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Clay POV

I went home with George and he was so tired that he slept till dinner. He slept in my arms and I couldn't resist smiling the whole time. I had a boyfriend now, George was my boyfriend. He was so cute and beautiful. He woke up a little confused, but looked at me.

'You're beautiful, Clayyyyy.'

'Can I kiss you?'

He nodded and smiled. I softly pressed my lips on his and he even kissed back. We kissed for just ten seconds, I didn't want to make George uncomfortable or scared.

'Do you like it when we kiss, George?'

'I do. Very much.'

I smiled and grabbed his sheep.

'Look, I got him for you. He missed you.'

George smiled and grabbed his sheep, hugging it against his body. 'I missed him too.'

'I bet you did. Georgie, dinner is ready. Are you coming?'

He nodded and we stood up. He was holding his sheep and my hand tightly and we walked downstairs. He sat down where he always sat and hugged his sheep.

His mum and dad walked towards us and his dad grabbed George's shoulders.

'George, I'm sorry for scaring you when I screamed at you. Do you want to forgive me? I'm fine with you being gay and having a boyfriend.'

George nodded and I smiled at him. 'Thanks, sir.'

'Don't be so polite, Clay.'

'Okay, I won't. I'm sorry.'

'So Clay, you're now George's boyfriend right?'

I nodded.

'Do you want to tell something more about yourself?'

'I'm Clay. I'm 17, I really love football. I'm originally from America, but my dad moved here with me. My mum stayed in America.'

George looked sad at me. 'Why is your mum there?'

'Oh, don't worry. My parents divorced when I was two years old. I never saw my mum that much, my dad had a work deal here and my mum stayed in America.'

I suddenly noticed George tearing up.

'What's wrong, Georgie?'

'That's mean.'

'It's okay, George. I don't know anything about it.'

'But you need your mum.'

'Hey, Georgie. It's fine, I'm totally okay.'

'Really?'

I nodded and kissed his forehead. 'I'm totally fine.'

He smiled again and ate his food.

'I'm a coder, I love gaming.'

'I played Minecraft,' George muttered.

'I do too, Georgie.'

'Do you want to play together sometimes?'

'Of course.'

'What do you like to do after your study?'

'Probably computer science, but otherwise YouTube or something. Georgie, what do you want to do?'

'Gap year.'

'Aww, I understand.'

'Do you also find him beautiful?' George asked his parents.

I turned completely red and smiled. He was adorable and I couldn't stop saying it.

'He is a handsome young man,' his father said.

'I think he is more beautiful than my sheep.'

How could someone not find him adorable?

'You are so extremely cute, George. I like you so much, you're truly adorable.'

He blushed and smiled.

'May I ask what you like?' George's mum asked.

'I'm bi, but I never saw anyone more beautiful than George.'

'Have you had anyone in the past?'

'Uh- yeah. One girlfriend, but she cheated and since then I only really found guys attractive, mostly George.'

He smiled and stood up to hug me. I rubbed through his hair and stood up to hug him better. I kissed his neck shortly and we sat down again.

'I like being his boyfriend,' George said smiling.

'What do you like about it?' his mum asked.

'He kissed me and it was nice.'

I loved how honest he always was. He couldn't lie and he didn't have a filter really, he just said the things that came in his mind. It was cute. George started eating his food again and I couldn't stop staring. He was so attractive and adorable.

After twenty minutes everyone was finished and George and I went upstairs. I brought his sheep with me, since he forgot and gave it to him. He grabbed it happily and we sat down on his bed.

'Clay?'

'Yes, Georgie?'

'I want to kiss with you.'

'Do you want to try and start?'

He looked very scared and I hugged him. 'I will start, don't worry.'

He smiled and I leaned in. He kissed back and we kissed a little longer than before. He blushed brightly when we broke apart and hugged me. 'I like being your boyfriend very much.'

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