✮-loop-✮ // DNF

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Soulmate.
What is a soulmate?

Someone who will always love you no matter what situation you are in.

Someone who will care for you and try to help you any time possible.

Someone who you feel deep connection with.

Someone who you are so in love with you can't express it with words.

There is no other proper love than with your soulmate.
A soulmate is someone that just gets you. It's a connection of minds, a mutual respect, an unconditional love and a total understanding. It's about being yourself and knowing, not only that person is following and understanding your thoughts, but is right there with you, side by side.
It doesn't matter what gender, race whatever they are.
Platonical or not.

They can still be your soulmate.

Someone who you deeply love and never will stop loving them.

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And Clay has already found his soulmate. And so has George. They both don't know it yet but they soon will find out that they belong together. Nothing will ever be able to stop there happiness from colliding together. It's what they both want but can't explain. Both of them want more than just friendship, more than best friends.

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(Play music now :)

A field. A beautiful field surrounded by sunflowers. In the distance you could spot the sun slowly falling down. A small crunch was heard. He looked around and all he saw was beauty, Clay. Nothing else could make him take his eyes of him. So perfect. He could stare at him all day with no hesitation. George wished a lot of things with Clay. (also George isn't colour blind in this story idk if I mentioned it before but just saying.)

Only knowing him for months, felt like years. Every memory he had with him always made him smile. No matter what type of memory it was, if it included Clay, he would be happy.

Running over to Clay in the distance through the field of sunflowers. George felt immaculate vibes. Exactly how he wants to live, with freedom. Leave everything he's scared of behind and move on. Clay turned over to George staring into his eyes making George blush.

"You know Clay, I don't remember waking up." George said smiling. He knew it was a dream but he wanted to make it feel real. Even though he knew it wouldn't ever be real. Unless.

"Me too Gogy." Clay smiled back at George.

Clay pulled out his hand to George and they both started walking further down through the field. George melted into Clay's touch. With fear of letting go, Clay let go of George's hand. They are now standing near the edge of a cliff together. Surrounded by it was a beautiful ocean, deep blue.

"This is so gorgeous." George said looking around amazed. 

"Not as gorgeous as you Gogy." Clay turned around staring at George. He looked at every inch of his body, up and down. He just admired what he saw. (no dick :) dw.) 

George looked over at Clay smiling. Both of them didn't want such a beautiful moment like this to end. Everything was so heart warming. Clay lifted George's chin up with his index finger. Both of there eyes locked up together. It feels so... real. Clay started leaning in and so did George. They both felt each others breaths on their faces. An inch away from touching, they still felt so much connection. 

George broke the distance kissing Clay. Even though it wasn't real, it felt like it was. Fireworks in their stomachs, filled with butterflies. Everything was so amazing. It was so enchanting.

 A few moments later, Clay pulled away still holding George's chin.

"George I love you.." Clay looked right into his eyes with deep connection.

"I love you too Clay." George pulled Clay into a hug burying his head into his chest. He was so comfy and safe to be around. Nothing would ever change George's mind, but he knew this was a dream and that it would never be real. He brushed those thoughts away and enjoyed the dream while it still lasted.

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"Y'all it's been 3 hours. Do we wake them up?" Tubbo asked.

"George can go home the nurse said so we should." Karl said with a giggle.

Tommy and Alex walked over to George and Clay. They both rubbed their hands rapidly and nodded at each other. They slapped them both on the faces.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" Clay screamed. He just woke up but he felt alive, but in pain.

Wilbur stood there laughing while Alex and Tommy ran out of the room.

"Who slapped me!" George signed.

"Alex... anyways you can go home the nurses said." George nodded while rubbing his check that had been slapped. Clay looked over at George smiling.

He wondered.
Does George remember the dream?
Did he even dream the same thing?

Everyone left the room leaving George to get ready to leave and change.

Clay was standing leaning against the wall tapping him foot. Around the corner he saw Tommy and Alex.

"Oh hell nah they are walking." Clay laughed. He slowly started walking up to them. He dragged them both to everyone else. He slapped them both and smiled.

"No problem." Clay gave them a sarcastic smile. Everyone else burst out laughing. Tommy and Alex gave him a dirty look.

George slowly opened the door. He was wearing grey sweatpants ( ik what yall thinkin.) and a light blue shirt. He slouched over to everyone following them to the cars. (keep in mind there are two separate cars.) Clay opened one of them and in it sat George, Niki, Darryl and Skeppy.

Clay started up the car and started driving with caution.

"So George how are you feeling?" Niki asked with a bright smile.

"I'm fine don't worry." George smiled back at Niki and then turned his head to Clay who was focused on the road.

He zoned out. He was thinking about the dream. How charming it was, everything about it was so heavenly. Thinking deeper and deeper into every single detail he remembered of the dream, he realised he was still staring at Clay's features.

Clay looked back at him giving him a bright smile George would never forget.

Those thoughts led George to overthink.

What if he will hate me
He might ditch me
What if I lose him
My best friend
My joy
He is the other half of me
It's what completes me. right?

Without even knowing, they had arrived.

"We are here!" Skeppy yelled.

George attempted to open the car door but Clay wouldn't let him.

"Wait George." Clay said walking over to George's door. He opened the door for George, laughing.

"Thank you mi amor." George blushed at his own words. He stepped out the car thanking Clay and going into the house.