George is a secret agent that is assigned the task of protecting the Prince, Clay. But what happens when Prince Clay seems to take a liking in George? Will it make George's job harder or easier? Will Clay's attraction to George interfere with a cer...
Heyo! Here are photos of what George will look like. Once again you'll know what they are when you keep reading! I sadly must say this is probably the worst chapter I've ever made so, sorry :C. Enjoy anyway!
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Artist: eylül 🍂 (On Twitter)
Word Count: 1010
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George POV:
I'm once again woken up with a soft voice and gentle hands shaking me awake for the second time. It's like an alarm clock but much nicer. 'I could get used to this.' Niki woke me up earlier than Karl today because I need to get ready for school. She also informed me that I would be eating breakfast with Dream, and that I should dress in my clothes first. I pick out a black spy suit that flares out at the neck. I'm supposed to be a spy so why not dress like one?
When I'm done changing I quietly make my way out of the room and close the door with a quiet click. 'I really hope that didn't wake Karl up!' I tiptoed my way down the grand staircase trying to be as quiet as I can. I continue walking to the kitchen until I'm met with those familiar emerald eyes that I could stare into all day. The temptation to just not say a word and just admire the features of Dream. His faint freckles and his blonde hair that has a couple streaks of brown in it. But at last, I'm his bodyguard. I shouldn't be thinking of him this way.
"Good morning your highness."
I say bowing down quickly.
He looks at me funny.
"Why are you wearing?"
"Excuse me?"
I say looking around.
What's wrong with my outfit?
"You look like a secret agent!"
He deadpans.
I'm so confused right now.
"Am I not?"
"You cannot go to school like that. Fuck breakfast. Come on, we're going to my sisters!"
"Wait, I, wha-"
I get cut off by him pulling my arm and leading me up the stairs. What did I get myself into? Everything just happened so quick, and I'm still hungry!
After a long walk later we arrive at a door. Dream opens the door to show the little girl with braids reading a book on her bed.
"What's up big bro!"
Dream clears his throat.
"As you know, this is Agent 404, my bodyguard, and uhm, as you can see he could use a little help blending in..."
I ignore the comment and bow to Drista.
"Pleasure to meet you Princess."
"Yeeaah, you got a point. He's kind of stiff."
"Ok seriously, what's wrong with my clothes!"
"Umm, nothing. Just come in here, we're probably the same size. Come on! This is going to be fun!"
"What!"
That's the only thing I can say before getting pushed in the the bedroom by Dream and being pulled by my collar by Drista. She sits me down in a chair and slams the door.
"Get ready for the best makeover of your life!"
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Dream POV:
'Why is it taking forever!'
How long does it take to change! At this rate we're going to be late for school. I even finished eating my breakfast and they're still not done! I occasionally knocked on the door just to make sure that Drista wasn't doing to much or annoying George.
Then finally, they were done. Drista wanted to do a whole ass grand reveal but I told her we didn't have time for that. So she just introduced George quickly.
"Introducing, the one, the only! The extravagant-"
"Drista hurry up we're going to be late for school!"
"Dang, no need to be rude!"
She clears her throat and starts again.
"Now as I was saying before I got RUDLY interrupted... Introducing, the man of the hour, GEORGE!"
George shyly walked out of the bedroom and my jaw dropped. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. George looked like he had come out of a movie! I noticed every detail. Every little freckle that was pasted on his face. His slightly highlighted cheekbones that glistened in the light. And last but not least his plumped lips. Just the right color, not too much red and not too much pink. 'Oh what I would give to lay my lips on his. Wait. What? Do I like George? I can't like my bodyguard! But I can't get rid of my feelings.'
So now I have to live knowing the fact that someone I can never have is out there in the world. Just great. And out of all people it's my bodyguard. But even though there's something I can never have I should still enjoy the moment and make memories.
I feel a hand on my chin bringing it up and closing my mouth. I look down to see the brunette looking straight up at me.
"If you keep your mouth open you're going to start drooling at this point."
George gently brings his hand down and walks off into the endless halls making his way down the stairs. Drista smirks at me and I flip her off starting to follow George eventually meeting him at the stairs.
"Ermm, do you like it?"
"You look-"
'Beautiful, like a goddess, like you just fell from heaven, pretty, cute, attractive, handsome, jaw-dropping.'
That's what I wanted to say, but in reality all I said was-
"You look great!"
"Whatever you say your highness."
I turn away and cross my arms shaking my head until I hear a giggle. 'Is that George?' I turn around to face him with a surprised expression on my face.
"What?"
He asks.
"You- You just laughed!"
His mouth turns into an 'O' shape and he quickly goes back to being formal.
"No I didn't."
George says stiffly almost breaking into another giggle.
"I know what I heard!"
I start jumping up and down running in circles. George covers his face and laughs. I shift my gaze to see him once again.
"You did it again! MY BODYGUARD HAS FEELINGS!"
George fixes his posture while I just stare at him smiling. He clears his throat and goes back to being as stiff as possible.
"You said we were late to school right. We should get going."
"Sir yes sir!"
I position myself as straight as possible and salute to George.
