clay's chest steadily rises and falls as he breathes under me. he's propped his head up against a few pillows, laying with half my body on top of his. one arm is wrapped around me, keeping me safely in place and the other is holding his phone, typing out a tweet.
"if only they knew what we were up to right now," i giggle, craning my neck to look up at him.
"stan twitter go boom," clay absentmindedly comments, hitting the post button and throwing his phone across the couch.
"that would be a nightmare."
"at least the fan art's nice. and people won't have to pity each other for forcing the ship on us."
"true," i shrug.
he embraces me properly now that he's got both hands free, pulling me closer so my head rests more on his shoulder rather than on his chest. i instantly miss the soothing sound of his heartbeat, but i'm not complaining about this either. as long as i get to be with him i'm overjoyed.
to tell the truth i can't remember a time when i've felt more happy. but maybe it's just cause it's been so long since i experienced true happiness that i've forgotten about it. all throughout my teen years up until now i've struggled with feeling anything at all. well, except for the occasional panic attack here and there.
then i met badboyhalo, and because of my staff role on munchymc i was introduced to so many life changing people, sapnap and clay among them. getting out of bed wasn't so hard anymore and i actually enjoyed streaming for a good while until that too became just another chore.
my feelings for clay motivated me in the beginning before i realized he would never love me back. everything turned black for me once again. my eating habits worsened significantly.
now that the situation's changed i guess i want to get better. i want to recover. clay doesn't have to ever find out about my problems. with his love and attention i bet i could recover on my own. at the same time i'm scared he'll be disgusted by me if i do. he fell for the thinner me, it doesn't make sense that he would still want me if i became fat again.
i realize i've zoned out when clay pinches my cheek.
"ow!" i whimper.
"sorry boo, but you weren't listening to me."
"boo?"
the heat comes creeping up my face.
"yeah, i think it suits you."
"i like it," i mumble, grinning like an idiot.
"you're just cute like that," he purrs.
"and you're just trying to make me blush."
he wheezes, but quietly to not damage my ears.
"seriously though, what i asked before you started daydreaming... would you ever be comfortable with telling the fans, you know, about us?"
"about us?" i hesitantly ask.
"yeah, i mean, w-we're a thing right? i guess i didn't ask you earlier."
i push myself up to give him a quick peck on the lips. he looks disappointed when i retract so soon, like he didn't have time to kiss me properly. i tangle my fingers into his silky hair, meticulously playing with it. his heart eyes are giving me chills. i've already forgotten about the million dollar question, the question that just a second ago made my heart explode.
clay shuts his eyes, enjoying my peaceful scalp massage. i take the opportunity to lean in real close, leaving only an inch or two between our lips. with a slow, warm exhale i catch him off guard, his previously steady breathing becoming shaky.
"w-wanna be my boyfriend?"
"of course i do."
neither one of us can hold back after my answer. our lips clash, moving in perfect sync for a few long, sweet seconds. my brain feels foggy, i feel like i'm high. all this affection is really getting to me, i'm not used to it. it's only amplified four thousand times too because it's clay giving it to me.
"wait, can you grab my phone?" i request as we let each other go.
he reaches over to the coffee table and hands it to me.
"thanks. i think there's someone who'd like to see this."
i open the front camera, instructing clay to grip my face with one hand and kiss my cheek while i take a picture. i end up looking like a squished pufferfish, but at least the concept of the photo is cute. clay looks puzzled when i head into messages and start searching my contacts for the person i'm referring to.
george
look i got myself a boyfriend
sent a picture
not even 10 seconds pass before i get a response.
sap ❤️
LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
AWWW YOU'RE SO ADORABLE TOGETHER 💕💕
can i be best man??? pls
keep me updated you lovebirds i wanna see y'all kissing
george
of course ;)
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tea - dreamnotfound
Fanfictiongeorge is not only plagued by his eating disorder, but also by his small crush on his best friend that only seems to grow as the days go by. ~~~ tw; eating disorders, self-harm/general violence, swearing, no smut but a lil more than just fluff/impli...
