as you heard clay end his stream from the other room, you went to check up on him.
"hey." you said, quickly taken aback when he was running his hand through his hair.
something was bothering him.
"im stressed." he said laying down on his bed.
you laid next to him and rested your head on his chest.
"the pressure from all my fans telling me to do a face reveal or sending inappropriate donations is too much for me." he said with voice cracks in between.
it really broke your heart to see him this vulnerable.
"you're okay clay. i understand how hard it is to have a large fan base and some fans not respecting your privacy. don't pay attention to them." you say
"it breaks me to see you like this. i know it's really hard for you. you have fans who actually care about you. especially me. you're going to be alright clay. i love you." you said
he turned to face you and engulfed you in cuddles,
"i love you too. i don't even know what i'd do if it weren't for you." he said kissing your forehead.
please respect dream and his decisions.
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