George is a 23 year old single father who lives alone with his 4 year old kid, Tommy.
Dream is a 24 year old mafia boss who kills for a living and makes a ton of money doing it.
"Hi I'm George, Tommy's dad. What are you doing with my kid?"
Clay's POV A/N - Thoughts Are Italicized ex. his name is George, he thought.
It was a Monday night, my day had already been horrible, and as I was about to leave work, my car wouldn't start. It was 11:00 pm and no car mechanic places were open or near, so I had no choice but to take the subway home. New York subways can be a scary place, especially at night, but I can manage.
As I walked onto the subway I instantly took notice of two people. A male, who seemed to be my age, who had fluffy dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was sitting with a kid around the age of three or four. I chose a seat across from them. It was late so it was surprising that the subway was this full. I pulled out my phone and started searching for the nearest car mechanics for tomorrow. I felt a tug on my sleeve. I put my phone by my pocket and looked to see who it was.
"Um hello," a high pitched voice spoke. I looked down to see the blonde haired boy staring up at me.
"Hello?" I spoke back.
"Your clothes are really nice and fancy. How did you get them?"
"These are my work clothes, kid. They're nothing too special"
"Where do you work!?" The kids eyes lit up with curiosity.
this kid is testing my patience
"How about you tell me where your mom is and I'll tell you about my work while I walk you there"
"A mom? I don't have a mom. I have an awesome dad though!"
"Well lead me to your dad then. I don't have all day."
And just as I said that he walked over to the man I had first noticed.
"Ta da! This is my dad!"
His dad turns to look at me.
"Hello? What are you doing with my kid?"
"Uh, I'm Clay. Your kid came up to me asking me about where I work and some other random shit. You should really teach him some manners. He won't get anywhere in life unless you do."
"Who are you telling me how to raise my kid? I'll raise him the way I want and you can mind your own fucking business." His voice raising slightly.
"Don't raise your voice at me. I can make your life a living hell if i wanted to." I whispered in his ear.
He rolled his eyes while his kid stared at me in disbelief. I walked back to my seat only to find out that my phone is missing. I looked over to the brown haired boy to see him lecturing his kid for wandering off.
"Fuck.." I whispered under my breath.
Five minutes later the subway came to a halt at my stop and I stormed out. I couldn't wait to get out of that shit hole. As I walked home to my mansion, I slammed the door in frustration and stormed to my room. One of my maids gently opened the door.
"Are you alright, sir?" She asked.
"I'm fine Niki, just had a rough day. Could you order a new phone for me?"
"Of course. Is there anything you would like for dinner?"
"I don't need anything. It's already late so I should go to bed."
"Are you sure? Our finest chefs could make you something."
"No Niki, it's fine. I'm going to bed now."
Though I couldn't fall asleep at all. All i could think about was the brown haired boy I met today. Why am i feeling like this? My whole life I had never liked a boy, or ever thought about being gay, but this one is different. For fucks sake, I only met him today and all we did was argue about his dumbass kid.
That night was a sleepless night. In the morning, I sluggishly got up and walked downstairs. It was a Tuesday so I had to go to work. My phone had arrived and was already set up for me by my maids. I texted my best friend, Nick.
⁉️ 🔪Sappy Nappy 🚽🧻
You: Yo Sap, my car broke down yesterday, so I'll be late to work. I'm keeping you in charge in the meantime.
⁉️🔪 : Ofc girlie 😫❤️
You: Alright, see you then.
I shut off my phone and walked to the subway. For some reason, I hoped to see the brown haired boy I saw yesterday. I walked in to see no one there but a mother and her two kids. She had white wavy hair. one of her sons had sunglasses and a black and white mask. The other one had fluffy brown hair and had- horns? The train stopped next to my work and I walked in to see that everything was WAY out of control. a single paper had fallen on the floor. How could they be so reckless and blind??! They had some explaining to do. So far this whole week has been a shit show.
A few hours later. I had finished all my work for the day. I left work early and took the subway home. As i stepped in I felt like there were eyes on me, and since I'm just the luckiest fucking person on earth, those sets of eyes belonged to the brown haired boy and his annoying ass kid. Just my luck.
I sat down, farther away from the brown haired boy and his blonde haired kid this time, and went on my phone to look at new cars. I had my eye on a particular Lamborghini. It was lime green and definitely my style.
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"Lime Green Lamborghini - 200,000$"
I'll get this one, I thought. Soon after, the blonde haired boy who's name I later found out was Tommy, jumped up on the seat next to me and looked at the car.
"Wow! you're going to buy that?! How can you afford that?!"
