The Breakup- DreamNotFound/Gream

-Chapter 3-

Idk if I have to put a warning for anxiety or whatever but that's there lmao

Also, no swearing his time which is surprising as I swear like a sailor XD

Clay had felt extremely tired from the plane even though he was asleep for most of it. Must've been jetlag. He thought. He slowly opened his eyes and winced as the sunlight blinded him. He squinted his eyes, hoping it would help him adjust. He moved his head to snuggle more into his pillow, then he remembered he fell asleep cuddling with George. He slowly sat up, not wanting to bother his sleeping friend.

He rubbed his tired green eyes and glanced at his friend. He wasn't even asleep, he was just looking at him. Clay's eyes widened in surprise. His cheeks burned as he chuckled.

"Hey, sleepyhead. Wanna do something?"

George looked away and shrugged. Clay smiled and grabbed his hand.

"come on we're going to do something. I brought things I wanted to show you." Clay started getting out of bed while dragging George with him. Clay felt tingles run throughout his arms as he felt George's fingers intertwine with his. His hands are so soft I love it.

George reluctantly got out of bed with a grumble. Clay wheezed.

"Come ooon don't make this difficult." he laughed. Clay could see a glint of amusement in George's eyes but it was quickly washed away and filled with sadness.

"You haven't even talked to me at all you're going to make me cry." Clay joked. This time George laughed. It was a very weak laugh but it practically made Clay's day.

"Well, I just didn't want to talk to you when I'm a mess. I always thought of what the first time of us meeting would be like and we were both so happy and now look..." George trailed off. Clay let go of his hand and wrapped George in a hug. He felt weak arms wrap around him. George squeezed him and started to cry. Clay moved his left hand to George's hair and rubbed it. Clay always did that to comfort people as it was comforting when people did it to him.

"I'm so sorry you have to see me like this, I should be happy for you but I can't be. It's so hard to be happy Clay. I want to be happy."

Clay started tearing up. He loved George. He pressed his forehead onto George's head, feeling his messy but soft hair. Clay's salty tears wetting his hair. Clay began rubbing circles on George's back with his unoccupied hand.

"I don't care if I see you when you're sad or happy, I will always be here for you. And I want to always make you happy even if I have to see you be sad first."

Clay pushed away from George and looked into his tear-stained eyes. Clay's heart nearly shattered as he saw his frown. His caramel eyes glistened with emotion. George looked away and sniffled. Clay tried to think of something he could do for him.

"I'm going to order you pizza and we can watch movies together. Does that sound fun?" Clay lifted George's head to look at him. He smiled trying to make light of the situation. George just gave him a weak nod and held onto his arm. Clay took this as a signal George would need to be dragged out of his room.

Clay got some blankets and pillows and they wrapped themselves like burritos as Clay ordered pizza. Clay tried to figure out how to use his remote and find Netflix. He eventually found it and they agreed on a movie. Clay noticed George wasn't really paying attention and was zoning out looking distressed. Clay put a hand on his shoulder and smiled.

"You ok buddy?"

George snapped out of it with a flinch and looked at him embarrassed. He hummed in agreement.