so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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“I don’t wanna get up, but my ass hurts from this tile,” George whined, wincing slightly as his head bumped against the wall.
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Clay chuckled, rubbing the back of George’s head with his hand. “Want me to like, carry you into your room or something?”
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George whined, leaning into Clay’s touch. “This once- and don’t you dare pretend to drop me or some s---, I will vomit on you.”
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“I won’t, promise,” Clay said with a chuckle, pressing a kiss on the side of George’s head. He pulled his hand back and stood up, turning and carefully helping George to his feet. “You wanna get on my back or?”
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George hummed quietly and nodded, moving his hands to Clay’s shoulders and hopped on once he crouched down.
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Clay stood up and made sure George was secure before heading to his room. He nudged open the door with his foot and walked over to the bed, turning around and gently setting his boyfriend back down on the bed.
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“That was really unnecessary, now that it happened, but thank you,” George said softly, laying back down again.
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“Yeah, but I like carrying you around,” Clay said with a chuckle, pressing a kiss on George’s forehead. “You need anything else? Should I grab a trashcan so you don’t have to like, worry about not making it to the bathroom?”
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“Yeah, actually, that’d be nice,” George mumbled, grabbing a loose blanket and putting it over his eyes.
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Clay nodded, leaving the room and going to the kitchen. He grabbed a few grocery bags and headed back to the bathroom, stuffing them into the trash can. He hummed softly as he grabbed it and brought it back into George’s room, setting it down on the floor by his head. “You want me to stay in here with you, ‘cause I can leave if you need a minute alone-“
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“No, oh my God, when have I ever wanted a minute alone-“ George asked, chuckling quietly as he lifted an arm to invite Clay in.
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“That’s true,” Clay said with a chuckle, climbing into bed beside George and holding him close.
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“Being alone is boring,” George said with a quiet chuckle, wrapping his arms around Clay’s neck and pressing their cheeks together.
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“You’re definitely right about that,” Clay replied, hugging George close and rubbing his back. “Sometimes it’s kinda nice, especially when I’m overwhelmed. But then I get lonely and need someone to talk to-“
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“Yeah, it’s lonely,” George said with a small giggle, throwing a leg over Clay’s.
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