so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“Whaaaat? Nooo, I would never~” George slurred, leaning heavily against Clay after he stood.
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Clay held George close, still a little hesitant to celebrate any further. “Come on, let’s- Let’s sit back down,” he said, sitting his boyfriend back down on the couch.
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“Noo, let’s dance~” George said with a giggle, grabbing onto Clay’s shoulders and gripping them to stay up.
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“George- George, please, sit down,” Clay asked, panic settling back in his voice. God, what- what do I do?! I’ve never been on this side of the situation before, how the hell did Nick handle me like this?!?
(hm, i smell a story for later-
s---, that means i gotta make one up- xD) -
(ooo yes lmao)
“Ugh, you’re no fun-“ George groaned quietly, leaning back until he fell against the couch. -
Clay sighed, watching George for a moment. “I’m- I’m gonna get you a water, okay? Please, stay still, okay?” He said, standing and heading back to the kitchen.
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“Haha- okay~” George said, giggling maniacally. He waited a moment, loudly but not meaning to dropping to the floor and starting to partially roll and crawl to the kitchen.
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Clay turned back and yelped, looking down as he almost tripped over George. “Holy s---, George-“ He set the cup down, crouching and helping his boyfriend up. “Babe, I told you to stay on the couch-“ He groaned softly, wrapping an arm around his waist to hold him up. He grabbed the glass of water and headed back into the living room, making George sit and lay down on the couch. “Stay, and drink this, okay?” He exhaled, handing George the water.
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“I know, exactly why I didn’t-“ George slurred, giggled. He took the water, taking a small sip before looking back up at Clay. “It doesn’t taste good-“
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“Just- Please drink the water, George,” Clay said, exhaling softly as he sat down beside him. He groaned softly, rubbing his face with his hands. He- He can’t have meant that, right? He’s so drunk, he can’t even think straight-
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George chuckled quietly, taking another sip of water and spilling it all over his shirt. “Oh, s----“
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Clay watched, exhaling softly. “Jesus Christ, George-“ He took the cup from the brunette and stood, going into the kitchen and grabbing towels to dry off George and the couch. Damn, I gotta apologize to Nick for those times I came over to his house blackout drunk-
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(stop, i found a song that reminds me of clay and his feelings for george xD
it’s so sappy but fits him perfectly lmaoo) -
(:0 what song)
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ George whispered, zoning out and grabbing his vape while Clay was gone, taking a hit of. -
(that part by lauren spencer smith- it just made me think of him u^u)
“No, it’s- It’s okay, just-“ Clay quickly walked over to George and gently pulled the vape from his hands, passing him the towels. “Dry yourself off, I’ll go get you a dry shirt. And I- I’m gonna hold onto this, I don’t want my mom coming home to the house smelling all fruity ‘n s---,” he added, sighing softly as he pocketed the vape. God, I’m so dead if she comes home to see him all s----faced, aren’t I?
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