the next generation

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sheets start to materialize underneath my fingertips. light is finding its way into my tired eyes. where am i? i shuffle around, eyelids fluttering open. it's my bedroom, looking the same as always. yet it feels distant somehow; unfamiliar. i reach for my phone on the nightstand to check the time. thursday, 10:34 am. shit. tomorrow's friday.

i don't want clay to leave.

my thumb hovers over twitter. i still haven't opened the app since our announcement. clay kept advising against it, seeing how anxious i was becoming. he told me he was sure the replies were all happy and congratulating, that i shouldn't feel worried.

i took his advice at first, but now here we are. i'm too tempted not to pull it up and just have a quick look. it can't hurt, right? at some point i will have to tweet out something important regarding twitch or youtube anyway. this is inevitable.

i take a deep breath as i tap my profile. the tweet has blown up, pretty much as expected. i've gained a decent amount of followers too. my hands start to shake when i press it, nervously scrolling down into the comments section.

sapnap:
cuties 😍😍

badboyhalo:
we love and support you you little muffins!

ponk:
you're adorable ❤️❤️ wish you the best of luck together

eret:
icons 🏳️‍🌈 this was incredibly brave of you!

technoblade:
i knew it

wilbur soot:
congrats 💞 hope you're both doing well, much love!

tommyinnit
HAHA TUBBO MY $500 HAND IT OVER
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tubbo
whattt noo :(
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tubbo
i mean it's cute but now i'm poor

i don't even realize i'm smiling when i swiftly look away from the screen. all of our friends are so supportive. a comforting warmth spreads throughout my body. everything is okay.

i scroll down a little further, still dreading what the responses from fans will be like.

congrats guys!! me and all the rest of us are so happy for you! <33

AWWWW
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me rn ^^
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DUDE I CAN'T BELIEVE IT

god you guys are brave! i can't imagine what it must've taken to tweet this. wish you both all the happiness in the world ❤️

pogchamp guys
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POGCHAMP

you inspired me to come out as pansexual and introduce my girlfriend to my parents (who were really supportive!), thank you so much, i don't think i could've done it without you two 🏳️‍🌈❤️

*heavy fangirl drooling* ok but seriously though, let's all be respectful about this. don't pester them about pda and stuff and please keep the donos nice and tidy.

no matter how far down i scroll i'm only met with love and support. usually there's always some hate, some toxic stans who never seem to be satisfied, but this time it's all positivity. i couldn't be more relieved.

georgenotfound:
thank you guys so much for all the sweet words, it means the world to me 💕

as soon as i've tweeted it out the doorknob turns and clay enters the room. normally my heart would skip a beat when i see my favorite person walking in, but this time it's different. my small grin turns into a frown as our eyes meet. i can't bear to look at him for very long, knowing this is the last whole day i've got with him in real life. i deeply wish i could enjoy it to the fullest but my brain's got other plans.

"you're awake finally," he states, merely forcing a smile. seems like i'm not the only sad one.

i pat a spot on the bed beside me, wanting him to sit down so i can snuggle up to him and forget about everything. he does just that, leaning his back against the headboard and opening his arms for me. slowly i crawl up onto his lap, putting my head on his shoulder and melting into his embrace.

all i've been doing since yesterday is sleeping but i'm realizing i've still missed his touch so fucking bad. how the hell will i be able to go without it for months?

"baby.." he sighs, kissing my forehead gently, "i don't wanna leave you."

his soft tone of voice calms me down somewhat.

"and i don't want you to leave."
"i know georgie, i know."
"you've changed my life."

i look up at him as i continue speaking.

"i would've been in such a dark place without you. you made me realize that it's time to pick myself up and get better, you know? you reminded me that so many people appreciate me and... t-that i should appreciate myself, too."

i can tell he's very touched by the way his eyes water and his jaw drops slightly.

"just thank you... for everything. i-i love you, so so much clay," i stutter, struggling to get more words out as the tears threaten to start spilling, "i-i.. i'm sorry."

he cups my cheeks, nuzzling my hair.

"hey, hey, don't cry, you don't have to apologize," he rambles, "fuck, i'm such an idiot."
"what?"
"i- okay, hear me out."

his hands slide down my body, stopping at my hips to hold them as i straddle his lap.

"i should've told you this earlier, i'm sorry, but i thought it'd make a nice surprise for tomorrow. i really should've told you."

he clears his throat as i observe him, more confused now.

"i-i wanted to ask you if... how the fuck do i say this?" he mumbles, voice shaky, "if you maybe wanna, like, come live with me? down in florida?"

my heart physically stops inside my chest.

"do you- do you wanna move in with me george? i'm sorry, i know this came very quickly and that we've barely even dated at all yet but, i.. i've never felt like this ever before. and i know i'm in love. you're like, like- it feels like you're the love of my life. i don't know, i'm so-"

i cut him off with my lips. i don't need to hear more.

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