so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“No, it’s not- I hurt you, clearly, I- I made you so upset you went out and got s----faced and f---in’ wasted,” Clay said, watching George with an upset look on his face. “And I’m sorry- I’m so sorry, Georgie-“ He exhaled, lifting a hand up to his face and wiping away the tears that rolled down his face.
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George shook his head quickly, moving away from Clay’s touch. “I’m gonna throw up-“ he slurred, standing and starting towards the closest bathroom.
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Clay hopped up, following George to make sure he was okay.
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George ran to the bathroom, kneeling next to the toilet and gripping the rim of it. He breathed heavily, trying not to panic.
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Clay followed George in and crouched down beside him, rubbing his back. He didn’t know what else to do, and he was panicking himself.
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George kneeled there for a few more minutes, staring into the toilet bowl as he tried to remember to breathe. “Go- lay down-“
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“George, I think you need to go lay down,” Clay said nervously, rubbing his back. “Are you okay??”
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George nodded, standing and stumbling back a moment. “I’ll be fine-“
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“Are you sure, George? I- I can help you, I-“ Clay asked, worry in his voice.
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George paused, leaning against the wall for a moment. “I dunno-“ he whispered, subconsciously moving over to Clay and wrapping his arms around the blonde. “I love you-“ he muttered, hiccuping.
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“I-“ Clay exhaled softly, wrapping his arms around George. “I love you too, Georgie,” he murmured softly, rubbing his back. I- I don’t know if he means it or not, but- God, I f---ing hope so~ He held his boyfriend close, exhaling quietly.
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George hummed quietly, leaning heavily against Clay. He lifted his head, puckering his lips like he did when he first got in the house, moving up towards Clay.
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Clay panicked for a moment, gently pushing George away. “Uh, yeah no, we’re- No- No kissing while you’re drunk, okay?” He said with a nervous chuckle, putting a bit of distance between them.
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George whined, letting go of him and stumbling towards the bathroom door. “I’m sorry, I’m- so fuxking selfish/“ he said, tears coming into his eyes.
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“What- No! George, you’re not, I promise!” Clay said quickly, worry in his voice. “I just- I don’t feel comfortable kissing you while you’re drunk, it’d be like I’m taking advantage of you- I promise you’re not being selfish!”
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