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My Famous Boyfriend

Requested by Floractic :)

George goes by Micheal (Mikey as a nickname from Dream) until Dream figures out he is a famous singer

Dream is mainly referred to as Clay

"____" - song lyrics

Song: I wanna be yours by Artic Monkeys

//- George (Micheal) -\\

I walked in from a long trip to the store, getting stuff for mine and my boyfriend Clay (or Dream, his name as a famous streamers) anniversary.
I felt bad for him though. See I'm a famous music artist, GeorgeNotFound. I felt bad lying for him, but I wanted to see how he'd treat me if I was just a normal person.

"Clay! Baby I'm back."

I could hear running from the kitchen, seeing Clay wearing an orange apron. His hair and apron was covered in flour and other cooking materials.

"Hey Micheal. I'm just sorting out some food for us, you know for tonight?"

I hummed, smiling at him as I walked over. I kissed his forehead and chucked.

"Baby, you're covered in flour.."

"It's fine! I'll clean up after everything's in the oven."

I smiled at him, seeing him eying the bags that were in my hand. I scoffed pulling them away from him, just incase he looked inside.

"Nope. That's for later baby. Now you go finish cooking. It smells absolutely delicious."

He nodded, jumping up to kiss my cheek and then walking back into the kitchen.

//- Clay ~ Later on (Dinner) -\\

I walked downstairs, hearing some music but my favourite artist, GeorgeNotFound.
I finally reached downstairs, the living room being dark and lit up by candles. The room was covered in rose petals and Micheal stood there with a bouquet of roses (my favourite flower.)

"Micheal! This is so amazing!"

"Thank you Clay.. I'd do anything for you. Come sit down."

He reached his hand out for me to grab and I accepted it graciously. He sat me down on the couch and passed me the Roses. I smiled and looked up at Micheal as he walked into the kitchen to presumably get the food.

I sniffed the flowers and placed them on the couch next to me. I looked around the room; silently appreciating the effort put in.
Micheal eventually came back, with two plates in hand. The plates had my spaghetti carbonara and he placed them on to the table.

"For you my love."

"Thanks Mikey~"

"I told you not to call me that."

I fakily glared at him and began laughing as we both ate.

//- Micheal/ George -\\

I loved that me and Clay got along so well and so easily. I had a feeling that I wanted to tell him who I actually was. I decided that I'd think on it as the night went on. We both laughed as we talked, eating our pasta at a steady pace.

"Hey baby..?"

I hummed, looking at Clay in wonder. He looked really happy, but really nervous at the same time.

"Would you ever lie to me..? About something like- completely life changing?"

"Like what-? Proposing?"