Would You Kill For Love? (dnf)

9-Citrus and Cinnamon

Tw: Death, mentions of poison

{ Clay's POV }

The house was quite modern, blues, whites, grays, light greys, and blacks inside. The walls were white with black counters and on the couch, that was grey, had small and medium light blue fluff pillows. It was a nice house. I saw George looking at me, expectantly, waiting for me to say something. A small smile spread across my face when I looked at George's eyes, waiting for my opinion "I like it, it's really nice." I said, looking at him before looking back at the room. I looked back to George and saw him with a huge smile, causing my small smile growing.

"That's good, I'm happy you like it." George said happily, looking at the room with a smile on his face. After a second of silence George grabbed my hand and led me upstairs "W-Whoa! George where are you taking me!" I exclaimed, practically being dragged by George, which was honestly surprising considering that someone that was 5'9 was dragging someone that was 6'3. "My bedroom!" George yelled back happily "W-What!?" I cried out, my face flushing "Wha- Dream you pervert not like that!" George shirked, suddenly pausing his movements in front of a door, and turned to me face red and then crossed his arms "I didn't mean it like that." George said, looking into my eyes. "Well! You said it was weird!" I said back, defending myself. I smirked and decided to add onto my defending statement "Maybe you're the pervert Georgie." I said confidently "I-! Ugh, whatever idiot. Just shut up and go." George said, opening his door and pushing me in.

I allowed him to push me into the room, laughing. The room was a medium sized room and different shades of blue, a computer in the left corner and on the right across from George's computer was a George's bed. The bed was a good size, enough to fix two people, the bed had small and big fluffy pillows on it, around maybe 6 pillows which honestly didn't surprise me since George was a pretty cuddly person, others would find that annoying but me? I loved it. There was a huge light blue fluff blanket on the bed, the bed was also accompanied by a white headboard. To put it simple, it looked amazingly comfy "Soooo? What do you thinkkkk?" George asked, causing me to look at George and I smiled lightly "It's nice George, comfortable bed huh?" I questioned, chuckling a little. "Don't judge, it's comfortable and cuddly." George stated, crossing his arms and fake pouting grinned, a plan igniting into my mind "Aww even more cuddly than me? I guess I'm not good enough to be your cuddle buddy then." I said, fake pouting as well.

George looked at me with an angry, pink tinted face "I didn't say that! You're a good cuddle buddy." George said,  mumbling the last part enough for himself to hear,  but obliviously failing "Oh yeah? I'm a good cuddle buddy? How so?" I questioned smirking. George's pink face was now turning redder by the second "Well uhm... well you talk to me, uh you're w-warm, you're um...have strong arms. Uh I'm going to stop now, this is so embarrassing." I chuckled at George's words as George put his hands over his eyes, covering his face. I quietly went behind George and wrapped my arms around his waist causing him to yelp quietly and move his hands from his face, looking up at me. The sight was adorable. George looked up with big brown eyes that looked like they were practically sparkling, pale skin now bright red, and beautiful soft lips slightly parted "U-um what are you doing?" George questioned, stuttering and looking at me confused. I smiled "I'm hugging you." I said vaguely "Well yeah obviously..." George said trailing away from his sentence. I smiled, turning me and George around causing George to squeak from the sudden action, I then started to walk backwards bringing me and George to where George's bed was and flopped down onto the bed causing George to lay on top of my chest looking up at the ceiling "DREAM!" George shrieked.

I chuckled at the response as George squirmed in my arms, trying to move from my grasp "Dream, let me go!" George whined in my arms, falling limp "Mmmmm, nope. I like where you are." I said, George looked up at me with an angry glare as I looked down and looked at him with a satisfied face, George sighed and turned in my arms so his face was buried in my shirt and his hand was on my chest. The position felt inmate, like we were a couple, I didn't mind the position much. After a while of being in the position I heard small snores coming from the beautiful brunet, I smiled and wiggled out from the bottom of him and then picked him up bridal style, putting him in a more comfortable position and covering him with the blanket. I got into the bed and cuddled up to George with a small happy smile on my face, I sighed in content and soon I fell asleep holding my beautiful brunet.