Golden hour (Dnf)

10- Yellow

So I was listening to 'yellow' by coldplay while i wrote this. 10/10 would recommend listening to it while reading this ngl.

---------- Georges pov----------

I couldn't stop admiring Clays beauty in the golden sun. The way the light hit his face was so beautiful. I can't stop myself from being in love with him. I stared at his freckles and the way the wind moved his fluffy blonde hair.

He started to move

His eyes opened and adjusted to the gold sunlight and then he turned to me sitting up to see me better, he stared deeply into my eyes as his smile grew wider and wider. He broke our silence "You know what?"  "Yes?"  "Fuck it" he grinned "Wha-" He cupped my face and pulled my face to his and closed the distance between our lips, I felt utterly complete. Like any wound I had ever had was healed, I felt like nothing could ever hurt me again, like a missing piece of me had been returned, I felt like I was falling, so safe, so so in love. 

He pulled away and spoke again "Georgie do you know how much I love you?" My face went hot. When he saw he pressed his lips against mine once more, I pulled away this time. "Clay, I could never begin describe the love I feel for you. Just please don't leave me again." He pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh trust me I don't plan on it" 

Then we laid in the flower field for a while, we were wrapped around each other and I was so happy to be back in his arms. I could hear his slow and steady heart beat. "I missed cuddling with you my prince." I hummed moving myself up so my face was in the crook of his neck, his hand was playing with my hair. If anyone interrupts this I might stab them. I've been waiting too long.  

Eventually I fell asleep and woke up when Clay started to carry me back towards the castle. "Mornin sleepy head, we need to cross the river." "Okay but don't fall this time." After he put me down I rubbed the scar next to his right eye, he laughed as he walked across the log. "Come on Georgieee" As I started to cross my foot slightly slipped on the wet log but Clay caught me, it looked like we were doing the tango and he had just dipped me. He pulled me up and kissed me on the nose "Now whose the one falling?" I wiped his kiss off my nose in return of that comment, "OH YOU DID NOT!" He picked me up of the ground and started walking. I kicked like a little child "Clay put me down!!" "Take it back then meanie." "Fine! but put me down first." As he put me down I stood on my tiptoes to peck him on the nose but before doing so I started to run and said "You gotta catch me first though!" 

I heard him start to die of laughter as I started running through the woods "OH GEORGEEE CMEREEEEE" damn hes so fast- It was hard to escape him for a while but then I realized he had stopped chasing me. His wounds.. right.. 

I walked back over to him as I saw him trying to stop his leg from bleeding out any more. "Oh goodness I'm sorry I shouldn't have made you run.." "Oh shush I would have ended up running anyways at some point, its fun chasing you."

DU DU DU DU

"Well we really need to get you back to the castle to patch you up properly." I started to grab his hand to pull him there but he stood still and crossed his arms. "You're forgetting something Georgie" He couldn't keep his straight face as he started to laugh at his own stupidity, I walked over to him to peck him on the nose, shit why am I so short. "Clay c-could you uhm lean down... I can't reach.." *WhEEEZEEEEE* "HEY DO YOU WANT A KISS OR NOT?" He tried to control his laughter as he bent down, allowing me to kiss him on the nose, "shortie" 

"Clay I don't have to help you with your wounds" "I mean I've lived with em this long" he shrugged "CLAY. NO. We have to patch them up." He smirked. shit 

"You're so easy to mess with Georgie" He interlocked his fingers with mine as we made our way to the castle. 

When we arrived we were met with my parents. "Dream! You're back! Thank god!" My mother exclaimed pulling him into a hug, I find it funny how she knew who he was even without his helmet on. I mean I wouldn't be holding hands with anyone else so it does make sense. 

"Well you should thank your son actually.." My father smiled at me and then Clay, he spoke "But we should defiantly thank you for being their for our son, he missed you for so long you know, you're all he's talked about for the past 14 years.. And especially these past few weeks. We want you to know, that if you wish to be together that is fine. I don't believe in the whole ' A prince has to marry a princess thing anyways' " Clays face was very red which I found hilarious. Talk of marriage always made him nervous. "Y-yes of course thank you sir.."

My parents just stared at us as if we were at the alter getting married right now, we weren't even officially together yet.. 

"Lets go patch you up.." I had to get the red faced boy away from my staring parents. 

When we got to the medical area we were met with the nicest person I know his name is Darryl but he usually goes by 'bad' kinda ironic. He was talking to his very close "friend" Zak. 

"Dream!! You're finally here! I've been waiting to patch you up!" Then he had realized Clay wasn't wearing his helmet. "Oh Dream you're very handsome!" I saw Zaks face drop. I wanted to laugh but I managed to keep it in. 

We were there for a while as Bad took care of all of CLays wounds, he said it would take a few weeks for them all to heal. But I was just happy he was alive. 

"Alright! You're all good! Just come back here frequently so I can change out your gauze and such, okay?" "Sounds great thank you bad." Clay looked over to Zak and then back to Bad and raised his eyebrows, making Bads face turn a million shades of red before he quiclkly turned around. We both laughed as we walked away. 

~time skippp (like a week)~ 

I laid my bed completely attached around my beautiful boyfriend. His face wasn't all beat up anymore, the bruises on his face were gone, and cuts were healed and only about 2 slightly scared his face but they were small. The bigger cuts on his body weren't completely healed yet but they were getting there.

Life is perfect right now. But I know perfect things don't last. I knew that for sure when I saw another note slide under my door. I slipped out of Clays arms to quickly read it. It only had one sentence. 

Ready for round two?

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(1.2k words) wowie cliffhanger crazy 

this isnt going to be a total repeat of before btw that would be tooo boring 

but thats all the info you get for now

good night ilyy