Different But Unique

TW's:
-Medication

Clay's POV

It was a week later and I finally could go to the psychiatrist. George had gone to the gender clinic a little while back and they had accepted him to have the surgery he wanted so badly. He would have to wait a while, but it was going to happen.

I had been waiting weeks for this and I ran into his office while screaming at the top of my lungs.

'HELLO, SIR. I NEED DRUGS AND QUICK.'

The psychiatrist was probably very used to people like me and he nodded. 'Sit down.'

'I'D RATHER RUN,' I yelled and I ran through his office as my parents sat down.

'That's fine, Clay. You can run around, but can you listen to me?'

'WHAT DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?'

'Why you are here.'

'AAAAAHHH, ADHD.'

'Okay, can you tell me a few of your struggles.'

'I CAN'T SIT DOWN, I CAN'T CONCENTRATE, I'M GOING CRAZY. I FORGET EVERYTHING AND I NEVER LISTEN TO PEOPLE, AAAAAHH.'

'How is school going?'

'I GO TO THE SPECIAL SCHOOL.'

'That sounds great! And how are you doing?'

'AAAAAHH, I CAN'T CONCENTRATE LONGER THAN A MINUTE ON MY HOMEWORK.'

'That must be difficult, how long does homework take you?'

'FOUR TO FIVE HOURS. OH, A FLOWER.'

I ran to the window and looked at the flower, not hearing the psychiatrist anymore. I got bored of the flower and I laid down on the ground, rolling around just to sit in my chair after. 'AAAAHHHH.'

'Clay, I'm going to prescribe you medication for your ADHD. We will start with one, but we are most likely raising the doses to two or more pills a day. If those pills don't work within a week or two, we would like you to stop with them and try new ones.'

'AM I GOING TO BE WEIRD WITH THEM?'

'You're going to be a lot calmer and you will be able to focus more easily. They work around six hours unless we raise the doses so after that you'll be like this again. You'll be able to start today.'

I sat down again and I started turning around on my chair. 'DRUGS.'

I couldn't concentrate anymore and I started running around. After a while my parents had finished talking and they were going to get my medication at the pharmacy. I got brought back home as I ran inside to cuddle with George. He sat on the couch and opened his arms as I jumped into them.

'HELLO.'

'Hi, Clay. How did it go?'

'I FORGOT, I think I'm getting drugs.'

'I really hope that will help you.'

I nodded heavily and I kissed George's face. George smiled at me and grabbed my shoulders. 'Are your parents coming soon?'

'I THINK IN ABOUT TEN MINUTES.'

'Do you want to kiss for a little?' George asked shyly.

I smiled and I nodded heavily, pressing my lips on his. George was smiling a little through the kiss and I cupped his face as I rolled on top of him. We kissed for a long while and I broke the kiss. 'GEORGIE, we should go to my room.'

George giggled and he nodded. 'We probably should.'

I grabbed his hand and I pulled him with me upstairs and I smiled at him. 'GEORGIE?'

'Yes?'

'Now I know your secret, do you dare to show me your chest? I want to kiss your scars again, because you're beautiful.'

George smiled shyly and he lifted his shirt slowly, taking it off after. I looked at his chest and I jumped down on the bed next to him, kissing all his scars. 'Beautiful, handsome, cute, amazing,' I said, kissing his chest between every word.

'Do you actually like me?'

'I do,' I yelled as I started rolling over the bed. 'I'm sweating.' I took off my shirt too and I hugged George tightly.

'Chest, chest, chest, chest, chest,' I said as I kissed him each time after I said it. 'Kiss!'

I pressed my lips on George's again and he kissed me back immediately, holding me close to his body. I was rubbing my hand over his chest meanwhile and I was smiling a lot. I found George so beautiful as I was so in love with him.

I completely calmed down while I was kissing with George and I wasn't even moving anymore. I was only kissing George as I held my hand on his chest, cupping his face with my other one.

Downstairs I heard the door opening and normally I would have ran downstairs and screamed at my parents, but I was completely lost in the moment with George. I hugged him tightly and I rolled to my side so I could wrap my arms around his shoulders.

We kissed for a long while and we both smiled softly at each other. 'George, I'm in love with you. I couldn't care less about what you have ever been, you're a boy and I love you more than anything on this whole planet.'

George smiled and he looked at my chest and then at his. 'Do I look like a boy?'

'You do, because you are.'

'I don't dare showering anymore,' George whispered. 'I hate my body so much.'

'What can I do to help you?'

'I don't know, Clay. It makes me so sad that I haven't just been born a boy. I actually cry every time I'm in the shower,' he whispered. 'I feel so weird and alone.'

'Would it help if I'm with you and hold your hand when you shower?'

George shrugged shyly. 'I don't know, it might. I won't be so alone, I always shower with my boxers on.'

'You can just keep doing that, but if you trust me enough, you don't have to.'

'But you will see me as a girl.'

'You're not a girl, so I won't see you as one.'

'But down there I'm a girl.'

'That doesn't make you one, if you feel like a boy, then you simply are.' I kissed his cheek and smiled. 'I will always find you beautiful.'

George smiled shyly and hugged me tightly. 'I love you so much.'

'I love you MOREEEEE,' I screamed as I ran around again.

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