, but there was no reply.
suddenly there were hands on his eyes, blocking the world from veiw. He shreiked, jumping away from the stranger. There was a crash and someone burst out laughing. Clay whipped around, seeing george on the ground laughing his head off.
"Y-you  should have s-seen your f-face!"
Clay rolled his eyes playfully, pulling george to his feet. There was a loud bang on the door, and george looked at the clock, smiling.
" right on time"
Clay tilted his head, a questioning look on his face. George pushed him towards the door, giggling softly and walking into the bedroom.
The blonde opened the door, Eyes widening as he was tackled to the floor by the whole soccer team.
" BIG MAN-"
" Happy birthday muffin-"
" Happy birthday-"
"LET THE MAN BREATHE"
Nick was the loudest of all, pulling clay up. they all greeted clay, giving him presents.  Darryl gave him a giant creeper blanket, Skeppy providing matching pillows. Tommy, Will   and Dave gave him a soccer ball and his own personal uniform. Nick gave him a box of chocolate, and a sneaky box of... things. He thanked them all, leading them to the lounge.
They sat down,  nick to his left and fundy to his right. it was a tight fit, everyones legs pressed together to fit.
George walked in, greeting everyone and checking out clays presents. His eyebrow rose at nicks, but he didnt comment. He was about to sit on the edge of the couch when clay protested.
" george no"
George slowly stood back up, confused.
" ill just stand then..?"
Clay wheezed, before beckoning george over. George hesitently walked over, about to ask clay what he was doing. before he could even breathe out the words he was pulled down by his waist, until he was sitting on clays lap. His face flushed, and he covered his face with his hands. Everyone laughed, and clay hugged the smaller boy.
They all talked, basking in each others company. Soon george stood, grabbing his coat and the keys to clays car. Clay tried to protest, but nick and Darryl quickly shushed him.
Every one soon left except for Nick, but george did not return.
Clay sat nere the window, waiting for the familiar sound of the engine. Nick chuckled, patting him on the back.
" dont worry lover boy you'll see him soon."
" whats that supposed to mean?"
Nick smirked, shoving his hands into his pockets.
" i dont know, check your room"
Clay immediately jumped up, bolting to his bedroom. he opened the door, seeing a package on his bed. there was a note.
see you soon love. put this on :)
         -  george
Clay opened the package, eyes widening at the clothes in it. He went and put them on, admiring them in the bathroom mirror. George had gotten him  a nice pair of black jeans, and a button down green shirt. Clay had added his black suspenders, putting on his silver chain. George had a good fashion sense. Clay walked out of the room, And nick whooped in aproval.
" George is gonna be drooling for sure"
Clay chuckled, spinning in a circle. Nick opened the door, escorting him to his car. They got in, driving away. Soon they reached the bottom of a hill, and nick stopped. Clay looked around, looking for a sign of george.
nick pointed to the top, where a small light shone. Clay thanked him, quickly stepping out of the car and walking up the hill.
The sight amazed him, a small path leading to a large tree, covered in fairy lights, flowers of every color littering the ground. Clay walked closer, seeing a picnic spread out before him. It looked anazing. There was a cough from behind him. He turned, and everything melted away.
George was beautiful, he had a similiar outfit on to clay, except his shirt was blue, and he had a a choker on. Clay gulped, his fingers itching to hold him. He would love to just rip it all off him.
George smiled, walking up to clay.
" you look amzing"
Clay blushed, smiling.
" you look gorgous"
George giggled, grabbing clays hand and pulling him to the picnic. they sat, talking and laughing. The picnic was amazing, so many different foods, and george had even gotten wine. They soon finished, both packing up and enjoying the others company. Clay kept staring at the older boy. He looked amazing. George noticed clay looking, raising an eyebrow.
" yes?"
Clay moved in auto pilot, pulling george into his lap so he was stradling the blonde, gently pulling there faces together. There lips met, and they kissed.
George slid his hands into clays hair, pulling softly.
Clay layed his hands on georges waist, deepening the kiss. What started out as gentle soon became hot and heavy, both boys pulling at the other. Clay pulled at georges shirt, until he could slide his hands under the fabric, running his hands over georges cool skin. The brunette shivered, pulling away for a split second. Clay pulled him back in immediatly.
Clay flipped there positions, so that he was on top of george. He kissed down his jaw, looking for that sensitive spot. He kisses just between georges neck and shoulder, and the small boy let out a soft moan. Clay continued to tease the spot, leaving a mark. George bit his lip, trying and failing to stay quiet.
They kept going, cuaght up in the moment.
Clay ran his hand along goerges thigh, going to undo his belt.
There was squeek, and clay looked up to see a red faced george.
" C-clay, ive n-never done t-this before-"
He was shushed with a kiss from clay, who pulled him up and into his arms.
" its okay if your not ready.."
George smiled, hugging the younger boy. They kissed softly, and there was a small light in there laps. They pulled away, looking down. but the light was gone. Goerge gasped, and he looked up at clay.
" y-you dont think.."
But Clay wasnt listening. Too busy staring at his wrist. He slowly pulled the sleeve back, and george did the same.
They both sat silently, looking down at there wrists. A single tear dropped from Georges eye, and clay looked up.
" Clay.."
The blonde errupted into tears, picking the small boy up and spinning him around. They both laughed and cried.
Finally they calmed down, kissing each other softly, as their matching soulmate marks glowed.