jenny // DreamNotFound

Goodnight Gogy, I love you

It was now 6:45 am. George had woken up very early, not on purpose of course, but his excitement from the night before was just impatient as he was. 

He stumbled into the kitchen to get water, taking a glance at the clock on the stove top. 

6:49, it read. "oh- it's early..." He mumbled rubbing his neck. "i could probably take a shower" He thought, walking into the hallway in a quite manner. He peaked into the blondes room to find he was soundly asleep, wrapped in the blanket. 

The small boy stared for a bit, admiring his features, he was quite the elegant sleeper. 

"mm." he hummed, lightly closing the door, and turning to go into the bathroom. He had shit the door, locking it, then turning the shower on. He got undressed and stepped inside, he was quite sad he didn't have the lavender smelling shampoo the blonde had. He had searched all over the place for it, but had to settle with using the one he always had. it was peach scented. He did like the smell, but after Oliver the smell started to grow bitter, but it'd have to do.

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After getting out and cleaning up, he had dressed in comfy sweats and a plain turtle neck sweater, it was cold in his apartment, and he had planned on watching tv instead of lounging around in his bed. 

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It was now 10:13, he had been watching tv for quite some time. Occasionally on his phone, it felt like time had gone by as slow as it possibly could. Until finally he hear foot steps stumble down the hall, and peak into the room.

Clay :).

"mm... why are you up so early.." he mumbled rubbing his eyes. "Clay- it isn't that early you goof. it's just 10" he says with a giggle, watching the tall male stumble over to him, and onto the couch beside him.

"ughhhh time zones is kicking my ass." He said with a stretch, tilting his head back into the couch cushion. 

"I bet" he said with a smile, hands in his lap, invested in every word the boy had to say.

Clay had sat up and wandered into the kitchen to get water, grabbing a cup and standing at the fridge. "sooo... would you want to go do something today??" he announced, fumbling with his fingers. "I was thinking me and you could go explore town, eat, maybe watch a movie of some sort?" He hummed as he looked up at Clay.

God, he looked so stunning when he was tired. His hair was messy, his gaze was soft, and he was careful with what he did. 

"Yea! I think that'd be-" He yawned,"-Fun!" The brunette had been trailing off in his own thoughts until the Blonde had spoken, now refocusing his attention. "oh- kay cool!!" he said with a sweet smile, as he watched the boy then take a sip of his water. "then get ready! let's leave!" The brit had said standing up. "ughhh okayyy fine georgie" he whined, as he smiled at the brit and walked back down the hall into his room.

his smile.

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Clay had now came out of his room, He was wearing a light gray pair of sweats, and a very soft colored long sleeve. It was so simple, yet he suited it so well. His hair was still messy, but George didn't mind it that way.

"Okay George, where do you wanna go first?" He said running a hand through his hair. ".. oh! uhm, i was thinking we could drive around town? Find somewhere to eat maybe, i'm not sure!" He said standing next to the tall boy. "mkay! sounds fine... but i'm driving!" he said placing a hand on the brits head, and messing his hair up. 

George groans, as he follows behind the boy on his way to his car. "Keys!" He states, as the brunette chucks the keys to the boy. They both get in the car, Clay starts it immediately, seemingly excited to spend the day with the small brit.