Isolated - DNF

The walk

Author note I just want to say I know this story is kind of boring I am trying to make it more interesting for everyone reading sorry :]

As we walked out the elevator leaving the apartment complex we reached the main road I looked over to clay as he was just now putting his phone away why is he being so weird what did I do

The truth was is that George had done absolutely nothing it was just clay he couldn't comprehend why he acted like that when all George did was move his hand away from the door he couldn't possibly like him he already told himself it definitely wasn't that at the end of the day he is straight and so is George they have been mates for years just like him and sapnap

Clay convinced himself he must be touched deprived he couldn't understand how in such a small amount of time sure you would expect it every once in a while he did have girls over tho to solve that when he was in America not serious tho more like a hook up and then not talk again

But he can't do that here sure he could find a girl in England but one were in a lockdown in a pandemic two I live with my friends and it's disrespectful to George and third he didn't really want girls at the moment he had been more comfortable alone and with George and uh obviously sapnap and Karl and quackity

Clay hello CLAY! as clay was snapped from his trace the smaller brunette was shouting him he gave him a apologetic look yeah sorry I zoned out aha no shit dumb ass anyways as I was saying if we walk down the road and turn the corner there is a gate we can jump and then there is a field and a big tree we can sit at I just thought it would be nice to get a lot of air yet be away from the people in London because one there not the most safe and I don't want you getting stabbed by a road man second obviously there from London half of them are not the most clean and they definitely have covid he let out a light laugh earning one from clay too

Sure I could love to go the field and tree to get air and not get corona virus or get stabbed by road men George

And with that they began walking down the dusk streets of London at 8pm in March passing people on the narrow roads making George and dream hold there breath and look away from there it had become a kind of game they was playing who could hold there breath the longest why walking past people on the streets then both laughing at each other and messing around before they reached the gate

Uhh we need to jump this you can go first and with that clay held onto it jumping over to the other side with little effort w- wait no don't leave me please how do I get over clay simply laughed at the boy below him as clay leaned over grabbing under George's arms and picking him up to get him over the gate without hurting himself CLAY put me downnn I asked you how to get over not to pick me up I am not a babyyyy if your not a baby Georgie then why do you act like one clay asked with a mocking pount face

Ugh clay whatever can you put me down now or what I mean George sure I was going to put you down two minutes ago but you one wrapped your legs around me so I can't put you down and two your trying to steel my body warmth like you are not in a massive Damn coat

Look clay~ it's not my fault you picked me up your warm and it's freezing outside so can you like put me down now I want to to the tree sure you little baby as he leaned down placing George back onto his feet

George started running making it to the tree in no time and flopping down under it leased up against the tree smiling from the depths of his large hood he waved clay to come over the best he could with his hands in the coat sleeves to keep all the body warmth possible

Clay then began running over to where George had lay down flopping down next to him laughing from where they were lay they could see the brightly lit buildings of central London and the bright differences coloured lights illuminating off into the sky

After they lay for a little while George stands running thru the muddy field as clay is rested up against the tree peacefully not a word escaping from his lips watching the smaller boy sprint thru the dusk view he had

George picked up a stick running back towards clay 'I was going to go further out but I got scared since were in London' clay just laughed at the boy 'so why did you get a stick' uhh I don't know actually so I can do this

Before clay can speak another word George had smacked clay lightly on the leg with the stick in his hand 'ow! GEORGE what was that for' I don't know I am bored

Clay stands helping himself up by leaning up against the tree George went to go swipe clay with the stick again but clay grabbed the stick just before impact

WHAT how! 'George I play manhunts with 20 year olds I have quick reflexes believe it or not

Clay then pulled the stick out of George's hand George began trying to grab the stick back from clay, clay looked back at George with an unimpressed look

Please give it back I won't hit you this time due to George's puppy eyes and the lack of anger in clay he gave in passing the stick back to George with a sigh of defeat

Clay began looking around as dark started submerging them 'we should pro- before clay could finish George had hit him in the back of the leg with the twig GEORGE

As clay turned back around to see the amused George he grabbed the stick throwing it back in it's original direction although it didn't go so far so much for being a minecraft YouTuber

George was about to run back to the stick before clay grabbed his arm spinning him back around hitting clay chest George couldn't even get a word out he was so shocked by the action heat engulfed him the cold March night standing no chance against his warm skin but he didn't need to clay had wrapped his arms around George stopping him from getting out clays grasp

Clay leaned down slightly to George's ear just enough for his words to be audible ' I don't think so' although George didn't think anything else could take him by shock this proved him wrong

He could hardly peace together a word nether move he was in pure shock

Clay just scoffed lifting George off the floor as they walked back over the gate they had recently had to climb over them self placing him over onto the concrete floor of the dusk street of London