~~CLAY'S POV~~
Looking at the brunet, Clay felt a bit happier.
He didn't like how all of them were so close to George. So, he simply had asked George to come with him so he could have George all to himself.
He wasn't causing any harm right? All Clay wanted was to be with George. He was simply removing the obstacles that didn't let him be next to George.
No, he wasn't doing anything wrong.
" Dream! Are you even listening to me?" George said, snapping Clay out of his short-lived trance.
" Sorry, sorry, I'm just a bit tired," Clay said making George sigh.
" Do you want to go back or-" George started.
" No! I mean....it's fine, I just wanted to spend a bit more time out here," Clay said stumbling over his words a bit.
George lightly smiled at Clay before tugging on one of his sleeves.
" Then want to go sit down at the park? I haven't seen it since my childhood so I wanted to check it out anyway," George offered. Clay quickly nodded as George let go and started walking away.
The duo didn't have to walk far before George excitedly pointed out a park that was surrounded by autumn trees.
" I haven't seen this place in such a long time..." George lightly smiled as he sat down on one of the swings in the park.
Clay sat in the other one that was next to George. They both stayed silent for a long time, none of them willing to speak.
It stayed for that like a while before a Blue Jay landed a couple of meters away from them.
" Did you know that Blue Jays are a symbol of communication, intelligence, and curiosity? If I hadn't known better I would call you a Blue Jay," George murmured. Clay lightly chuckled at that as he watched the Blue Jay hop around.
" I'm flattered," Clay said as he looked up to the sky.
Hearing George mess around with the chains of the swing, George paused.
" Dream-" George had started to say.
" It's Clay," Clay said, interrupting the brunet. George looked at him with a questioning look.
" Clay Fernby. I never liked my first name but I'm fine if you called me it," Clay said softly.
George stayed silent for a moment before speaking up.
"....Blue Jays are also a symbol of good vision and truthfulness,"
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862 reads?!? POGGERS!!! This story has been progressing hugely in the past four days lmao-
And on that note, FUCK WRITERS BLOCK I'M GONNA SPEEDRUN SIX CHAPTERS NOW
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