so american~
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George shivered slightly, blowing out a breath and curling closer to Clay. “You don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to-“
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“I want to stay with you,” Clay spoke softly, continuing to rub and scratch his back. “I mean, I haven’t spent much time with you recently, so-“ He exhaled softly, resting his head against the pillow. “I’m really sorry, for being so rude to you and ignoring you these past few weeks…”
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“Mm, it’s okay,” George hummed quietly. “I’m just glad you came to your senses.”
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“Me too,” Clay said with a soft chuckle, nodding. He buried his face in George’s hair, continuing to rub and gently scratch his back.
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“I’m gonna fall asleep again, just letting you know,” George muttered, yawning quietly.
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“Do you want me to wake you up when food’s ready?” Clay asked softly, holding George close.
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“No, not really,” George muttered softly. “s---, I forgot to even have those pills-“ he groaned, sitting up a little.
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Clay chuckled softly, letting go of George a little. “Do you need water for them?”
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“Mm, no, I’ll be fine,” George said softly, grabbing the bottle and pouring two pills into his hand and popping them in his mouth. “Best thing Ive learned is to dry swallow pills-“ he muttered with a chuckle, laying back down and latching onto Clay again.
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Clay chuckled and nodded, hugging George close. “So no waking you up? Not even for dinner?” He asked for confirmation, rubbing the brunette’s back.
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“No,” George muttered quietly, nuzzling into Clay’s neck. “You should go have dinner, though, please-“
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“Nah, it’s fine. I’m not super hungry right now, anyways,” Clay said softly, chuckling. “I can eat what’s left later.” He hummed softly, gently scratching George’s back with his hand.
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George shivered slightly. “But- I don’t want your mom to eat alone,” he muttered, his eyes fluttering shut. “I feel so bad-“
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“She’s got Sam, it’s fine,” Clay said, chuckling softly. “I wanna be here with you, anyways,” he murmured, holding George close. He pressed a gentle kiss on the top of his head, rubbing his back.
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“But- what if she suspects something and finds us like this,” George muttered, his muscles relaxing.
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