how could i not fall for you? - discontinued.

chapter seven.

^ song may come in handy later! ^

clay woke up the next morning, late. he was a light sleeper, and he was only woken up by the sound of a pair of birds chirping outside his window, but since he and vincent had stayed up so late the night before, clay waking up at about 11 am was just like waking up at 5 or 6 in the morning. when he and vincent had stayed up quite late the previous night, vincent was utterly exhausted, only giving into to the tired feeling that started to take over his body once he started to have trouble keeping his eyes open. clay, on the other hand, only kept himself awake so he could tuck vincent into bed like he did for clay the night before, and then wish him a good night.
deciding that he was running low on time for his upcoming plans, clay grabbed his laptop and opened it to a very special website. he quickly retrieved his guitar from underneath his bed while the website loaded up, it already being open by the time he was sat in his bed again. draping his blanket loosely on top of his shoulders, clay played a quiet chord before practicing.

"i have to master it. for vincent..." clay muttered under his breath, trying to keep his motivation and his confidence.

"d..."

"bm..."

"em..."

clay continued like that for about 45 minutes max, making sure he was playing quiet enough for vincent to sleep.

a feeling of accomplishment washed over clay's body as he placed his guitar back into the corner of his closet, reflecting on the past 45 or so minutes.

slipping underneath the light green covers of his bed, clay rested his head against his soft, cotton pillow as he drifted off once again.

✨ small time skip ✨

🖤 vincent's POV 🖤

i rubbed my eyes, turning onto my side. i was neatly tucked into bed, the grey comforter laid on top on top the white sheets, the thin blanket of white sandwiched between the comforter and my body.

"maybe clay tucked me in," i whispered under my breath, only loud enough for me to hear.

i peeled back the covers of my bed, getting up for the day. i grabbed my phone and clicked on the home button, spending a moment to adjust to the light as i looked at the time.

1:27 pm.

i guess i slept longer than i thought i did.
i then slipped on my glasses, ready to get up.

deciding that it wasn't worth spending my time changing into actual clothes, i quietly slid down the hall with my phone and headphones in my hand and into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

briefly brushing my hair and thoroughly brushing my teeth, i pushed up my glasses before exiting, wanting to check on clay.

his door was closed, and only silence could be heard on the other side.
deciding to leave him be if he really was sleeping, i walked into the kitchen, slipping a single piece of bread into the toaster and making sure to keep my guard up so we didn't have a repeat of yesterday morning.

i then grabbed my toast as soon as it popped out of the toaster and quickly spread a thin layer of butter in top of it as i sat down at the table. after that, i plugged my headphones into my phone and slipped them over my ears.