'Pitter patter, ✔️

The two were wrapped up in a blanket. The one who wasn't focused on watching a movie, forcefully by the older had looked up from his phone to the window seeing the bright shades of oranges and dark reds with hints of purple and yellow; a setting sun just above the horizon could be seen. The clouds floating around the colourful sky, gray ones further away and bright white ones closer up. He turned to look at the blond next to him, glacing to see what point of the movie he was in. His smile faultering when he saw a character, dead on the ground, looking up to see his best friend crying.

"Everyone cries when Cedric dies, i've watched this movie like 10 times? I cry every time." He giggled, the taller looked down, smiling slightly before directing his attetion back to the small screen the movie was playing on.
 
The brunet glanced at the blanket that was wrapped tightly around the couple, causing them to be snuggled up together. The colours were blended so perfectly it made the shorter smile. It looked as perfect as the boy next to him. The different shades of green and blue on the soft fabric. George glanced out the window once more before the sun set below the horizon line, lighting up the other parts of the world. He smiled as the light in the living room faded to just Clay's phone screen the world around him seemed to fade and all he could think about was the blond beside him.
 
The older wasn't sure how long he was zoned out for but he was pulled from his thoughts slowly to the sound of a voice, that honey sweet voice. "George." the taller of the two whispered before pointing towards the window and at the cloudy sky, covering the stars, the moon barely visible just slightly shining over the skyline. The window was covered in rain drops, the sound of them hitting it was calming, it was quiet. The world was quiet, the city lights all shut off as the world around them grew darker and darker as the clouds rolled in. The comfort from the presence of the other, as they sat in the dark room. 'Pitter patter,

He looked up at the younger and smiled, looking at his eyes, that somehow shined in the moonlight, the barely there moonlight that would not hit you unless you were in the perfect position. He smirked and cuddled closer into the other and sigh falling from his lips and a smile finding its way to both boys' faces. "This feels like a movie," the younger whispered; the older smiled thinking up a response before saying it. "One where theres no script." His mind drifted through thoughts. "Maybe a book, one where the author winged it." the brunet smiled. "If this is a book," the blonde started, before looking down and planting a small kiss on the shorters forehead. "I'm glad the author put you in my story." He finished staring at the older's eyes, the emotions flashing through them before they became unreadable with hundreds of words trying to be read. The brunet opened his mouth to speak before snapping it shut and thinking of a better response, taking careful consideration into his words as to not ruin the warm comfort they were in. Clay was okay with the silence, it gave him time to think. It wasn't an awkward silence either, it was comfortable, one where he wasn't thinking to get away from what was happening. He was pulled from the hallways of his mind to the sound of a deep breath.
 
"You okay?" He asked, concern laced his words. "Yeah, just." The other paused. "God, why are you so kind?" He sighed quietly, a small laugh causing him to look up. "Why are you so adorable?" The brunets face lit up, red, burrying his face into the tallers shoulder. A smile forcing its way onto his face. "I love you." Even though it was practically silent, the younger picked up on it and smiled. "I love you too." He replied, returning how quiet it was.
 
The older smiled, taking a deep breath and mumbling something incoherent before sleep overtook his mind and his eyes grew heavy. His breathing evened out and with the ability to relax now knowing the other was asleep, floating through dreamland. The taller fell asleep, peacefully, hoping to relive this moment for years over again..

The end :]

A/n : As someone who never cried when Cedric died, I was just taking what other people has done. I don't know of people actually cried when it was so clear he was going to. I cried more whem Hermione was being tortured then I did when anybody died, and shes a main character so she wouldn't have died, and even so, she'd had ended up fine in the end probably.

Anyway, guess what? I was lying in my a/n in the last book I posted, not really I got to about it today. I have a bunch of final projects being done this month and like one or two tests. Neither of which I need to study for but the final projects are gonna take up a shit ton of my time. So I might be less active for a while. Everything else I said was and still is correct.

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