a.m.o.c // dreamnotfound

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"Oh no way!" Clay said as he started rushing

"You already said yes!" George argued as he followed Clay down the stairs

"I don't care! I wasn't listening. I was distracted!" Clay argued back as he rushed into the living room, George still lingering behind

"Distracted by what?!"

Clay quickly spun around and glanced back down at George's shirt and back at his face.
"Put a better shirt on."

"What's wrong with this one?" George questioned as he looked down at it

"Its tight." Clay said before moving and sitting on George's couch

George chuckled and looked back down at his shirt before his eyes widened

"You got distracted because of my shirt!"

Clay quickly stood up and looked back at George
"No I didn't!"

"Admit it! You got distracted because of my body you weirdo!"

"If I admit it will you change it?"

"Hm. Yes."

"Fine I was bu-"

"Weirdo!!" George yelled before sitting on the couch

"You said you would change out of it!"

"You lied so I lied." George smirked

Clay sighed before sitting on the couch next
to George

George giggled before scooting closer to Clay

Clay sighed and looked at George
"What?"

"Did you like what you saw?" George laughed as he spoke

Clay quickly gave George a dirty look and looked away from him
"You're so weird."

"I'm just kidding!" George laughed as he put his hand on Clay's arm in attempt to get Clay to look back at him

Clay looked back and squinted his eyes at George, making him laugh a bit

"You're acting like I'm gay Georgie." Clay laughed

George chuckled lightly as well before looked over out the window. He figured Clay wasn't into guys but hearing it be confirmed stuck with him. It almost. Hurt.

-

Clay stepped out of the unfamiliar shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, he ruffled his hair in the steamed mirror a bit before walking out into George's bedroom.

George was laying on his bed on his stomach, reading a book, his legs were up.

"I left my clothes in here."

George looked up and his eyes widened, once he felt the heat forming on his cheeks and. well. somewhere else. he quickly looked back down at his book and nodded

Clay slightly smirked and grabbed his clothes

"Like what you see Georgie?" Clay mocked before walking out of the room

George scoffed as his cheeks turned into a light pink color

-

"George hurry downstairs! You wanted to go to a club and I said yes and now we need to go!"

Clay was wearing tight jeans and a black leather jacket. He has a white shirt underneath with a necklace and a few rings

George rushed downstairs. He was wearing a tight pink shirt and a light jean jacket. Paired with light colored jeans that fit him tightly. He had pink glasses on the top of his head and a few gold accessories.

"You look so gay." Clay laughed before opening the door and walking out

"And what if I am?" George scoffed as he followed Clay closely behind and getting in his car

"Are you?" Clay asked as he started the car

George only nodded and Clay saw his answer out of the corner of his eye and only smiled. Saying nothing else he began to drive.

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