sinner boy -dnf-

six

Sunday Morning..

I woke up and picked out some clothes. I got a white button up with some dress pants i had. Going out in style, yes.

Clay was still sleeping so i decided to get dressed in the room. i got on some pants and all i needed is to put on my shirt.

As i was buttoning my shirt i hear shuffling behind me. I turn around to see Clay staring at me, mouth hung. My face immediately turned red. "o-oh i'm sorry i thought you would still be sleeping" i said embarrassed.

"it's okay" Clay said still staring at me. "keep going" he smirked.

My eyes widen. What the hell does he mean by that? But, I continued to button my shirt while looking at him. Was it hot?

a bit.

I finished buttoning my shirt and quickly grabbed my bathroom stuff and ran out.

i ran to the bathroom door and closed it. My back hit the door and i fell to the ground. I sat on the floor for a minute questioning what the fuck just happened. He was staring at me, he told me to keep going.

i needed to get up and get ready, i stood up and did my routine like usual.

After doing that i walked back into the bed room to see clay dressed up. He was wearing a black button up shirt, not buttoned up all the way. left some room you know? he also was wearing black dress pants. His hair was slicked back as well. He looked..so god damn good. i have to admit it.

"george your staring~"

I snapped out of my thoughts and made eye contact with Clay. "sorry, my bad."

Clay laughed. "it's fine, i know i'm attractive."

"oh shut up!"

"you know it's true!"

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Church was about to start, pastor taken was up on his stage while me and Clay sat in the back behind the stage. It was just me and him too.

"you do this everytime?" i asked. Clay looked over at me. "well, yeah all i really do is sit here in silence and listen to my father"

"oh usually me and my father just sit up front. i would just sit in silence as well." i explained. "i never really liked church, i don't really believe in god if i'm going to be hones-" i stopped myself before continuing. "my apologies, i don't want to offend you."

i felt his hand being placed on my shoulder. "it's okay, to be honest. i'm confused about this whole religion thing myself."

i let out a shaky breath. "thank you for, telling me how you feel atleast" i gave him a smile.

He smiled back at me. "you look so god damn pretty when you smile."

My smile grew bigger in a second. "t-thank you.."

"you know, i have somewhere we can go." Clay placed his hand on my thigh.

"where?"

"somewhere in the church." Clay stood up and took my hand, i stood up as well and Clay began to take me down the hallway.

"clay what are we going to do."

"you'll like it, i promise."

After a minute we stopped at a room. Clay opened the door to reveal a room with another stage. In the back had the cross of jesus. I'm taking a guess this is just an extra room just incase.

Clay led me down to one of the seats.

They were sliced wood, i sat down and placed my hands on my thighs. Clay didn't sit though. He stood over me like some prey. His hand made its way to my hair and he started to play with it.

"oh the things i'm going to do to you."

i looked up at him confused, but i knew exactly what he meant.

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im so so sorry that this was short! next chapter will be longer i swear and spicy.

multitasking /j