Homeless Transgender [DNF]

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READERS POV

"This is tiny! How did you manage to get this off and on?" Drista was shocked "it was always a struggle then i kinda just gave up and stopped taking it off" the boy sighed

"Ok well now we have to clean your cuts and bruises" Clay said sitting infront of the couch. He pointed at the seat infront of him, signaling George to sit

He opened the rubbing alcohol, tipping a small amount onto a cotton pad. The blonde boy gently put his hand on George's waist and looked up "am i allowed to put my hand here? I just need to keep you still" he asked, not wanting to cross boundaries.

George slightly nodded, before freezing up at a stinging feeling just under his ribs

immediatly wimpering and jolting away, causing Clay to move his hands "im sorry, could you try staying still please though?" The taller asked

"Mhm" George hummed, tears pricking his eyes from the stinging feeling. Afew minutes pass by and Clay is now bandaging the bruises on his arms.

"All done! Do you want some clothes? Its pretty cold and your sitting there shirtless" he chuckled, causing George to giggle.

(A/N i only now realize that Drista and Lani arent there- they went back upstairs to finish their nails)

"Yes please it is kinda cold" the shorter managed to get out between giggles.
Clay held out his hand, George happily taking it as they walked upstairs to Clays bedroom

"What type of clothes would you like? Sweatpants? Shorts? T-shirt? Jumper?"
The blonde asked while searching his wardrobe "just some sweatpants and a hoodie please"

Clay continued searching until he pulled out the requested clothing items, grey sweatpants and an oversized green hoodie with a black smile on the front

"Do you want me to leave while you change?" Once again, he didnt want to cross boundaries
"You can stay if you want, but please look away" Clay stayed, turning around and covering his eyes to ensure George that he wasnt looking

Afew minutes passed and Clay got tapped on the shoulder "ok do you want food now?" He asked

George felt a rush of panic go through his body, one thing he knew but never admitted, was he had an eating disorder, causing him to never like eating, purge his insides out after eating anything, and give away any food he got givin.

Thats why he was so thin, he hasnt eaten anything filling in almost 2 weeks.
"George? Are you ok? your crying"
Clay was waving his hand infront of the shorters face "hm? Oh yeah just uhhh- i feel a little uneasy and i didnt know i was crying i just zoned out sorry"

"Oh ok, do you just want to sleep instead?" Clay asked. Of course he knew the bruinette didnt want to eat for some reason but he didnt want to make him uncomfortable.

"Sure, but i dont want to sleep alone though" George was hesitant but still said, and Clay offerd to sleep in the same bed.

The shorter agreed after more hesitation. Clay led them to the bed, climbing on and patting the spot next to him for George.

"Can i hug you?" he stuttered and once again, was hesitant. "Of course, come here" The blonde spoke softly.

Another few minutes passed and they drifted into a peacful sleep, still tightly embracing eachother

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WC: 572