Together at once!

|Waddle|

The waves crashed up on the beach as the moonlight danced in the ripples..

The wind whistling in his ear, sending shocks of goosebumps down his body...

The beautiful bright sand getting drowned but he bubbly waves of the ocean..

The beautiful nature, life smell of the air..

The darkness above- the unknown of what's out there in the deep dark sea, the dark night covering the ocean. The only light being their moonlight...

"Dream?"

The blond boy staring off into the sea, hands on his pockets and his back slightly arched. He turned his head, trying to speak but nothing came out. A slightly smaller man, brunet, brown eyes that you could easily get lost in, pale skin that glowed with the moon. It was George. He couldn't fight back his smile.

"You okay?" George asked, the British in his accent really standing out. He stepped closer to the non speaking blond. He nodded his head as he still couldn't speak.

"The waves are beautiful.." George said, turning to the ocean with a smile, Clay nodded, wrapping his arm around George's shoulder and pulling him into a side hug. Clays exact though being-

'Not as beautiful as you babe~'

He noticed George nuzzling into his side, hiding his face. Clay Hooke this fingers under his chin and lifted his head. The smaller was blushing. But why?

"I think your wrong there Dream."

He was so confused, tilting his to the side, signaling he was confused. George lightly giggled sending shivers down Clays spine. George leaned his head against Clays shoulder.

"I love you.."

Clay chuckled. He turned his body and pulled George into an actual hug. Swaying side to side before Clays eyes shot open and his vision grew blurry, the sound of a knife.

He slowly pulled back, looking down at George who had a sad but evil look on his face. Clay looked down, he placed his hand on his stomach, removing to see the blood that drizzled down onto the beautiful sand. George's hand slightly shaky. Clay gave George a sad look...

"I'm sorry..."

Clay say up gasping. Legs slightly spread out and hands holding his up. George rolled over and propped himself up. He rubbed his eye before speaking.

"Hey..wot's wrong?"

Clay held his hand over his heart before looking at George. He let out a sigh of relief before pulling George into a kiss. George immediately climbed onto his lap, legs on the outside of Clays.

They pulled back for air.

"Gonna tell me wot's wrong babe?" George asked, rubbing his thumbs on Clays cheeks. Clay but his lip before connecting their foreheads.

"I'm not sure you'd want to hear it.." Clay whispered, almost impossible to hear. George let his hand slide up into Clays messy nest, pushing back strands of lose hair with a smile.

"A nightmare?"

Clay lightly nodded, throwing his face into George's chest. George chuckled, rubbing clays back. Clay exhaled into his chest before George pushed his head back, he tilted his head up, George slid his thumb over his bottom lip staring directly at his lips. Clay smirked before letting it a tiny chuckle. George shook out of his trance smiling at Clay.

"How about you tell me in the morning?"

Clay nodded.

"Id prefer..?please?"