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93. apologize

Clay POV

Dad was gone all day and he probably just came back when we already were asleep. The next morning I woke up at 10am to see George sleeping peacefully in my arms next to me. I gently stroked his hair and looked thoughtfully at the ceiling.
'Maybe I should give my father a second chance. Maybe I should be glad he apologized in the first place and tried. Besides, I had George and nothing could be worse than losing him. My dad could say what he wanted, as long as I had George everything was fine ... right?', went through my head.

I thought a few times about what my father had said to me, but I kept coming to the conclusion that I hated him and I didn't want to change that decision. I was about to give him a chance and try to make up with him. Better late than never, right? But I wasn't about to forget what he'd done to me.

A short time later, George also woke up and stretched. With a sweet, big smile, he rolled over on his stomach and looked up at me.
"Hey."
"Hey", I giggled in respond.
"Since when are you awake?", he yawned.
"Not long. Maybe 15 minutes."
"Okay", George sighed, resting his head on my chest.

"Hey, your birthday is in less than a week. You have any wishes?", I eventually asked when it came up to my mind.
"I never celebrated my birthday before. My parents always just left a cupcake with a cute candle on the kitchen table before they went to work. Gifts always were just little things....except one time. They surprised me to my 16th birthday with a pc they had saved money for. That was cool", George said.
"So, you wanna do anything?", I looked down to him.

"Hmm, nah. I'd like to stay home with you", George smiled.
"Are you sure? We could do anything if you want to", I grinned.
"No, it's fine", he giggled, "I just want to spend a lazy day with you in bed please."
"Are you really sure?"
"Yes", George laughed, cuddling closer to me.
"Not even sex?", I raised my eyebrows.
"Well, I didn't say anything about that", he also raised his eyebrows.
"Okay", I smiled, looking away.

With a cute giggle George snuggled his head on my chest and hugged me tightly. I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and hugged him back, stroking his arm.
"Hey, what about your dad by the way?", I eventually heard from George.
"Well, I think I'm gonna talk to him today. Let's see what he wants", I answered.
"You want to talk alone or-"
"No, be with me."
"Okay", he smiled.

After a few minutes we got up and went to brush our teeth. Then we changed clothes, George, as always, looked for a hoodie from my closet. It was so cute. He looked so pretty in my clothes and whenever he gave them to me in the evening and they didn't have to go into the laundry, they smelled like him and I loved that.

"Good morning", my dad smiled at us when we came downstairs to get breakfast.
"Hey", I said expressionless with my arm around Georges shoulders.
"I made scrambled eggs", he smiled weakly. He really looked at me like his glance would apologize the whole time.
"Thank you", George smiled back and went to the table where the egg was.
"Thanks", I said, still expressionless, and followed my boyfriend.

"Hey Clay, I gotta tell you something", Dad eventually came over to us. Without saying a word I just looked up to him, chewing the scrambled eggs in my mouth.
"Your mom will be home today", he said.
"Mom? And?", I swallowed the food and stared at my father.
"The doctors said that she's fine and doesn't need to stay in the institution anymore", he smiled weakly.
"That's great", I lifted the corners of my mouth slightly.

"I'm looking forward to get to know her", George said, happily eating his eggs. I loved his positive character. He would make everything better and easier if I made up with my parents.
"Hey George", dad eventually sat down next to George and my glance stared at them attentively.
"Yeah?", George looked at him, raising his eyebrows.
"I know we didn't have such a great start, but I just wanted to thank you", my father smiled slightly.
"Thank me?", George asked confused.

"For being with my son. You're a nice guy and I shouldn't've judged you before I even got to know you. You must know, my parents were homophobic and they made me feel so disgusted that loving your own gender is unnatural and disgusting, but ...", he paused for a second, looking down, "...I think there is a time to change that opinion now. I wanted to change our family so we can be a happy family again and the first step to that should be accepting my son for his sexuality. I know he doesn't want to talk to me and I completely understand that, but I know that he listens to you. I think you really like each other and-"

"Love each other", I interrupted him before pushing another fork with egg in my mouth.
"Love...each other", my dad clenched his teeth, looking over to me, "...and I just want Clay to be happy. I was an asshole, I know that. I could tell you everything I thought over the time and how I came to the decision to change, but you both are probably not interested in that. Please just know that I did and I'm begging my son for another chance. I can't fix what I did, but I can be better now."

I no longer knew whether he was still talking to George or to me by now. Maybe to both of us in general.
"He will give you another chance, just....give him some time", George smiled weakly at him. I just didn't say anything and continued eating, listening to them.

"When will mom be here?", I eventually asked when my plate was empty.
"In about 4 hours I think", Dad said who had gotten up and just came back from the kitchen with a glass of orange juice.

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