bLiZzArD ;))
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Thread Topic: bLiZzArD ;))
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Clay followed George as they walked, gently squeezing the brunette’s hand.
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George stayed close to Clay's side as they walked, eventually making it back to the house. George walked inside, slipping his shoes off and heading into their room.
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Clay slipped off his shoes and shut the door, following George. “You gonna be okay?” He asked as he shut the door behind them after they entered the room, going to sit on the bed.
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"Mhm," George hummed, walking over to the bed and crawling on, laying down and staring up at the ceiling.
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Clay sat down beside George and watched him for a moment before lying down, staring up at the ceiling. He exhaled and slowly clenched the covers under him, losing himself in his thoughts.
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George looked over to him, turning on his side and wrapping his arms around Clay and admiring him silently for a moment.
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Clay kept his gaze on the ceiling but unclenched his fists, resting one of his hands on George’s. He inhaled and closed his eyes, letting out a quiet sigh.
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"Are you okay?" George asked, frowning.
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“To be honest, I’m a little frustrated,” Clay replied with a quiet chuckl, glancing over at George. “I- I just hate seeing you upset, and- and you don’t deserve to be treated in this way, especially by your own mother. It just- it pisses me off, and it pains me to see you in pain but not- not be able to do anything about it.” Tears filled his eyes and he squeezed them shut, exhaling shakily.
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George sighed, nodding slightly. "Yeah," He mumbled, pausing for a moment. "But you're here, and that's honestly the best you can do,"
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Clay sighed and curled closer to George, wiping his eyes and resting his head on the brunette’s chest. “I know, but I just- I feel like I could do better to protect you or something,” he mumbled, exhaling.
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"You're doing the best you can," George said quietly, looking up at the ceiling.
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Clay nodded slightly, curling closer to George’s side. ”Still, I feel bad you have to deal with your mom.”
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"There's nothing you can do about it," George said bluntly, sighing and closing his eyes.
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“I know,” Clay whined, sighing. He nuzzled George’s neck and wrapped his arms around the brunette’s waist, curling closer to him.
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