DREAMNOTFOUND ONESHOTS

Loved You Part 1- Nightmares (Angst/Fluff)

 ENJOY

TW: nightmares, 

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"I'm bored," George whined, dramatically throwing himself on the couch. Clay sighed, "We could watch a movie?" He bent down to George, tapping his head. "Oh!" George shouted, startling Clay, "We should watch a movie!" He screamed, jumping off the couch and turning the TV on, "Wha- that's what I." Clay said. George giggled, putting his hands on his hips "Well, in my brain I said it first so close your mouth." He retorted, "Okay then." Clay sighed sitting down next to George, "How about a horror movie." He suggested,

-𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓹-

After the movie was over George found himself huddled against Clay, their arms wrapped around each other and he head against Clay's chest. He sat up blushing, "U- um I'm getting tired." He said, "Me too." Clay replied yawing, "We should uhh head up to bed." George got up off the couch and quickly ran up the stairs to the bathroom.

'Fuck' George thought, looking at himself. 'If I have another nightmare while Clay is here I'm going to kill myself' He heard footsteps coming towards the bathroom. The door opened revealing a very tired looking Clay, "Hi!" He chirped walking towards George, "H- hi." George replied nervously, "Are you okay George? You look nervous." Clay asked, placing his hand on George's shoulder, "I'm fine, the movie kind of scared me." He lied, walking passed Clay and to his bed.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." George whispered to himself, fiddling with his fingers. He hopped in his bed making sure to leave room for Clay. He heard his door opening, "Hey George?" George turned around to see Clay standing at his bedroom door, "Yeah?" He said sleepily, "Am I sleeping on the couch or-" George cut him off, "No you can sleep here." He pat his hand down on the pillow behind him. Clay walked up to George's bed, sitting on the side and grabbing his phone to text a 'Goodnight' to his mum. "Okay, Good night Georgie." He rested his head on the pillow and switched off the light. 

-𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓹-

"No." Clay's eyes peeled open, "No stop!" He turned around to see George... crying? "Please!" George yelled. His eyes were shut tight, his body sleepily flailing around, "George?" Clay whispered, "Clay no!" George cried louder, punching the air, "George!" Clay grabbed George's shoulder, shaking him, "George, wake up!" He whispered-yelled making sure to not wake up George's parents.

George's eyes opened, tears falling down his face, "Clay~" He whispered shakily, "I- I thought you died." He cried, "George, I'm here." Clay pulled George into a tight embrace, "I'm here, I'm safe." He grabbed George, pulling onto his lap to hug him tighter, "We're safe." George let out quiet sobs, "I thought you were gone forever." George whimpered, his tears pouring down his face and onto Clay's shirt, "I'll never leave you, Georgie." George grabbed Clay's shirt, hugging him for dear life, "Please~" He sobbed.

Clay moved his hand to George's shoulder, "George look at me." George pulled away, tears still running down his face. Clay's hands moved to Georges's cheeks, "I love you, Georgie." He whispered, "I'll never leave you." He rested his forehead on George's, wrapping one arm around George's waist.

George felt himself become calmer. Clay seemed to notice him looking from his eyes to his lips, "George?" He asked, pulling away, "Clay?" George sighed, "I- c- can I uh." He stuttered, "Fuck it." George leaned in, pressing his lips against Clays.

Clay was in shock. He didn't kiss back. George pulled away and stared at Clay, feeling tears well up in his eye,s "Clay I-" He looked down, "Forget it." George was about to get off Clay when- "Come here." Clay grabbed George's face, smashing their lips together. George kissed back instantly, wrapping his arms around Clay's neck, Clay's hands moving to George's hips. He deepened the kiss, pulling George even closer and running his tongue across George's lips.

George pulled back, "Clay," He breathed, "George I'm getting tired." Clay said, slightly pushing George off him, "I think we should go back to sleep." George got off Clay, "Oh okay." He replied, lying back down, "Goodnight Clay. I- I love you." He whispered, "Goodnight George." Clay replied quickly, turning around.

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THERE'S PART FUCKN 1 CUNTS I TINK THIS STORÆ'S GONNA BE A LIL LONG