Electric Love (Dreamnotfound + Gream)

Midnight thoughts

Clay's POV

I woke up to the sound of rain for the 3rd time this week. It was still pitch really dark inside of Georges rooms so I knew it had to be in the middle of the night. I lifted up my hand to run it through my now messed up hair, only to realize it was already occupied.

It took me a second to realize what I was holding onto until it hit me.

I was... holding Georges hand?

Confusion swept over me. I was currently on my back and George was laying very closely next to me, with his head resting on my chest. How did we get into this position? I had no idea. We fell asleep facing opposite directions of one another.

I looked down at the brunette boy, he looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. In a non creepy way though.

A smile tugged at the corner of my mouth as I watched him sleep happily, free of nightmares and any thoughts that could possibly hunt him.

He was stunning really. I traced over his perfect features with my eyes, making sure to take everything in. His lips, they were as pink as a tulip in spring. They weren't chapped or peeling, they were as smooth as they could get. I wonder what It would be like to kiss them, just once.

I sighed, knowing that would never happen. I took my free hand and lightly traced the outline of his lips. He has no idea what effect he has on me, and I don't think he ever will.

I started tracing the rest of his features, lightly enough not to wake him. Everything about him was just right. His laugh, his personality, him in general was enough.I wanted him so bad. He was my forbidden fruit. He was the one thing I wanted so badly, I would give up everything for. And here he lays, right on my chest, holding my left hand, sleeping.

His hair gently touched my chin as he stirred a little bit in his sleep, pulling himself closer to the warmth of my body. I rested my head against his and started staring at the window that looked out to the catwalk. It was a useless window since It was just a view of the railing of the catwalk, but it was enough to let my thoughts flow.

George was my best friend.

Nothing more.

The corner of my lips turned down at the thought of being together with anyone else. He was like my air supply, without him, I simply wouldn't live.

I buried my face into the sleeping boy's hair, taking in his smell. He smelled of citrus and faintly mint. I kissed the top of his head, letting my lips linger there before pulling away. George took in a deep breath before releasing it again. His body seemed to relax more, as if he weren't already.

(a/n in case I didn't make it any clearer, Clay is slightly propped up against the headboard on his back and George's upper half is laying on Clays chest :))

Hmm. I wonder..

"George?" I whispered into his hair.

No response

I tried again, no response. I knew it was safe. I untangled my fingers that were intertwined with his and used my arms to wrap them around him.

"George," I sighed. My voice was hardly a whisper at this point. "You have been my best friend for so many years, but I wish we were something more. I know I sound crazy but.... I love you. I couldn't ask for a better partner in crime. If you knew how much I felt about you, you would probably be running back to England. It's not fair you know? You are the definition of perfect and you are too blind to see it. And I don't mean color blind, you are literally blind."

I couldn't help but chuckle a little at the last part. I wasn't wrong though, the boy didn't know the effect he could have on a person.

"If only you knew. Everything could be so much better than it already is. We could sleep together every night, cuddle like this constantly,"

I hesitated and thought about what I was going to say next.

"I could kiss you, make you feel important, even though you are the most important person to me."

I started softly rocking him, as if we were together.

"Oh George, if only you knew, what I would do to you."

I felt the smile return to my face. I was trying my best not to laugh at the last line. If I started laughing, I would wake up the sleepy boy from how loud it would be. The last thing I wanted, was to move from this position. I could hear the fit of laughter from the living room, but it couldn't be loud enough to wake up George so I didn't complain.

The rain outside still hadn't settled down, however I was tired enough to fall asleep again.

I put my arms around George's stomach and snuggled a little deepers into him, letting my head rest on his.

In an impulse decision, I kissed his check and returned to the position I was just In.

No regrets, I thought to myself, No regrets.

With that, I fell asleep buried in George's hair, with a small smile on my lips.


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Helwo!!!

Things are getting Intresting ey?

I really like writting fluff, this is fun lol.

Hopefully I got some of your teen hearts beating faster ;) (if anyone gets the song referance, I will literally marry you)

I'm going to start taking requests so, if you want a one-shot of any MCYT ships, Let me know. I will also write stuff about the minors, but with no romantic intentions. Like i will never write a tommy x tubbo ship, I dont do that. But I WILL write about them becoming friends and what-not. After this story, I really want to do a Karlnap one-shot :).

But yeah, comment your requests or send them to me @That1bandkid82 on Twitter :)

Can't believe this story is getting close to 1k views on A03, you guys are honestly amazing tysm <3

Sorry this chapter was short but I wanted to dedicated one chapter

for Clay to show his true emotions :).

-Mack <3