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I was on my way to Clays.
Am I listening to his music on repeat right now? Yes I am.
I hummed to the songs whilst getting closer and closer to his house- my Google maps showing me so- and dying inside.
Not only was I meeting my newly found friend- but also my idol and crush.
Surprise, I have a crush on Clay, wow.
"You will reach your destination in 3 minutes. Turn to your right in 500 meters." The Google voice said.
My smile grew wider and wider every moment. This was so exciting.
I mean- He would be wearing a mask and glasses- and so would I. If he was gonna play the game, so would I.
When I got there I pulled up my mask up, and glasses down.
Getting out of my car I walked over to his front door, knocking, and soon enough the Dream himself opened the door.
"Y/N.."
"Clay"
HOLY SHIT IS HE HOT- WEARING ALL THAT OR NOT HOLY- NCJENF HIS HAIR IS SO BEAUTIFUL- I thought as he stepped out.
We stood there in silence before he opened his arms. I hugged him and he let out a little laugh. "God Y/N You do not know how excited I am right now." He said, tightening the hug.
"S-same here." I said through the hug.
When we let go we continued looking at each other. "You know, you're really different than what I have imagined. And the mask is very rude of you." He joked about the last part.
"I'll take it off when you take it off. That's just how life works. And same goes for you. Your hair is so- poofy-" I said, looking at his hair.
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Out of nowhere I hear a meow inside the house.
"No.way." I say, looking at Clay and then behind him. "Is that who I think it Is?"
He nodds and I whisper a little "can I?"
He moved to the side, letting me in as I go straight to the cat. "Holy shit it's Patches- I'm gonna cry-" I let her sniff my hand, before she started sniffling my whole hand before cuddling up for me. I squealed out a little "Oh my god-"
"Wow, Patches is more loved than me." The tall guy says behind me.
"Of course she is, you're not the one with your face all over my table." I started petting Patches. "God she's so cute-"
I took a deep breath again and turned my head to Clay, not moving. "Can I take a picture? I won't post it anywhere- just for Mason."
Clay giggled a bit and nodded. "Of course you can. I trust you." Only then when I was making the photos he noticed. "Wait, you're wearing the shirt!- Didn't I get you a hoodie-?"
"Oh, yeah, you did. I just wanted to support a friend." I smiled as I continued playing with Patches and taking photos.
"Y/N, no. That's like- 25!"
"Then make it cheaper. I dare you." I jokingly said.
He rolled his eyes and went over to get something. "If you wanna give me the money back I won't take it."
"If you dont-" He came back, holding a 20 and a 10 dollar bill. "-Then I will take away Patches."
I gasped dramatically. "You did not just say that!" I put my hand on my chest, the other still with Patches, as she continued to sniff me.
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"Oh I did. Take the money."
"Fine." I snatched the money from him.
"Oh, and since you're staying here I got you some food and ingredients ready if you feel like cooking. Want me to show you your room?" He asked.
"Oh yeah, that's be nice." I said, standing up and picking up Patches.
We walked upstairs and past a few rooms, when we stopped before a door. "This is yours. Feel free to do whatever your like in here."
"Holy shit- this is like- bigger than my whole apartment! Ok yeah no that was a bit dramatic but still! It's huge!"
"The door to your left is a closet and to your right a bathroom." He said as I continued looking around.
"You're insane. This is a guest bedroom?" I asked.
"Yeah" he rubbed the back of his Neck. "Want me to show you anything else? You can check everything out except Saps room cuz I don't know how he feels about that."
"Ok, yeah, right, forgot you're rich. Ok, I have one more question."
He looked at me.
"Can I see the room?" I asked, putting Patches down. She ran downstairs right away, probably for her food.
"The room? Oh! Yeah, follow me." We walked down the hallway and stopped in front of a door. "Here it is."
I gestured, asking if I can open the door to which he nodded.
"Holy shit- it's bigger than from the stream-" I said, looking around, when I spotted a familiar drawing and envelope. "Wait- you put mine in here too?"
"Mhm. The other letters are in my room."
"You kept them?!"
"You didn't? But yeah, I in general keep all the sent letters."
"No of course I did but like- you're Clay- fucking Dream! Of course I'm gonna keep it!"
"What, you're not as special as me?"
"Obviously not-"
"Come here." He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.
We got to the room next door, as Clay opened the door and let me in first. When he got in he showed me a picture frame next to his set up.
"No way..." He had framed the first letter I had ever sent him. "Why?"
"Well, first of all it was the start of our friendship and second it- kinda like- give me luck? Well- better said it gives me motivation to keep going. For example, during the MCC last month, we were really close to loosing, but then I looked over at your letter and I was able to win it." He said, scratching his neck again.
"I- I don't know what to say." I was really out of words. Did it really mean so much to him?
He smiled.
"You're a simp."
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Sry for not uploading yesterday, I fell asleep while writing :')
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