The way we both fell for each other///DNF

Nights

Next days till party were pretty boring for George but nights? Oh, that was interesting.

Every night shift Clay would come to the library and pay him a visit. He liked that. Clay did seem like a nice person to get to know. Most of their conversations turned out like this:

"So, what book would you recommend tonight?"

"This one, real nice if you ask me."

"Thanks"

And then after few hours when the book was done:

"So, how was your shift today?"

"Good, about to walk home!"

"Need a ride?" 

"Nah, i'm good."

"Okay, if you say so"

And that was most of the little talks they had. Little did George know, Clay had fallen for him. He didn't read the books with full interest. Anytime he could, he would stare at the beautiful young male, who was only a year younger than him. So pretty and so fragile, he could never hurt someone like him. And those eyes. He could melt in them. Clay dreamed of the things they could do together. Walk in the park, kiss in the sunset, share a cotton candy after a theme park, he could hear those little noises when he would fuck him senseless, all those little things he could do to him. But did George fell the same? He was looking like a nice person after all to everyone.

Clay had fallen for him. So hard that now he was sitting and staring as the young boy would organize all the books. He did it so effortlessly and every time he reached up to get a book, his shirt would go up and expose a little part of his skin, his pale blank canvass.

George was the boy in Clays dreams. In reality, Clay was just sitting in a library at Wednesday night, at 12pm and simping over someone he could never get. 

That was the routine for them since the Monday.  Every day, even if it was three days, Clay would watch at him, simp at him,  do whatever he had to talk to the pretty guy.

He was so in love.