Clustin One Shots 🖤

anxiety attack:🍓

Ship: Clustin
Type:Fluff

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School is the worst place ever. My anxiety has been over the roof lately and I'm constantly on edge. I usually feel so calm around Justin but today has been very hard and we haven't even gotten to school yet. I just feel a pressure on my chest and it won't go away.

"Clay, are you okay? You've been spacing out for a while." Justin asks, noticing I haven't taken a bite out of my breakfast. I blinked back into reality and nodded quickly not wanting to attract any suspicion.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired." I say, getting up to throw away my breakfast. It's fine, I'll just eat at school. I felt Justin's eyes on me and saw him sneak a granola bar into my back pack out the corner of my eye. God what would I do without him?

"Thank you." I smiled, grabbing my back pack and glancing over to Justin who was pretending that he didn't hear anything. I rolled my eyes and headed off to school.

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"Do they realize that adding metal detectors to our school doesn't make anyone feel safer?" I said, feeling uneasy for some reason. Justin nods.

"Yeah, this isn't an airport." Justin sighs. The pressure on my chest is still there, feeling a bit heavier. My breathing sped up, not a panic attack but definitely not calm.

"Hey we'll be alright, Clay." Justin said looking over to me with a slightly concerned face. When our eyes met, my breathing evened a bit but I still wasn't exactly calm. I nodded, throwing him a fake smile. He poked my cheek with that damn grin that always melt my heart. I chuckled lightly, rolling my eyes.

"You're a dork."

Soon we reached the scanner and the security. I took off my backpack and walked through the scanner.

Beep Beep.

"Let me pat you down, sir." The pressure set in again, even heavier than last time. You're fine. It's fine. It'll be okay.

"Clay, it's your keys in your pocket." Justin explained. I check my pockets and pull out my keys. The officer nods and let's me through and suddenly I can breathe a little better. But I'm still not exactly calm.

"Clay, Are you alright?" I nod quickly, clenching on to the straps to my backpack. I breathe in and out.

"I'm fine. See you." I turn into my class and take a seat. It's going to be a long day.

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"Clay, if you were gay, would you be top or bottom?" Alex asked as a joke. I rolled my eyes then looked at him and his expression told him he was serious. His eyes widened.

"Wait, you're serious?" He exclaimed, shocked that Alex had the balls to seriously ask me that. Alex nodded waiting for my answer. I thought about it, still not knowing the answer.

"Um, I don't know.." I shrugged, looking away feeling my face grow hot. How did this even come up? Alex chuckled lightly.

"Fine. Definitely a bottom. No top would say I don't know." Alex assumed. Clay thought about it and he didn't like the idea of being the bottom. But suddenly Justin popped into his head. Justin taking control. Justin gliding his hands over his body. Justin making him moan. He realized Justin is the only person he'd bottom for.

Clay dropped his fork on his tray. His face flushed. Oh god, did he have a crush on Justin? He looked over to Justin seeing him smile at everyone, seeming telling a story.

"Yeah, Right Clay?" My eyes widened, realizing I haven't been listening. I broke eye contact and looked down at my tray.

"Mhm." I said trying to act normal. That's something I would say, right? I finished my food really fast and started walking toward the bathroom.