Dreamnotfound Oneshots (✔︎ REQUESTS OPEN ✔︎)

Silly Secrets

George's POV
I was alone in my room while Clay was busy finishing a plugin for our next video, he hasn't told me what we were doing but I didn't really mind, right now I finally had the chance to try on the new clothes I got the other day.

I had to rummaged through my closet for a little bit before I found the bag, i laid the outfits on my bed and grabbed the first one, picking out a sky blue cropped sweatshirt and pair of ripped black denim shorts. Once I was changed I looked into the mirror and smiled, I honestly think I look pretty cute.

The next thing I put on was a white shirt with black polka dots tucked into a light pink button down skirt, I once again checked the mirror but snapped my head to the side when I heard the door open, I saw Clay stood there with his jaw on the floor.

"H-hi, I didn't think you'd be done so soon" I said barely audible

"It was a quicker then I expected, I was wondering what you're up to, I also just want a hug" he said walking over to me with outstretched arms and grabby hands

"You're adorable" I mumbled

I booped his nose and pulled him into a hug.

"You look really pretty by the way" he shyly whispered into my ear making me flush red

"T-thanks"

I slightly backed away from the hug to give him a kiss which he melted into, he moved his hands down to grip my waist and pulled me closer, subconsciously taking dominance.

We both pulled away with smiles on our face, I was still bright pink as was he.

"like honestly, you look really good in a skirt, absolutely breathtaking, but hey, what's new" he continued, making me go even redder than I thought was humanly possible.

"Thank you" I said quietly

"I'm gonna go make some lunch, I'll call you down when it's done, okay?"

"Oki doki" I said with a giggle

When he left I went back to trying everything on, I'm glad he didn't think me wearing "feminine" clothes was weird, but knowing him I don't think he would judge me for anything, I could literally stab a bitch and he would still love me and think I'm the cutest person ever.

The last outfit I put on a short navy blue drawstring skirt, it was really close to black so it was kinda hard to tell the color but it paired really well with a yellow cropped top that had spaghetti sleeves.

I was super happy with everything I got and I put everything away in my closet before changing into some comfy clothes to go eat lunch in.

After we ate we agreed on watching a movie, Clay being Clay, recommended we watch a freaking horror movie.

So I just didn't give him the satisfaction of clinging to him, when I was scared I would close my eyes and hide in my blanket or hug a pillow to my chest, he looked a little upset in a way but I assumed he was just messing around.

"I know your strategies now, you can't use my fear for cuddles anymore, that's mean and I hate you" I grumbled as the credits rolled, I was obviously kidding and he knew that

"Guilty as charged, I'd sell my soul for your cuddles" he said putting his arms up

"Maybe I can give you a hug as an apology" he suggested

A mischievous thought popped into my head and I nodded, sitting on his lap to "give him a hug"

I quickly trailed my fingers up his shirt and started to tickle him, he started letting out shaking wheezes and giggles, trying to push me off with his hands but being unsuccessful.

"Geo-RGE st-stop I literally ca-cannot breath" he choked out in whilst wheezing

"Ok ok, I'll spare you this time, but watch your back" I said taking my hands off him and starting to laugh myself

"You're lucky you're cute, otherwise you'd be a deadman walking. Also, this isn't fair, why do I have to be so ticklish and why do you have to be so not ticklish, the system is RIGGED" he whined

"I don't know, I guess I'm just built different" I said sending him into another fit of laughter

I gave him his long awaited hug and when I tried to pull away he just straight up didn't let me, I just curled up in his lap and covered us in a blanket, taking naps with him is one of my favorite things in the entire world, I'm not complaining.

He gave me a kiss on the head

"I love you baby" he whispered

"I love you too" I said back, slowly closing my eyes and falling asleep in his arms, just like I always do, love is definitely an understatement.

A/N
Time: I've been trying to figure out how to write this since 3 pm ish (when I like legitimately woke up), I've taken like a bajillion breaks but finally, at 12:10 am, it's done 😀👍
Words: 830
Extras: thanks for the unofficial request (I'll @ you in the comments lmao) also we stan Clay the hug whore
Sorry if I "over explain things" or give a ton of like information on things that don't matter, I have never been good at descriptions so I'm trying my best smh sometimes I just drone on abt things but it's just how I am, my attention span is extremely short and I get distracted easily so if my stuff is out of place, prolly why plot holes just naturally generate here 😍
Also I am literally the cringey-est person ever so if you've gotten through 28 chapters of this garbage I am sorry and also you deserve an award, also who is making you do this, you good bro?

Update: Yk how I said I finished this at 12, it's fucking 5 am now and I just forgot to post it oml I'm an actual moron

Update: I fell asleep trying to think of a title, it's currently 11:17 am not even kidding why am I so
✨d u m b✨I had to just settle for what it is now

I hope y'all liked this, peace out ✌️