DNF Oneshots

Streaming (lime)

Set day: December 23rd, 2021

Clay was in the middle of a manhunt stream. George was sitting outside his bedroom door, listening to his voice. He softly knocked on the door, then heard Clay exclaim "Hold a sec, chat." George cracked open the door and looked at Clay's face. God, he looks so pretty, George thought. He walked over to Clay, and planted himself down in the blonde's lap. "Do you need something?" Clay cooed. "Cuddles." George insisted. "Fine, but I'm going to unmute." Clay kissed George's head, then pressed a button and started talking to chat. "Hey, I'm back!" The chat was flooding with messages of 'where were you' and what happened?' Clay took these messages into knowledge, and just responded with "Uhm- my food got here." George started to doze off to the sound of Clay's voice. He lay there, curled up into a ball.                           

                                                                            ~~~~~THE NEXT DAY~~~~

George blinked open his eyes, and sat up in bed. He slid off his soft, blue duvet and put on his slippers. He stretched his arms out to the ceiling, not even close to touching it. He was short. He always admitted it, but then everyone else pointed it out. He had just gotten used to it. He opened his bedroom door and walked to the kitchen. He smelled a heavenly aroma, but he couldn't quite identify what the smell was. He saw Clay standing in front of the counter, spreading jam on a piece of toasted bread. When George was touching distance from Clay, he flung his arms around the blonde's waist. "Good morning," Clay said. George loved the softness of Clay's voice, and how it was so smooth and clearly spoken. "Good morning." George yawned and stretched out his arms, again. "Can you grab forks?" Clay requested. "On it." George said. He opened a drawer and grabbed two silver forks. Then he walked over to the table and placed the forks down, one at each spot and collapsed onto a chair. Shortly after, Clay walked over the table and placed the plates of food similarly to the way the brunette did. George was so hungry that he started eating his food immediately. Clay was a really good cook.

370 words. Wow thats not a lot smh, but uhm its good for now lmfao ANYWAYS pls leave me some suggestions bcs i have writers block rn and it sucks