- 𝐃𝐢𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 // 𝐃𝐧𝐟 -

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𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
- 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎

-fluff?
𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

1 month after

It's my first day back at George's. I'm surprised he still even cares about me. I recall the day that I got released from the hospital after the recovery. It was complete bliss. He ran up to me and that's when I got to embrace him for the first time in forever. I could've sworn my heart had skipped a beat. I got to see the light of day again. I got to see my light of day again.

Not a lot changed since I came back. Not much happened when I was unconscious either. I was stuck in the dark caverns of my headspace for so long; It was emotionless, cold and empty.

Everything was just, well, black. It felt like I was living in a world of eternal night. Neither the sun or the moon or any light source for that matter came no matter how high I had gotten my hopes up. It just felt like normal, it felt like I had just fallen asleep and woke up the next day like every other normal person.

The weeks flew by, the state of the world kept degrading; We're already passed the tipping point, where we've gone so far into climate problems that it is irreversible. Who am I kidding? Everyday the sky is tinted a smoky red, it's getting much warmer. People are dying.

I haven't heard from Bad either, back when we met we've been texting daily. I had genuinely considered him as a good friend of mine. All my chances of communicating with him are gone, just like that. I hope he's okay, wherever he is. I hope he finds whatever he's looking for.

I force my messy, crowded train of thoughts to stop; All but one.

"I-I love you, please... w-wake up."

A saying that has consumed my mind entirely. It hurts. It hurts to question if he really said it or if it was all in my head. I feel like I should ask him about it but at the same time I could risk losing him forever. Though I've been asleep for a long period of time, he didn't seem to love me any less. I noticed his little glances. I've noticed how he smiles at me.

He's gotten fucked me up in the head, for sure.

George looks at me from across the table, looking away as soon as he realises that I was looking back. I could read all the nervousness on his face as he fidgeted with his hands. I could tell he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Clay." The brunette says, sounding aloof.

"Everything okay?" I respond in an empathic manner, trying to keep my cool as if his anxious energy had transferred over to me.

He stutters with his words.

"F-Forget it."

He gets up and rushes elsewhere around the house. I hide back in my own head, feeling at fault. I thought he was going to say it. I knew he was going to say it. If I was going to have that one special person in my life right now, it'd be him.

There was no way my fate had entangled with his just for nothing. To say that I liked him was the epitome of an understatement.

If I wanted him so badly I'd have to get him.

I get out of my chair and go upstairs to find George. He's only ever been in the house, never far. He's where I had suspected him to be. In the bedroom. When either of us get upset or angry, where we unwind is here.

The sunlight bled through the window panes, outlining the side of his face. His unsteady breathing already shows me that he was crying. I carefully approach him as if he was going to leave if he saw me there; But he didn't. He continued to softly weep, covering his face with his hands.

"George, it's okay." I wrap my arm around his shoulder. It simply didn't feel like enough. The utter urge to kiss him all better was just as strong as my fears of getting rejected. He removes his palms from his eyes, revealing the same sad glistening brown. My heart was racing. It was like in that moment time froze. I looked at him, he looked at me.

My lips yearned to connect with his.

Our faces were only centimetres away.

He was so close but so far.

Before it even happened, before I could savour his taste. He pulled away.

"Please excuse me."

George swiped off a tear from his damp cheek, emerging from his spot on the bed. Without even thinking, I grabbed his hand. His teary eyes widened and his face turned red. I couldn't bring myself to let go.

"Stay.."

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A/N: Hello!! Sorry for the inactivity recently :) I'd say its mainly because of my wellbeing, school and other events in my day to day life, etc. I'm trying to get back into writing more and finishing this book as soon as I can.

Other than this, I have plans for new books in the future that I am looking forward to write!! wish you all the best :D