oneshots // dnf

in a trance

clay's mind was spinning, going all over the places as his eyes locked upon the absolute beauty infront of him, not seeming to think about anything but him.

"clay?"

"yeah?"

"i was done taking off the shirts like- 3 minutes ago." the brunette broke off into a hearty laugh, the other seeming to be embarassed at the way he was confronted about staring.

"i mean... i can't help it, you know?" the blonde watched closely as a warm spread of blush broke out through the valley of the other's cheeks, bringing pigmentation to the imperfectly perfect scattered-out freckles that the smaller featured.

all the dainty details was so vivid, once again by the camera, pulling the blonde haired into a mad state, not seeming to focus entirely on anything else but him.

his freckles that were spread out perfectly unto his red pigmented cheeks, the break-out soon spreading as it showed how much in a heat wave the other was in, unconciously rambling about how hot he felt earlier, and the relief that came with the shirts being taken off.

his eyes that clay have seemed to drown into; he just cant get himself to ever stop staring, to stop adoring, the pulchritudinous sight he was given a chance to ever see.

he then adds up to his formerly sentence;

"you're just so... effortless."

the brunette furrowed his eyebrows as a chuckle accompanied it, ticking his head to the side; showing how he was utterly confused.

"you look pretty without trying, george." clay breathes, looking straight into his eyes as he noticed all about how george became flustered, waving his hands infront of the camera as he tried to laugh it off,

"i mean i try to believe it, but then you wouldn't really see their expression when they say it, so," george had said jokingly, the other obviously taking it seriously as he scrambled to attach his camera, clicking the camera icon on their discord vc to show george how sincere he actually was.

"i- what?" george was stunned, finally seeing the face to the person he had taken a liking for for years, becoming more flustered as he remembered that the response he had given was obviously supposed to be a joke.

"i'm serious, george," the other had said while looking straight into his camera, looking back at his screen to see the other's expression.

george's face was nothing but complete shock and flustered, he looked cute like that, as the other had thought

"well, i mean, for all these years of seeing nothing but that stupid picture of you with a crocodile, i- um.." the brunette had stuttered as he got a closer look into clay's features, his breath taken away at how beautiful the other looked.

"you're so pretty, george. and it would really do me best if i were to call you mine." the blonde sighed as he leaned back into his chair, relieved at the fact that he didn't stutter on his little confession.

"i... i think it would make me feel good too, but,"

clay's eyebrows came together as he fluttered his eye shut, bracing himself for the words about to spewed by the other, the words of reje-

"it wouldn't be too good for my health. i'd be getting asthma everytime, clay." george muttered out worriedly at first, but broke off into a chuckle as he had just made clay think he was going to reject the man of perfection himself.

the blonde clutched his chest in response as he let out a breathe he didn't know he was holding,

"jesus george, don't scare me like that baby."

george's laugh came to a halt as the word baby rolled off the blonde's tounge effortlessly, the taller smirking at the way he made the brunette a blushing mess with the one word that came along with his sentence.

george took a moment to breathe in as he replied,

"yes, clay, i'd like to be called yours too."

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all of this just bc of a shirt removing video 😩