Is This True Love? (DNF)

Chapter 77: Lunch

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Clay POV.

“I spoil him too much.” I spoke airily, looking over the food that I had gotten for him. Perhaps I had gotten too carried away in my search to find some nice food for George to try out, but I wanted him to have the opportunity to try the delicious foods that I was able to have throughout my entire life.

Sitting beside me was a box that was almost overfilled with different food. A box of chicken from KFC, burgers from Burger King, tacos from Chipotle and Taco Bell, just to name a few. It was late enough in the morning that I could get lunch, yet people would still be giving me looks when I ordered five different burgers from Burger King.

People also thankfully didn’t recognise me as I sat in the car with a mask on, feigning sick from Covid or the Flu or whatever. I didn't take out my fancy, well known car, and when I tipped I did it respectfully (not giving too much or too little). Nobody suspected anything and soon enough I was heading home.

The air was cold despite the bright sun and so I blasted the heaters as my car basically tore up the gravel on my way home. The temperature reminded me of the fact that it was nearly Christmas and so I should be organising a Christmas tree and some presents for my beloved.

I only had one problem, which was the fact that I didn't know what he'd want. I had tried with the picnic earlier today but he apparently didn't like or appreciate my hard work. The thought of his disrespect made my knuckles tighten on the wheel.

Nevertheless, I would make sure to get him something nice as an apology, just like how I was getting him all of this nice food to try as an apology right now. I continued thinking to myself as I turned into the driveway. The house was so big, but now I was going to share it with the man who I had loved since childhood.

I parked the car outside, not caring about returning it to the garage where I had gotten it from as I lifted the box loaded with hot food and carried it towards the front door. while balancing the box in one hand I unlocked the door, keeping the keys instead of repocketing them since I had a few more doors on the way I needed to unlock.

This was just paranoia, fear about the idea that he would end up leaving, especially after that random outburst that he had this morning. Alongside going out to get us a treat, and as an apology, this had been a chance for him to sit alone and calm down, go back to being the George that I knew and loved.

After unlocking three doors I finally was through the bedroom door, feeling a sense of pride as I noticed George curled up and comfortable on the bed. He was completely entranced with a video that he happened to be watching on the TV, and so as I shut and relocked the door behind me without a word so I didn’t bother him.

“I have to tell you something… you’ve been my best friend for a long time and I feel like I want you to be the first one to know.” My head cocked to the side in curiosity as I began to approach, watching what he was watching and much to my surprise it was him.
“You can tell me anything Karl.” His voice ran through my ears like honey.

The taller of the two brunette’s looked away, seeming bashful as he thought of what it was that he wanted to say. They were sitting in Karl’s house, well the one that his grandmother owned that he had been living in for the past few months. Karl continued to fidget with his fingers, showing his anxiousness about whatever topic he was going to bring up.

George watched the footage intently, as though he was experiencing this for the first time, when he had lived it. I had experienced this interaction myself multiple times, finding it a ‘comfort clip’ that I rewatched often, knowing the conversation word for word. The movements that he made, every twitch of his facial feature.

“Well I’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and… and I think that I might be…” Karl continued to hesitate, with George just waiting patiently with a loving and patient smile, one that was present in almost all of my fantasies. “I think that I might be gay.”

George continued to smile at his friend. “Seriously?” He asked. “Congrats on… well trusting me enough to let me know.” The look that he gave was full of love. It wasn’t one that forced Karl to say more than he was comfortable saying, nor was it one that wanted to change the subject. It allowed Karl to continue speaking as he wished.

“Thanks for being okay with it.” Karl said, keeping his voice soft. A fact that I had learned was that Jimmy had allowed Karl to do this after Karl came out to him as gay. If George hadn’t accepted him (since this was before George started dating Fundy) apparently Jimmy was prepared to send him off of the show, but thankfully George was accepting (I mean obviously).

Eventually George grinned more brightly, scooching closer to his best friend. “So… is there anyone that you like yet?” The look that George gave used to scare me. I had feared that perhaps the brunette had a love for his best friend, and as a teenager with a crush I feared that he would never have a chance of picking me over Karl.

But here he was, having picked to come with me instead of staying back on the island with Karl, dreams can come true. He sniffed at the air before glancing over at me with a smile. “You brought some food?” He was smiling again, and although I tried to see if he was faking it it was clear that he was happy.

“I wasn’t sure what it was that you would have wanted to eat.” I explained. “So I decided to get a range of different things. You can eat whatever you like.” I set the box back down on the picnic blanket, one that he hadn’t moved in the half hour or so that I had been gone. I took the chance to look towards the TV once again, watching the conversation continue to unfold.

“You are watching your show?” I was confused. I had figured that he hated the show, yet he was sitting contently watching over memories that I had enjoyed many times over the years.
“Yes, I was wanting to watch something to pass the time and this appeared on your recommended.” He turned back towards the screen and tilted his head.

As I watched him I wave of love came over me and I looked towards the window. The sun was looking towards the window, bathing the tips of the carpet in a cool golden glow. All that I felt was love for him, happiness over the fact that I was here alongside him. When George looked back towards me I picked the food back up. “How about we go outside and enjoy the weather?”
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