so american~
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Clay flinched at the sound and looked over, confused for a moment before seeing George stumble into the house. “Holy f---- George?” He jumped up from the couch, a panicked look on his face as he moved over to his boyfriend. “George, where- where are you? Why- I- What the f--- is going on?!” He asked, more to himself, as he grabbed onto George to keep him upright.
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George laughed, leaning forward onto Clay and puckering his lips. “Hi, pretty boy~” He said, his words slurring together. “Do you wanna hit of my- my vape?” He asked with a chuckle, bringing it out and holding it up to Clay.
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“Jesus- George, put that away,” Clay said, panicking as he pushed George’s hand down. “My God- Why do you reek of weed, holy s----“ He led his boyfriend over to the couch, sitting him down. “George, where were you??”
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“Your mom’s house~” George slurred, grabbing Clay’s shirt and pulling him down. “Now c’mere, give me a kiss-“
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“Wh- No, George- Seriously, where the hell have you been? Why do you reek of weed and alcohol??” Clay asked, panic in his voice. “Are you okay?? Why- Why weren’t you answering my calls??”
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“I’m- Oh, I’m great,” George said with a laugh, attempting to push himself onto his feet again. “I was at- Dan- Danny’s house- oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy~” George said, starting to drunkenly sing.
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“Who- Who’s Danny- Y’know what, that’s not important,” Clay said as he moved George to sit back down on the couch, exhaling softly. “Why- Why is my real question, what’s going on, George?”
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“You- you already know,” George said softly, grabbing Clay’s hand and placing his head in it. “You got mad at me, so I went drinking- andI made some friends-“
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Clay exhaled shakily, staring at George for a moment. “I- I know, and I’m so sorry, George. I should never have said that, I- I was just overwhelmed, I didn’t mean it, hun,” he spoke softly, resting his other hand on George’s knee. “That doesn’t mean you should go off and get high ‘n drunk, if- if I upset you, I would’ve preferred you tell me-“
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“But I did~” George said with a drunken laugh, looking up at Clay. “And it was fun~” he said, moving to stand again. “I’m lowkey hungry, though-“ he slurred.
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“I- I can get you something to eat, just- Please sit down, George,” Clay said, keeping George in his seat. He stood, walking into the kitchen. “What- What do you want??”
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“Noo, I wanna come with you~” George slurred, laying down on the couch. “Cuz I love you~” he said, hiccuping and giggling softly.
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Clay froze, his heart racing. He poked his head out of the kitchen, looking at his boyfriend on the couch. “You- you love me?” He asked, trying not to let himself smile. He’s- He’s drunk, he probably didn’t mean to say that- But people tend to say the things they only think when they’re drunk-
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“Yeaaaah~” George said, accidentally rolling off the couch and onto the floor. “Owwwwwww-“ he groaned.”
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“Oh, God-“ Clay rushed back over to the couch, moving over to George and crouching beside him. “And you’re- You’re not just saying that because you’re high, right?” He asked softly, a small smile on his face as he sat the brunette up and helped him to his feet.
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