Someone cares // No one cares part 2 || Dnf

21. cute

George POV

"Wait here, I'll be right back in a second", Clay pressed me on the couch and ran into the kitchen.
What, was he planning on giving me pork chop?
I giggled a bit at the thought of Clay reaching meat to me and saying "Merry Christmas"

...okay, the word "meat" could also be interpreted as...something else....moving on

I bobbed my legs up and down on my toes, tapping my thighs with my fingertips.
I was happy that Clay liked my present and hoped to be able to give him one many more years.

Hearing steps, I turned my head to the direction of the kitchen, seeing my boyfriend in the black short skirt walking around the corner.
Then I realized he was holding something big in his hands. A packaging. Carton.

"What?!", my eyes widened, mouth open.
Setting the box on the floor in front of me, he knelt down, grinning up at me.
"Merry Christmas, I knew you'd like it", his deep voice rang in my ears as I stared at the present.

"A second monitor???", I quickly got off the couch and sat next to Clay, in front of the packaging.
"Will be useful when streaming, won't it?", he raised his eyebrows.
"B- But I don't even know if people will watch-", I panicked at the thought of the waste of money this could've been for him.

"Shut up", he cut me off, "Who wouldn't want to watch you? Your beautiful voice, your surely amazing Minecraft skills, your handsome face if you decide to stream with facecam-"
He stopped and grabbed behind his back, holding a small packaging with a facecam picture on it when it came back into my sight.

"-I mean, who wouldn't literally fall for you, huh? Gosh, you're gonna have so many simps....I hope no one's gonna snatch you away from m-", he continued.
"I love you", I interrupted him with a tight hug.

"I love you more Georgie", he hugged back, giving me a soft kiss onto the skin of my neck.
"Oh, really, we don't have to go over that again, do we?", I pulled away, raising an eyebrow at him.
He just frowned confused, his hands on my shoulders.
"You know that I love you more, idiot. Don't try to fight with me over it again", I tilted my head slightly to the side, smirking at my boyfriend.

"Alright, wanna set it up?", he tried to distract, letting go of me and glancing at the monitor.
"Clay, that's really so fucking awesome and I love it,...but", I looked at him with a guilty expression, "That must've been expensive."
"Pff", he laughed lightly, "You think that's a problem for me?"

"Well....", I exhaled slowly.
"George, first of all, money is no problem for us at all, alright? And secondly...", he gave me a wholesome glare, "...It's kinda amazing, isn't it?" He nodded to the monitor.

I giggled before hugging him again.

We spent the next hour with setting up the second monitor, like connecting it to the computer and stuff. Clay had also bought a monitor mount with 2 arms, of course he did....

We had some fun while doing that. Sometimes something didn't work properly and we had to figure out what the problem was, in the end it just was because we forgot a stew or put the wrong cable into the wrong input.

Also, we both still had our skirts on 'cause like, we didn't change.
So, sometimes when I bent down for doing whatever, I either felt a slight slap on my butt, followed by some handsome guy grinning at me, or I'd feel two hands grabbing my waist and soft fabric getting pressed against my ass. Both made me either blush hard as fuck or roll my eyes in annoyance.

"I think that's it!", I put my hands on my hip, smiling broadly at my new setup.
"Ah, not exactly", Clay disappeared behind the door.
Gosh, what else had he bought????

The webcam was also already clamped to the monitor. It looked actually professional. The computer my parents had bought me back when I was alone and depressed and had no friends and stuff....ah, yes. Good memories.

Two monitors, different brands, but almost the same size, and the webcam on top of one of them. Then there was the mouse and keyboard. Just some black boring basic ones. But I didn't care at all how my setup looked, if it worked well, I was happy.

I had also planned to buy a new and better PC when I'd earn my own money. I mean, my current computer was good, my parents had put so much money together to buy it for me and I was still really thankful for that, but it just didn't change how they saw me now.

"Like, I don't know if it would've been necessary, but I just thought, like...I don't know. I saw it and just bought it", I suddenly heard Clay's voice, pulling my glare to the door.
He came in with another huge rectangular carton packaging in his hands.

"What the-", I raised my eyebrows, admiring the picture of the colourful keyboard and mouse.
(I don't know if I ever said it before, so I say it now. George is not colorblind in this fanfiction. Just so yk. Bc I think I've made him describe colours several times now :))

It looked way less boring than my current one and was...well, new. The mouse also had a really cool pattern, like lightning stripes or something. Different colours shone through the black keys and the space key had a line in the middle which also glowed in colours.

"That's so cool. I always found the colour glowing keyboards nice. Thank you!", I smiled broadly at my boyfriend.
"I'm glad then", he grinned back, putting the packaging on the floor.

So we then changed my old keyboard and mouse to the new ones and it immediately looked way cooler than before.
I turned on the computer again and opened Minecraft. I created a creative world and tried out the feeling with the mouse and keyboard. It just felt a bit different, not much, but of course it did. Every keyboard and mouse feels different.

"Hey, you wanna show me how you play? I've never watched you before", I suddenly heard Clay next to me who had put a chair to my left and put his chin on his palm, his elbow on the desk propping his arm up.
"You sure that you're interested in that?", I raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah!", he stared at me with an offended expression.

"Okay", I giggled, leaving the creative world and generating a survival world.
"So, I know that you have to beat the world and some bazes or endguys or however you called them help you with that", he glanced at the screen with a curious face.

'Cute', I thought and laughed quietly.

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