You're Pulling On My Heart Strings! (OLD)

HOL UP- (Chapter 19)

~~CLAY'S POV~~

Placing down his duffle bag next to the door, he smiled.

Watching George make some calls on his phone, Clay's thoughts started to wander. 

Clay's feelings were all tangled up at the moment, but he did know one thing. He wanted to stay by George.

He didn't want anyone to take George away from him. He was too important to Clay now. 

He would make sure that nobody could take him-

Clay's thoughts stopped though as George lightly tugged on the sleeve of his sweatshirt.

" My aunt said it was fine with her as long as we don't tear up the house," George said grinning at Clay. Lightly chuckling Clay agreed that he wouldn't do anything crazy.

Dragging Clay to his room, George told him to sit down while he looked for his homework.

The room was a bit spacious, with crumpled pieces of paper and notebook paper scattered around the room.

There were some spots in the room that you could tell that paint was spilled or something.

Staring at one of the many drawings that were scattered around he smiled.

It showed a detailed picture of a duck right before it made contact with the water.

Clay still didn't know why George had such an infatuation with birds but Clay didn't mind.

George would tell him when he was ready, it was simple as that.

But for now, Clay thought of it as kinda cute.

" Found it! Anyways, what do you wanna do?" George said as he placed a few pieces of paper on his bed.

" How about we play twenty questions? We both haven't got a chance to fully know each other," Clay offered. George scoffed but lightly smiled.

" That's a bit childish, but sure I guess," George said sitting next to Clay.

" I call the first question though!" George shouted just as Clay was about to say something.

Clay laughed but let George go ahead anyway.

" Favorite color?" George asked.

" Green," Clay responded with a slight smile.

" Oh, green? Maybe it would be my favorite color if I wasn't color blind," George huffed as he spun around in the chair he was sitting in.

Clay looked at George, a bit surprised at what George said.

" Wait so the type of your colorblindness can't let you see green?" Clay said as he stared at George.

" Yup," George muttered.

" So then what do my eyes look like to you?" Clay asked, leaning a bit closer to George causing him to blush a bit.

" U-uh, um, yellow?" George said as he looked away.

Clay hid his glee to see the boy blush as he asked his next question.

Mine.

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A/N

You thought it was going to be a cute relationship, but it was me, DIO-

Sorry sorry, but anyways,

Yandere Dream? Maybe.

Possessive Dream though? Ÿ̸̡̥̘̯͍̼̟̄̓͋̀̇̃̀̒̚͜͝͠ͅ ̸̧̪̪͇̱̭͔̂̾͘͜E̷̛̞͉̎̍̀̐̍͐͆̏̔͒́̀̄ ̴̛̱̲̝̜̠̅͑̅̂ͅͅŞ̶̫̟̥̤̰̩̗͎̪̺̗͐͐́̉̕͜