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1 🐝 I met a boy

George's POV : going to Britton

George is on his way to his new headquarters, where his new assassin job will be waiting for him. And maybe something else.

*toot toot* "LAST CALL FOR TRAIN 69" the voice booms over the speakers as I hand my ticket to the man. I enter the train cart, I see a really cute boy in the cart next to me, I guess I'll never see him again so I head on in and sit down next to him.

At first the boy seemed confused as who sat next to him as he probably paid for a private carriage. But I then looked at him in the eyes and we made eye contact. And his face seemed to rest as we started gazed into one another's eyes.

"Uhm- d-do I know you?" The boy said obviously flustered and confused, a bright crimson blush spreading onto his cheeks.

"Sorry to just bust in on your carriage like this, but I just had to say hi to the cute boy next door" I say ad I giggle slightly, and glance back up at him.

"Oh... haha it's okay I'll enjoy the company" the boy says as he turns away trying to hide his blush. I smile at how flustered he got so easily, I can't say I'm any better though.

I'm not normally this forward and confident with my sexuality such as talking to a cute boy, I've been closeted to my family since I found out I was gay. It took me a while to get used to my feelings and actually face how I am and who I am and I'm happy for once, I mean I'm sitting in a train carriage with a really hot guy on my way to an assassins hideout! I'm lowkey living the life, I'm still single though. But I mean who said I can't enjoy his company for now? Oh wait, no one did. So let's see how far I can push him.

I sit there on my phone for a little while before I tried anything. We sat in a very comfortable silence, all you could hear was the chatting around us in different carts, the small sound of passing cars, trees, the odd baby crying, staff pushing carts of food and drinks around the train. It was peaceful and nice.
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Clays POV:

I enter my carriage and take a seat. The ticket lady comes around and asks for my ticket, I hand it to her and she leaves. I hear footsteps approaching my carriage, I think nothing of it because I didn't think I was going to have to share a carriage.

I see a normal hight person with brown fluffy hair perfectly framing their skin, as they slowly walk in my carriage. I think 'oh they are the person I'll share a carriage with' as they would sit across from me...

But they sat next to me. I looked at them as they looked at me and we made eye contact, it was one of the cutest, most gorgeous boys I've ever seen, he had one brown and one blue eye and his hair was perfect for his face as he had light freckles like mine sprinkled over his cheeks and nose, and his lips were a adorable peach shade with perfect indents where he would smile.

He was fucking gorgeous and I couldn't believe he sat next to me. I mean GAY PANIC MUCH. He seemed so calm, I was a little jittery due to the fact I was on my way to see something about a relocation of my job, as an assassin. But this boy was so cute and perfect I felt relaxed in his presence, and he is a complete stranger. Maybe I can get his number. 

My mind was clouded with unspeakable thoughts as I stuttered on my words. "Uhm- d-do I know you?" I say as I feel my cheeks burn up, I NEVER get like this with ANYONE and I'm normally never nervous or really feel anything, I mean that's kinda my job as an assassin but oh well.

"Sorry to just bust in on your carriage like this, but I just had to say hi to the cute boy next door"  he says with a giggle and he glances back up at me in the process.  Me... cute? Has he looked in a mirror!? He called me cute... Uhm WHAT DO I RESPOND WITH!??