In Between (A Dream Team Au)

cap 8: Insecure

After all that happened in Nick's house the four of them avoided any conversation theme that could lead them to the events of that night.

Back at school the halls we're filled of exited gush and murmur, the school's winter ball was just doubling the street getting teens to look for dates, tuxedos and dresses. Nick, George and Clay walked down the school halls chatting calmly When they bumped into a black haired teen while he pasted posters to a wall.

-oh Hey Alex- Nick waved towards the mexican

-Hi- He looked to them smiling

-watcha doing?-

-just pasting some flyers for the ball, You know comitte work-

They nodded as he walked away preparing more tape to paste the next flier

-Hey yeah the balls coming soon, I have nothing- George laughed clutching clay's hand

-You have a date- Nick mentioned and the blond yelped his hand away blushing

George looked at him confused noticing the nervousness on his boyfriend's face; Clay didn't used to be that shy or at least When he was smaller. When he started middle school he got shyer and pasive George had noticed this after dating him for a week, how he blushed easily disliked public love demostrations like kisses and long hugs.

He wanted know why But it was just dificult to talk to him about that stuff, he asked Nick multiple times about it coming to nearly nothing But, whenever they where alone he became touchy kissing and hugging him at all times.

-..Yeah..But I don't have a tux i'm not Even sure I want to go-

-we could all go together?- Clay looked up hugging himself

-Hey yeah! And if it gets boring we can always go get pizza- Nick smiled placing his hands on his pockets

>>>Later>>>

Clay was laying on his bed scrolling trought Instagram boredly with Karl and Tubbo looking at it laying besides him, they all opened their mouths and ghasped.

-Oh My god- Karl smiled and Tubbo shot up exited

-Thats.....pretty- Clay sat down looking at the picture in awe

On his phone was the picture of a tall, slim and pale Brown haired man wearing a Golden plastic crown with a dress that had the top of a tuxedo and the bottom of a long tail dress, a red bow tie that matched the lace on his hips, black tigh highs and red high heels with the phrase "Fuck gender roles".

-Hey You have a boyfriend!- Tubbo scolded him shaking his head

-Not him the dress-

-Ohhhh-

-I would like to wear something like that to the ball-

-then do it!-

-I can't, I don't have a dress-

-its obviously hand made- Karl stepped in the conversation squinting his eyes to have a better look -its just the top and a hand Made skirt, You can make one-

-I don't know how to stich-

-ask You mother-

He squirmed and turned off his phone

-no-

-why not?-

-Because She's going to judge me because I want a dress-