Clony One-Shots?

Driving Lesson

   A/N OMG guys i'm so sorry (tbh not that much but still enough too freak out this much if you know what I mean) I haven't updated in like... forever? I gotten into way to many books that I just didn't have it in me too get off my lazy ass and writing another chapter. The book was just sooo good, alongwiththeothertwelve but anyway, go read the stuff you actually care about now. Oh by the way, this won't be very long like the rest, sorrryyyyyy... again..

       While driving in the passenger seat of Tony's, his boyfriend, car, a thought occurred to him.  Hm... that could be interesting. Clay thought too himself, playing with his hands in his lap. Thinking about all the many scenarios that could happened. The minority of them were all bad but you that saying. Wait what was that saying... Oh yeah, Screw it!

      Clay slowly turned too look at Tony, flashing one of his very wide, also rare, smiles. The movement that took him closer to Tony made the leather seats make a loud scrunching noise. This catches Tony's attention. Tony glances at Clay then back at the road, this process repeats almost five times before he decides to speak up.

    "You okay over there, Clay?" He says, with a little chuckle at the end. Clay continued to smile a bit before answer, he'll might never admit it, but he loves too see him looking care free. He's usually very serious. These are the kind of moments he cherished. "You know, I've never driven a car before." Clay says bluntly. Tony stares at the road, trying to figure out the point to this. When he realizes, he's eyes go wide for a bit.

 "Oh no, Clay , you're not driving my car."

 "Oh c'mon! Please, this would mean so much too me, and plus I need the practice."

 No, Clay. This car is like- it's like my baby. I'm not going to have you crash it into something. I wont risk it, I can't. My final answer is no."

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    "Okay, this the gear shift in the middle. The one on the far right is the gas pedal, please do not floor it. It would end badly. There's the brake, the same instructions for the gas pedal goes with this one too. Now-"

    "Shush I know all of this, I've seen you drive before." Clay cuts off Tony's instructions that he has repeated more times then he can counted. If you listen closely, you could hear all of the curse words Tony has said after that comment, but Clay was too busy having the time of his life. After them both clicking their seat belt in place, and shifting the gear into drive, Clay slowly presses down on the gas pedal. Oh, by the way, during the argument up there, they went too an empty parking lot, so if you think they're doing this in the main streets, they're not.

    He's gotten used of it, after driving in circles, Tony teaching him to maintain a certain speed, and parking/reversing into certain places. Tony felt like a proud mother, which now that he thinks about it, is a little weird, since he is his boyfriend and all... anywayyy.

   Things were almost good, until Clay slams down on the gas, making a gigantic turn in the parking a lot. While Clay laughing his ass off, Tony was screaming at him to stop mixed with a whole bunch of words he knew was in a different language. Just to add the chaos, Clay slams down on the brake, making both of their bodies jerk forward a bit. Thank god for seat belts.

    "WHAT THe hell was THAT for." Tony shouts, glaring at Clay. Clay shrunk down in his seat a bit before quietly answering with, "I wanted to have some fun." Running a hand threw his hair, Tony unbuckles his seat belt. "Well, that's enough fun for today.'

     "Wait! I need to learn one more thing." Clay shouts a little too loud for no reason, it startle Tony a bit before he returned to his normal composure. "And what would that be, Clay." Tony replied, making his annoyance of the situation incredibly noticeable. "Turning. Like at stop light and shit." Tony knew he was just making this up just so he can just keep driving, but he just let it go.

      "Fine, you see that pole over there," Tony nudged his heads forward at a pole that was conveniently placed in the middle of the parking lot, "Turn right when you get too it, the proper way." Tony says, clicking on his seat belt again.

   "Yeah, yeah what ever you say mom." Clay says. Tony smirks a bit at all of the jokes he could have made correcting him on the mom part, but he just keep his thoughts to himself. Clay pulls up to the pole, looking both ways for "pedestrians" before driving forward a bit and turning right. 

    "Annnnnd now were dead, along with a few others." Tony says unexpectedly, causing Clay to once again, slam on the brakes. "What do you mean?! What did I do wrong now." Clay's annoyance was now showing. 

    "You forgot too put on the turning signal. The car that was coming in from the left hit us, causing you, mine, maybe that driver, and the few people that were hit by the metal of my car deaths." Tony explained, unbuckling his seat belt once more. Clay's jaw slightly dropped, he rolled his eyes and unbuckled his seat belt too. "You're the worst driving instructor ever." Clay stated before getting out of the car. Tony fake gasps, clutching his chest. "Now that's mean, and I didn't sign up too be a driving instructor. I'm only doing this to make you happy." Tony gets out of the car, looking up too see Clay already standing there, frowning.

   Tony sighs, thinking of anyway to make him happy. He eventually leaned up and kissing Clay. His hand automatically going to the back of his neck, his fingers going threw Clay's well kept hair. Clay returned the kiss after a second, pushing Tony back against the car, one hand on his waist and the other beside his head on the car. After their make-out session, they both pull away for air. Tony smiles once he sees that smile he always secretly craved for. 

     "Don't be sad mi amor, you'll do better next time." Tony leans up too kiss his forehead, slipping out from being pinned against the car from Clay. "Wait, you're letting me drive your car again?" Clay says happily, joining Tony inside the car. 

    "I didn't say all that now, maybe you're mom will help you. Speaking of your mom, lets get you home before she files a missing persons report on you." Tony says, smiling at a yet again frowning clay, this time with his arms crossed against his chest and he's looking out the window. "Yeah, yeah... let's go home."