The Reveal - A Dreamnotfound fluff-fiction

Chapter 9: The confession

George was unable to sleep. Still feeling Clay's large hand that had grabbed his face and unable to get the memory of his voice from repeating in his mind. He heard a shuffling behind him and decided to flip around to look at Clay. He wasn't sleeping either. He was actually staring at George. George had to fight the overwhelming urge to kiss him right there and then.

"George?" Clay piped up, breaking the silence.

"Yes?" He replied.

"You know, I haven't told many people this except those I'm close with but I feel like you should know." He tried not to make eye contact with George. Clearly nervous to talk to him about this.

"Don't worry Clay, you can tell me anything." George said as sweet as he could.

"Well I'm- wait. What did you call me?" He asked, a smirk wrapping his lips.

"Oh. Is it okay if I call you that? I didn't know if-" George was interrupted.

"No it's fine. I just didn't expect it," he said chuckling. "I liked it." George suddenly began to feel the blush creep back onto his face. How did Clay always know what to say to get him wound up?

"Oh...uh...ok. What were you going to say?" George said, returning to a more serious tone.

"Well," Clay started, "I was going to tell you I'm bi."

"Thank you Clay, that must have taken a lot of courage to admit to me and I'm glad you trust me with that information." George gave him a sweet smile and then thought he might as well come clean too.

"Thanks George. I'm glad I could get it off my chest and out into the air," Clay spoke softly.

"I actually should tell you something too," returned George, swallowing his nerves. "I'm gay."

"Really? That's great George! Come here!" Clay couldn't hide the excitement he felt at George's words. He brought George in for a hug and squeezed him tightly.

They sat there for a while and then fell asleep in each other's arms.

They were happy.