✮-loop-✮ // DNF

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Clay opened the door to his room, it was very pretty. He had light green on 2 sides and on the other 2 sides was white. He has a massive king sized bed, he was pretty sure it was. He had a whole gaming PC set up and everything. George kind of dreamed of this before, but he didn't mention anything about it.

He patted the bed so George could sit down next to him.

"So George, what do you wanna do?" Clay smiled.

kiss "I don't know movie?" George stuttered while fiddling with his fingers.

"Yeah, um sure. Horror?" Clay asked with a big smile on his face.

George hated horror movies, but if he got scared he might be able to cuddle with Clay. He nodded and they both lay down on Clay's bed. George took out his teddy out of his bag and hugged it. Clay noticed and smirked. He started clicking on some horror movies. In the end, he chose probably one of the scariest ones.

"Wait, I'm going to grab some popcorn." George nodded. He picked up his teddy and started stroking the head of it. He put it back on the side of him.
George couldn't believe he was falling for Clay, after a DAY. I mean he didn't mind but a DAY!

Clay came back with a massive bowl of popcorn, slightly salted. He handed George the bowl while he sat down himself. George started shivering, he felt the little goose bumps for in his bare arms.

"Hey, are cold?" Clay asked George.

"Not really." George faked smiled. Clay knew he was lying. Instead of grabbing fluffy blankets to give to George, Clay put his arm around his neck and put him closer. He didn't want to make it seem to awkward but he felt comfortable. George was flustered, he loved every single second of Clay cuddling him. Maybe he did like him..

A few minutes have past, and George is already horrified, so tempted to leave the room. But he cant. He's realised that Clay has fallen asleep in his arms. George cant help but get even closer. He didn't know what Clay thought of him, but he didn't care right now. He was cuddling him falling asleep in his arms.

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Clay woke up in the middle of the night, about 3:47am. He realised George was in his arms. He didn't know what to do so he just took his arms of him. He couldn't even remember how he got into that position. He slowly got out of his bed and stumbled into the bathroom. It was a mess. He was a mess. 

Puffy eyes, red. Messy hair, and greasy hair. He couldn't stand looking at himself anymore in that state, so he got undressed and went into the shower. Grabbing the bottle of shampoo, he started slowly massaging his hair while the shampoo was forming foam in his hair. He was it all of and cleaned the rest of himself up. 

Then, he realised he didn't bring any clothes. Clay quickly put on a towel up to his v-line and tiptoed over to his room. He totally forgot George was in his room sleeping. He grabbed a hoodie and jeans. He slid this towel down from his waist, revealing his body. 

Without realising, George had woken up. He was shocked about what was going on. Clay was standing there back to him, naked. He slowly put his head back onto the pillow without making a sound. Then he started moving around showing Clay that he's 'awake'.

He let out a little scream and quickly changed. The scream made George sit up fast. He looked over and Clay was just standing in his jeans with no shirt.

"Shi- I'm sorry I forgot you were here." Clay started blushing while putting on his hoodie. George laughed and put his head back onto the pillow. He fell asleep in a blink. Clay got back into the bed falling back to sleep in his uncomfortable jeans.

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George woke up remembering nothing from yesterday. He looked over to the side to see if Clay was there. He wasn't. George started to panic for a second. He ran out of the room hearing the floor creak. Rushing downstairs, he saw Clay sitting at the table with his sister. George was in pure embarrassment, he made such a scene.

"S-sorry." He stuttered trying to hide.

"Its okay don't worry come eat with us." Clay gave George a smile. He could hear Drista laughing in the back. Clay kicked her leg under the table and she stopped. George kept in his laughter and started eating thanking Clay. 

After finishing eating, George checked the time. It was 6:23am, he wanted to go to the rooftop with Clay and watch the sun. 

"Clay." George smiled.

"Yes George."

"Could we go to my house I want to show you something special." Clay nodded and smiled back. George rushed upstairs grabbing his things from Clay's room. He noticed that he was ready, he stood by the entrance fiddling with his car keys. George showed Clay where he lived. They had arrived to the apartment. Clay could see it was quite old and falling apart but he didn't say anything.

George grabbed Clay's wrist pulling him up the stairs to the very top. The whole way through, Clay couldn't stop smiling. They had reached the stop. Clay stared at George in shock of how beautiful the view is.

"O-omg whoa!"  Clay is still shocked.

"This is really pretty." He was tempted to say something else, but he didn't. For a minute or two he was just standing admiring the view. 

George couldn't help but stare at Clay while he was looking at the buildings and the lights from the roof. He snapped back into reality.

"So are you just gonna stand there, sit down." George gave Clay a little smile while taking out his teddy. He placed it in the middle of him and Clay and just sat watching the view. It was beautiful. You could only see darkness in the sky, but slowly started appearing orange stains. Like someone was painting the sky. It was relaxing, there could never be a better feeling than this.

George slowly stood up walking closer to the edge. Clay gave him a confused look, he actually seemed quite concerned when he noticed George walking closer to the edge of the top. The brunette turned around to clay and stuck out his arm. Clay grabbed it and George pulled him closer to the edge with him.

"What are you doing?" Clay's heart was beating so fast it could just fly out of him.

"Trust me." George smirked and stood on the half wall at the edge (idk what its called but its like one of those stone half walls usually at the end of rooftops if yk what I mean.) He pulled Clay with him to stand on it. If they took one more step that would be the end of them. George let go of Clay's arm. Trying to balance, he took out his arms like he was about to parachute down. He felt free. Nobody could interrupt, he was free. 

Clay copied what George did. He was more scared than George, none of them have done this before but it's the most relaxing thing ever. You could feel the breath of the wind flowing through your hair. 

Keeping balance was hard, but being free wasn't. And that was exactly the point. To be free, to feel free.