He's My Photographer | DNF FanFiction | Kylsxi

~ EXTRA LONG CHAPTER ~

George laughs, as he's being chased around by Clay around a kids playground.

It's been 4 years and the two are still the same.

Both 22 now and well George, he was a bit hesitant, marriage has been on his mind lately and he's wondering if Clay might ever propose to him.

"You look stupid just standing there!" Clay yells from a short distance.

He slightly shakes his head, immediately catching back on with reality.

"Hey, you okay?" Clay asks, jogging up towards him.

"Yeah" George smiles.

"You're lying, c'mon tell me what's up" Clay says, taking him by the waist.

"Are you ever going to propose to me...?" George says, hesitantly.

Clay chuckles.

"I'm here still trying to figure out if you're ready, I've already gotten yours and my parents approval...I'm just...you know...waiting for the right time" Clay smiles, pulling him into his chest.

"Clay...it's been 4 years...I want to get married..." He says still a bit hesitant.

"Oh?" Clay smirks at him.

George nods at him.

"Do you trust me?" Clay asks.

"Y-yes" he replies.

"Here, put this on" Clay says, taking out a black eye mask.

"Why?" George asks yet proceeds to do so.

"You can trust me, I promise I won't lead you into a pond or anything" Clay chuckles.

"I don't trust you, now that you mention that" George replies.

"You want me to carry you instead?" Clay asks with a smile.

"Yeah, so if you ever try pushing me off of you, your coming in with me as well" George smirks.

"Once again, I'm not pushing you into a pond!" Clay laughs, taking George into his arms.

He starts walking towards something.

"Where are we going..." George asks.

"Somewhere special!" Clay replies.

"Oh Clay, I cannot trust you one bit in this" George replies hesitantly.

"You'll be fine darling" he replies.

After a minute or two of walking, Clay comes to a stop.

"Alright, I need you to stay still" Clay smiles, putting him down.

"Why am I scared" George chuckles.

He hears footsteps coming and going.

Silence, yet he heard birds flying above him.

"You can take it off" a different voice calls.

George slowly took off his blindfold and sees Wilbur in front of him, holding a sign and a rose.

He's on a bridge...surrounded by so much nature.
Beautiful blossoms spreading everywhere, the lake under us was full of amazing looking fish.

"What the fuck is this?" George laughs.

Wilbur smiles and hands him the rose.

"Read the sign, dumbass" Wilbur smirks.

George rolls his eyes and looks down.