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𝟱: 𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐓

% his chest expanded once more meaning that he was alive but still unconscious he felt air running across meaning that clay was swinging him out of the burning building. After a couple of minutes, he felt bumping and clays hand interlocked in his limp hand. The ambulance took him to the hospital where he stayed asleep for about 2 or 3 days

$ clay sat in the hospital room, tapping his foot anxiously. He kept glancing at George almost every 5 seconds, scared of if he was going to be in a coma for 5 years or something worse. * Hopefully I got there soon enough... * he thought.

% he blinked his eyes open to the blinding white lights of the hospital room feeling aches in his neck and a cut on his lip. He heard the beeping of his heart monitor and looked to see clay sitting there nervously " cl-clay?" He whispered, confused about what happened, he had never been in a hospital before

$ his headshot in the direction of George's voice and his eyes went wide with relief. "George.." he said in a soft tone, walking to George's hospital bed and taking his hand, interlocking their fingers. "how are you feeling? are you ok?" he asked gently

% he felt a weird sensation in his cheeks that was called blushing when their hands touched " m-my neck... hurts " he breathed, seeing bandages on clays shoulder " are you okay!? That...... seems like a pretty bad cut" he looked up at him worriedly

$ "yeah yeah I'm fine" he reassured him quickly, shaking his head. "I'm just worried about you.." he said in a quiet whisper, moving the strand of hair out of George's face. "Was it true what you sent me?" he asked after a small pause.

% he took a deep breath trying to remember the events of two days ago "oh uhm........ maybe" he squeaked scared of what he would say about it. * the things I do. I THOUGHT I WOULD BE DEAD FOR THIS CONVERSATION FVCKKKKKKKK*

$ A wide smile spread across Clay's face and his cheeks went a shade of pink. "well uh... I have a thing for you too.. for a while actually" he gave a small chuckle, glancing down at their interlocked hands and then at George's pretty different-colored eyes.

% "i-i figured heh" *it's not like I overthought it a million times over the span of two weeks * he felt his fluffy penguin on his arm and smiled about it, wondering who had retrieved it for him

$ he blushed a little and then gave a slight nod. "Yeah... I do like you, George, was that not obvious?" He asked with a small chuckle, rubbing his finger across George's knuckles and getting the idea to kiss George on the forehead gently. "I've liked you since sophomore year" he admitted in a whisper.

% "woah.... I liked you since the field trip " he stared into space realizing now that he had only made that move on him RIGHT after he said he was single 0-0 "are you sure you're okay?! your shoulder looks really bad"

$ "Yeah! George, I'm fine!!" he said again, nodding his head and trying to take the attention off the bandaged gash in his shoulder. "I swear I'm fine George, it's all bandaged up so we're fine.." he smiled, tilting his head to the side slightly and smiling down at him. "I'm fine"

% he decided to believe him as he hid his wide smile, fidgeting with the fur on his penguin plush with his other hand

$ he smiled and rubbed his thumb across his knuckles. "Also, I uh... I brought your penguin friend.." he said awkwardly, still smiling really wide and just happy that he got to hold George's hand.

% thank you. I missed him a lot " he smiled back up at him, debating something. he felt pain shoot through his neck, flinching his eyes a little

$ he was a little startled at his little flinch but tried not to freak out. "You okay?" He asked quickly, rubbing the top of George's hand with his thumbs and making sure he wasn't in too much pain.