Best Friend ~Dreamnotfound

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George was the first to wake up in the morning. He was still wrapped up in Clay's arms. His body was still used to the time zone in Florida, so he woke up at seven. He would wake up fairly late back at home. Clay had woken up a few minutes after George. 

"Did I wake you?" George whispers. 

"What time is is?" Clay asks.

"Seven." George checked his phone. 

"I usually wake up around this time." 

"How?" George giggles. 

"So I can talk to you." 

"Really?" 

"Mhm." 

Clay pulls George closer and nuzzles his head into George's neck. George smiles. Clay begins to leave kisses on George's neck. The brunet blushed. 

"I missed you." Clay talks lowly while sucking lightly. 

"I missed you, too. We should get up." 

"But I don't want to." Clay whines. "I just wanna lay here with you." 

"It feels like you're doing a little more than just laying." George smirks. 

"It's because I haven't been able to do this in so long." 

"We can later. Let's just get up, get dressed, and get breakfast." 

"Fine. Do you wanna go to the café that's near here?" 

"Sure." 

With that, they got up. Clay went to his bathroom to shower while George dug through his bags to find something to wear. He settled on black ripped jeans and a blue hoodie. He sprayed on his cologne, then put on his shoes. By the time he was done, Clay walked out of his bathroom with a towel around his waist. 

"That's a sight I can get used to seeing."

Clay just smirked and walked into his closet. When he walked out, George saw that Clay was practically matching him. He was wearing black jeans and a blue t-shirt. He was wearing white Adidas sneakers. 

"Ready?" 

"Mhm." 

Clay leads the way upstairs. When George goes outside, he's amazed. He wasn't able to see the outside of their house clearly because of how dark it was when he arrived. But when he saw how giant the house was, it led the brunet to wonder how spacious it was inside. He already knew how big Clay's room was, so he could only imagine the size of all the others. 

George walked over to Clay's truck and got in the passenger's side. Clay started the truck and pulled out of the driveway, heading to the café. The blond put his hand on George's thigh right away, causing the other to smile. 

About five minutes later, Clay pulls onto the side of the road. Both of the teenagers get out and Clay leads them into a small building. When they walk up to the counter, a nice younger lady takes their order. They both got what they would usually get in Florida. 

When they received their order after Clay paid, they walked over to a small booth and sat down. They stared at each other. It was nice, no, more than nice to see each other face-to-face again. George couldn't take his eyes off of Clay. His hair had grown out a lot since the last time they saw each other. It still looked adorable, though. 

"I love you." Clay broke the comfortable silence. 

"I love you." 

At the same time, the teens grabbed their muffins and took a bite. It felt amazing. It felt the complete opposite of the way Clay was feeling earlier. He felt dismay. He was scared that George wouldn't love him anymore because of the lack of responses he would give the brunet. But George confirmed the love and Clay felt happy.