Hi everyone his is my first ever story on wattpad but it's about the Minecraft youtubers Dream and GeorgeNotFound. This is just a fanfic I wrote because I was bored but I do ship them irl lol but if they say they are uncomfortable with this story, I...
I wake up, George pressed against my hard bare chest, our legs tangled up together. As his skinny body stirs, I think to myself, how did I get so lucky?
"Morning, Clay," he sits up and stretches, yawning his words. He looks adorable.
"Good morning, love. How did you sleep?" I smile to myself, already knowing what he's going to say.
"Really good. Your comfy." He smiles shyly. We hear noises coming from downstairs. Before he can move to get out of bed tho, I pull him towards me and plant a kiss on his soft lips.
"Hey, what if we didn't go to school today?" I ask, getting an idea in my head.
"And did what instead?" He asks me.
"It's a surprise, just you and me." I offer. He looks relieved that it's just me and him going.
"Okay then." His smile lit up the room. I climb out of bed, going over to George's side to help him stand. I put my hands on his waist, pulling him closer to me.
"Love you," I grin, kissing him softly.
"What's gotten into you?" George asks, but still kissing me back. "Your in like.. a weird mood." I laugh.
"What are you talking about?" I ask as I hug him again, nuzzling my face into his neck hollow. He laughs, turning his head to kiss me on the cheek.
"Come on, let's get ready." He laughs, pulling himself from my grasp. I immediately miss him.
"Okay, I guess" I sigh loudly, making it noticeable that I want another hug and kiss.
"Your such a baby," he giggles, looking back at me but coming back over my way. Once he's close enough, I reach out and grab a fistful of his hoodie, letting him crash against my chest before he can get away.
"Gotcha" I laugh, planting a kiss on his cheek and wrapping my arms around him in a secure hug.
"Clayy" he says, a smile on his beautiful face as we sway gently. "We have to get ready for whatever you have planned." He giggles again, trying to pull out of my grasp.
"Fine." I pout, sticking out my lower lip.
"Your adorably annoying, do you know that?" He wiggles his finger at me.
"Yeah, yeah," I sigh again. "Let's get ready to go. I'll pack your stuff for you since it's a surprise. All you have to do is get dressed." I smile lovingly.
"Okay then. Turn around," he blushes. I groan.
"Georgee, come on! It's not like I haven't seen it before." I wink, loving how red his cheeks turn.
"F-fine then," he stammers out. I feel bad.
"George it's fine I was kidding- you don't have to if you don't want to." But he looks determined to do so.
"It's okay, you have seen it" he admits. Then slowly, he pulls off his hoodie, letting it fall on the floor. It takes all of my willpower not to start directly at his chest, but I still sneak glances. He notices this, of course. He blushes and looks away, smirking.
"I-I didn't think y-you would actually d-do it.." I stammer, my face probably a painful shade of red. I look up and see George standing right in front of me, his smooth hand reaching out to stroke my jaw lightly, enough so it tickles.
My breath catches. George's never done something like this before. Ever.
I stumble backwards, tripping over my own feet. George smirks in front of me, realizing what he did. He starts walking closer to me, cautiously taking slow steps. I'm already gripping the dresser I'm backed against as hard as I can, my knuckles white.
"Clay..." George says quietly, coming closer and closer.
"W-what are you- what are you doing..?" I feel his breath ony face, tempting me to make a move. I try to regain control of my body.
"Proving to you who the real top is." George laughed and backed up. I stand there, astonished and in shock as I try to calm my heart rate down. I can't even believe he did that just to tease me.
"Clay.. you okay?" George's smile fades a bit as his chocolate brown eyes hold concern. I feel his hand on my arm.
"Shit George." I manage to gasp out. I turn around and drop my head onto my forearms and groan.
"D-don't do that okay?" I mutter, blushing like crazy. I feel myself get hard. Fuck.
I can feel George feels as awkward now, I think he knows what's happening. I sigh.
"S-sorry.." he stammered nervously, looking at me. "I didn't know it was that easy."
"George.." I start gently. "Sometimes just thinking about you can make me hard, it happens." His eyes went wide.
"Shit." He muttered. "Okay, well I'm going to go in the kitchen so you can pack stuff, okay?" He gives me a big smile.
"Okay, babe" I reply, grinning. I watch as he walks out the door and hear him go down the stairs. I sigh, continuing to pack the swimsuits.
I walk downstairs, seeing George sitting in the kitchen, his head down.
"George?" I ask, feeling concerned. He jumps up, hearing my voice. "You okay? I told you, it'a not really that big of a deal." He sighs again.
"I just.. I don't know." He sighs again. I still.
"What do- what do you mean?" I ask nervously. I can feel my heart pounding.
"I just don't feel good enough for you. You're... perfect. And I'm just... nobody." I drop the bag I brought down and rush over to pull him into a hug.
"Where are these thoughts coming from, love?" I ask, kissing him on the forehead. "You're perfect for me.. you complete me. I love you more than anything." I kiss his soft, pink lips now. I feel him kiss back, and all I think is damn, I'm fucking lucky.
"I love you too, Clay." I hear him say softly in my arms.
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Heh hey guys lol I'm not good at writing smut or shit like that soooooooo ummmmm awkward :D Anyways, I'll be posting soon so stay tuned hoomans Stay safeeeeeeee
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