George pov

I awoke once again under the comfort of Clay's embrace and the influence of a sleepiness hanging over me.

The blonde wasnt awake yet, and a quick look at the clock on my bedside table told me that he was late in getting up.

I slipped out of his arm's hold on my back, standing on my slightly wobbling legs and smiling down at the beautiful boy in my bed.

Walking down the hall to the bathroom, I could look into my mirror and smile.

Ken wasnt here, and nor was Clay.

It was me.

Just me.

And the fact that I could smile when they weren't here made my grin grow all the wider.

I walked out of the bathroom, headed towards the kitchen, ready to try my hand at cooking after so long of teaching Dream how.

I got perhaps a little too carried away, preparing several pancakes more than what we needed, eggs split between sunny side up and scrambled, and an elegant fruit platter with a cream smoothie.

By the time the blonde rose from his slumber, I'd set everything out, and had taken my seat at the side of his, waiting patiently with a smile on my face.

"What's this for?" he asks, grinning at me.

I roll my eyes playfully.

"It's for you, duh." I say, standing to lead him towards his seat.

~time skip cause I'm a lazy Minecrafter~

We were sitting on the couch, playing a calm game of Mario Kart after dozens of heated matches.

By now, I couldnt stop glancing at Dream, his beauty shining brightly in the sunlight that had decided to finally peek from behind the storm clouds that had hung over several days.

I wanted him to be mine.

I put my remote down, Clay immediately noticing my lack of interest in the game as I shamelessly stared at him.

"What's up?" he says, turning his undevided attention to me.

"I... Clay, I love you..." I say, looking down at my hands before he took one in his hand.

"But?" He looks worried.

"I... I want you to be mine." I say quietly, nervous despite the calm atmosphere around us.

"Then be my boyfriend." he says, kissing me before I have a chance to respond.

Alright, little intervention.

If you want to be happy with the end of this book, stop reading right now.

Do not read any further.

You will be saddened at some point in the coming parts and you have been warned.

If you are going to stop now, I want to thank you for your support thus far. It has been much appreciated!

Alright, glad you decided to read. We're gonna have some fun

~Time skip~

It was around midnight when it happened.

I was awoken by the doorbell.

The doorbell.

It hadnt rung in so long.

It hadnt rung since the last time Ken was here.

I hadnt seen him all day. COuld it be?

My mind was clouded with delirium, tired from my full day with my boyfriend.

I stumbled down the hallway, my feet growing cold as they padded across the freezing wooden floorboards that creaked, conjuring my conscious back into my sleep-ridden body with the sheer eeriness of the situation.

I arrived at the door, cursing once more at the fact that Ken decided to get an apartment with no eyehole to check the visitors.

I opened the door, being taken aback with the dusty-blonde haired man standing at my doorstep.

He looked just like the young boy I'd seen with my brother very few times when I was young.

Flashback (he's 5)

Ken got home from school and I was bleeding in the living room.

I'd cut my leg on the corner of the table, trying to run away from my dad when he was in one of his rages earlier today.

The only thing that saved me was this cut. WHen he saw me fall to the ground in pain, starting to cry, looking back at him fearfully thinking I'd be caught, he just laughed.

He bent over, laughing like I'd never seen him before.

I'd never seen him smile.

I tried to wipe my tears and stop them from flowing down my face.

I made my dad laugh, and even if I was in pain, I felt happier in his presence because of it than I ever remembered being.

As I thought back to that time, the front door swung open, my brother standing on the doorstep in front of a boy with light hair who looked scared at the sight of me.

"Hey, I'll take care of this, you go home." Ken said, rushing towards me without even closing the door, allowing me to see the boy clearly.

"W-Will he be okay? Will you be okay?" he asks, his voice higher than what seemed normal, shaking slightly with worry.

"Yeah, now, please, go home for now, alright. I'll see you tomorrow." Ken picked me up, turning towards his friend, looking pleadingly at him.

The boy nodded, closing the door and walking away

~Flashback from when he was 8~

I was outside.

Ken had been gone all day and I was waiting for him to get back home.

My patents had locked me outside in nothing but a hoodie and sweatpants in the sweltering Florida summer heat.

I was sweating sitting on the ground as the image of m neighborhood swam in front of me, nothing in my power being able to be done that would help me.

I didnt have a key for my house and my parents had told me not to leave the yard.

A lot of people walked by the house, giving me disgusted looks, but carrying on as though they didnt see my sickly state.

Until he walked by.

The same boy, now a teenager, looking at me with the same worried expression on his face.

"Hey, you're Ken's br- you know what, come with me, you're not well." he said. I remember hazily wondering why he hesitated to label me as a relative to my brother.

I was weak, but I found the strength to shake my head no, not wanting the awaiting beating that would follow the disobeying of one of my father's orders.

The boy walked over to me as I was nearing a loss of conscience, picking me up and carrying me down the block to a house where he treated me to whatever a 10-year-old could want.

I was happy, one of the small lights that shone in my grey childhood.

And now, the same boy, now a man, was standing before me, looking at me with relief and happiness.

"Astro?"

Alright, I hate this chapter.

But, on the bright side, we're done with Part 1!!

WOOOOOOO!

We've got angst coming!

Yay!

I love you all! You have my support in any endeavors you choose to go after!

I'll write the chapter for Part 2 tomorrow, I've written too much today.

Have a good day, night, afternoon, noon, midnight, midmorning, morning, evening, dusk, and dawn. You deserve to.

Byeeee! I hope you guys are enjoying this book so far.

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