It was early evening, the sun starting to set in the distance. I sat on the beach, admiring the shades of orange and pink that we're starting to take over the blue sky. Suddenly I got a text that made my heart skip a beat

Georgie ❤︎

Hey Dream! Wyd rn?

I'm watching the sunset at the beach, why?

I'm bored :P

You wanna come? I'm feeling a bit lonely ;(

Sure why not. See you in 10!

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I wondered why he had accepted so eagerly, it's not like he can see much colour. But once the sun is down there would be stars, and we could see them clearly since there's not much city light here.

"Dream!" I heard George giggle from behind me.

"Hey George! You know you can call my Clay right?"

"I knowwww."

"Come, sit." I said, patting the ground next to me. He sat next to me and looked at our surroundings, seemingly uninterested in the sky.

"George? You okay?" I asked

"Yeah, I guess so. I just can't see how pretty the sky really is.." His voice trailed off.

"It's okay Gogy, we can look at the starts once the sun is gone!"

George smiled at me, he seemed to like that idea. So while we waited for the sun to disappear, we talked about Minecraft, YouTube and other things like that. But one thing he said really stuck out to me, "Can I put my Minecraft bed next to yours Dreamie~"

First of all, he asked to put his Minecraft bed next to mine, which I obviously accepted. And second, he called me Dreamie, which made I heart flutter if I'm being honest.

Once the sun was gone, I laid down on the sand, not caring if the sand got in my hair. I felt George laid down next to me and we stared up at the stars in silence, a comfortable silence.

"Do you know anything about constellations Clay?" asked George.

"No," I replied. "I just think the stars are pretty. The way they make the night sky light up more."

"That's fair." he said before we laid in silence more.

We laid like that for about an hour when George wrapped his arm around my waist, now that took me by surprise. I looked at him, clearly confused, but he must've thought I was mad since my moved his arm. "S-Sorry."

"For what?"

He kinda just stared at me, not wanting to talk. I flipped on to my side, and he did as well so that we were facing each other.

"We can cuddle if you want George, I have no problem with it." I said softly.

His eyes lit up as he wrapped his arm around my waist again and dug his face into my chest. I wrapped my arms around George's back, smiling.

"You smell good." he mumbled into my hoodie.

I giggled a bit and started to blush. "Thank you?"

I little while had passed and his breathing had slowed, but he was still clung to me. I moved my hand to his hair and started to play with it a bit. His hair was really soft, like extremely soft. What shampoo does he use? I thought to myself, as I drifted off to sleep.

An hour or two I woke up, I took my phone out of my pocket to check the time, it was 4:20am (haha funny number).

"Wake up I whispered into his ear. He still laid there, fast asleep.

"Oh Georgeeee." I said a bit louder this time. He didn't wake up.

"George!" I yelled while throwing a bit of sand on him.

He jumped up, "AGh! Dream, what the hell!"

George threw some sand at me, annoyed.

"You wanna go?" I said playfully, standing up. He stumbled up on to his feet and started running away from me.

"C'MERE GEORGEEE!!" I screamed while throwing sand at him. I caught up to him and started tickling his sides, which made him collapse on the ground.

"Dr-eam. AGh, St-o-o-p." he said while laughing. "Cl-ay, stoop, pl-e-ease."

I laughed softly, and pulled my arms away just for George to start tickling me.

"Jesus Dream," he said. "You sound like a fucking tea kettle!"

I dug my hand into the sand as best as I could and I threw it at him. George jumped up and started running from me again.

"Again? Seriously? I'm gonna catch you again!"

I chased after him for a couple minutes when I caught him and tackled him. George was laying on his back up, while I was on top of him, our faces merely a few inched apart.

"See? I told you I'd get you again." I said while giggling.

"Yeah.."

I pecked his lips and got off of him. George was taken aback, he was not expecting me to do that. His lips looked so soft, I just had to. George looked at me, he was as red as a tomato. I was laying on my back at this point, staring into space, when I felt a ton of pressure on my chest. George.

George was on top of me, staring into my eyes, I looked at his. He kissed me, just quickly and then just dug his nose in to the crook of my neck. And we laid there together like that until the sun came up.