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tears. the only solution to your problems. was tears. hot liquid falling from your beautiful (e/c) eyes.

why? you might ask. well here's why.

•flashback to yesterday •

* bing*

"the hell?" you ask confused onto why your phone was ringing this early.

you check the time and see..

6:18 a.m.

then you remember. CLAYS COMING HOME.
he had previously been away on a family trip to Texas.

he was coming home today, you were excited.

clay was the type of person who's love was touch, even if you guys were strictly platonic he still loved you feelings were mutual between you too, you liked him as a friend, and he liked you as a friend.

nothing more.

he knew you had a boyfriend, when he saw you with bruises he thought they were just hickeys since you and your boyfriend ranboo were both 18, he didn't care what you guys did as long as you were happy and okay.

you were too scared to tell clay he was manipulative and abusive.

you click on the text after staring at the ceiling in your thoughts to see a text from clay:

clay:
i'm home vry cool open the door.

you:
k

you run downstairs and open up the door to see a very cold looking clay.

you almost immediately push him inside and swallow him in a hug.

your love language was touch as well so it was only right for you to hug him.

"i've missed you so much y/n" he says verge of tears.

"clay don't cry, i've missed you too, it's too quiet and i don't have my cuddle buddy" you say sadness in your voice.

"i would've expected you to be cuddling with ranboo not gonna lie" he says confused.

ranboo very rarely touched you if he did it was either just to get in your pants or to touch you in ways that made you uncomfortable.

"he was busy" you lie, clay noticed your lie and just decided to brush it off.

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