Chapter Six

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I genuinely do not know who to make this x reader of. Like yeah it's hinted for dream but wouldn't it be pog for sap or punz? idk-

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"I don't know why i'm doing this.." You mumbled as you jumped out from your window. It wasn't far from the ground so it was easy.

The problem was..you were sneaking out. In middle of the fucking day. Away from your almost disabled grandmother, always in pain grandfather, and chill mother.

You could've told them you were going out with a boy online- nope. Your mom would go ape shit.

As you walked down the street, your mind drifted and you continued to walk down the sidewalk. Soon, counting the people who looked like they'd be an iconic florida person headline.

Interrupted out of your thoughts, a small droplet hit your nose. Your eyes widened, didn't florida barely get rain? You looked up and your mouth dropped, the clouds were a dark. dark grey.

Looking around you noticed your were far away from your house, closer to the cafe you and clay were supposed to meet at.

A groan escaped your mouth as you continued to walk, not being the type to run. (Fuck working out)

Dweaaaam!

The bell rang as you spotted the familiar 6'0 man, his freckles more obvious then you remember. "(Your Name)!" Clay said and got up, his arms out.

Before you could react, strong arms wrapped around your (petite, large, muscular, etc.) frame. All your brain could think was you were glad he wasn't a catfish..have you seen this man.

Your face heated up as he looked at you with a contagious grin. "How are you, (Nickname)?" Clay asked and put you down, not hesitating to grab your hand and drag you to the table.

"I'm doing good." You mumbled, trying to get over Clay's beauty. And your awkwardness but that comes with you being an introvert.. "Y-You?"

"I'm doing fine how are yo...uuuu..." Clay trailed off and stared outside, making you look over. It was pouring. Hard. The droplets of the rain now more louder than before, grabbing your attention.

"Jesus fuck it sounds like the glass is gonna break.." You mumbled, normally you wouldn't but hey! It's clay, the guy that made you sob in happiness by comforting you when cryin-

"Honestly! I can give you a ride back if your comfortable." Clay said and paused, grabbing out some pepper spray from his pocket. "You can keep this if i try anything." Clay said with a wide grin, tossing the pepper spray over.

"Wh...y??" You mumbled and put the pepper spray on your pocket.

"It's florida, you need one." Clay said with a serious tone but a goofy grin. "Aaaaand, in case some weirdo tries to touch you." Clay hummed but froze, his eyes widening. "I-I'msureyoucantakecareofyourselfitsjustthatstrongweirdfelonsareoutsometimesandidont-"

(Translation:
I'm sure you can take care of yourself it's just that strong weird felons are out sometimes and i don't-)

"It's fine, i probably can't anyways." You cut Clay off with a chuckle/giggle, resting your chin on your hand. "Thank you, Clay." You said softly before the two of you started off a conversation about his SMP.

Another time skip (sorry) because
i can't do conversations too long

"We're closing up soon." A waitress stopped by to tell us that, Clay giving her a curt nod with a small whisper of a 'thanks'.

"I can give you a ride-" As if on cue, thunder echoed in the small shop scaring everyone inside. Including you two. "Well thanks for that, god." Clay said sarcastically.

"Thanks, and yeah my mom is probably worried sick." You laughed, hiding your panic since your mom hated rain. She's probably going to think you died-

"Well! Lets go in." Clay got up and put out his hand with a grin. Consent. Lovely.

You grabbed it and you two ran out, chatting about random things. "AAH!" Clay yelled as he almost slipped, making himself stable using your body.

Quickly, you two hopped into his car and the two of you let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, now for the fun part." Clay said and turned on the car. "Mind if i play music?"

You shake your head as a song immediately started to play.

"Well it was 2:45 PM-"

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