Chapter Nine: Who?

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GEORGE POV


George wakes up, seeing himself at a plain field full of cornflowers, which are his favourite as he can see the colour the best, blue. He is standing, staring at the warmth that the sun bestowed upon him. He suddenly hears a ruffling voice behind him. His eyes are suddenly covered by a pair of huge, scratchy hands. He is suddenly reminded of his time on the plane where he had the same dream but this time, in a much better environment. He takes off the two big hands that are covering his eyes. He takes a deep breath before turning behind while holding the pairs of hands still.

He turns behind to see Clay just standing, beaming at him. Before he could even speak, he is awakened by loud snores beside him. George's body feels super warm, warm enough that he could fall back asleep, but he chose not to as when he sees his phone. It's already 11:42 am. He wants to start learning how to stream as fast as possible to earn money. 

He struggles to get up, though. Clay's hands are literally wrapped around George's waist. When George tries to leave, it seems to be getting tighter while hearing Clay murmuring something every time George tries to move out of bed. George sighs while turning to look at Clay. 

Hot as ever, even his sleeping face is hot and cute. He's not letting me go through, and I don't want to wake him up at all. 

George starts brushing his hair as it looks so soft. 

Oh wow, it is like patting a golden retriever.

He chuckles to himself as he continues to toy with Clay's hair.

CLAY POV


Clay feels someone touching his hair, but he feels that he can sleep more instead of feeling uncomfortable. He ends up opening his eyes, though, staring directly into George's eyes, who didn't seem to be aware that he has woken up from his sleep.

"Hey, Georgie, does my hair feels like cotton candy." Clay smirks and continues to stare at George, not realizing that he is spooning George the whole time.

George is shocked by Clay's sudden voice but wouldn't back down from this.

"Oh? Do I look like a body pillow to you?" George rebutted back at Clay with a smirk on his face.

Clay, at first, did not know what George meant, but after looking down. One of his hands is on George's waist, while the other is on George's bare thigh.

"Oh my GOD!!" Clay's red face immediately went cherry red in almost a second, taking his hands away from George while plunging his face onto the pillow.

He turns back and says "SORRY" and turns back into the pillow, screaming random words. 

George starts laughing so much that he holds his stomach. Clay counts himself lucky enough to see the beautiful being beside him right now, his heart palpitating at 100 miles per minute. 

George's laugh can make Clay happy the whole day, with George's face in his mind.

George starts calming down a little. "It's okay Clay, I felt comfortable as well, don't worry. Your hands felt hot, and I feel very safe when you're holding me when I'm asleep. Thank you." George said to Clay, smiling at him before leaving the room. Clay doesn't know how to react and watches George walk out of the room. He couldn't quite take what George said, screaming into the pillow like a girl who has a crush before collecting himself and walk out of the room as well.

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