for a minute the world seemed so simple.
Thread Topic: for a minute the world seemed so simple.
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“Hey~“ Clay spoke again, smiling at George. “Uh, can- can I speak with you for a moment?” He asked, looking around for a moment.
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“Oh, yeah, I guess, what about?” George asked, glancing where Clay was.
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Clay looked over and spotted a nearby supply closet, pulling George inside it. “I- Look, I know this is gonna sound really weird, since I barely know you, but-“ He paused, exhaling softly. “I like you. A lot.”
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George narrowed his eyes, crossing his arms. “But you literally said you didn’t, like, four hours ago-“
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“I- I know, but-“ Clay exhaled softly, crossing his arms over his chest. “Not like I’m out to anyone, and I know a lot of the staff aren’t very accepting to the LGBTQ+ community. Plus, I was nervous-“
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“Wait, yeah,” George said softly, freezing. “Wait- I don’t even… the gay part isn’t even- I’m a chef, and you’re the prince.”
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“So?” Clay asked, chuckling softly. “I mean, I get it, some people may think it’s a little weird, but- I really do like you~”
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“I- I mean- I- I kinda like you too- but can we actually do that??” George said nervously, wringing his hands.
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“I mean, my parents probably wouldn’t be too happy about it, so- We’d probably have to like, keep it under wraps?” Clay replied, shrugging a little. He reached out, gently taking George’s hands in his. “I really do like you, and- I’d like to try dating? Maybe, if you would want to?”
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“How- how would we keep it under wraps?” George asked nervously, flushing red.
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“I may have some ways~” Clay said with a small smirk, chuckling as he gently squeezed George’s hand. He admired the brunette with a smile, chuckling softly. “God, you’re super cute when you’re nervous~”
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George ducked his head slightly, chuckling. “Uh- well, if- s---, I’d loose my job- if we got caught, right?”
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Clay furrowed his brows, gently squeezing George’s hand. “That’s not going to happen, I won’t let it,” he spoke whole-heartedly, lifting up the brunette’s head with one hand. “But, if- if that does happen, I’ll figure something out.”
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George looked into Clay’s eyes, glancing down at his lips for a moment. “You promise?”
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“I promise, George,” Clay spoke softly, smiling a little at the brunette, He glanced down at his lips for a moment, looking back up at his eyes.
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