so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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Clay chuckled and walked over, crawling into bed beside George and hugging him close. He pressed a kiss on his lips, smiling a little. “Sorry about Nick, I told him not to bug you-“
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George kissed him back, wrapping his arms around him and throwing a leg over Clay’s side. “It’s okay. It’s hard to stay mad at Nick.”
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Clay chuckled, nodding a little. He rested his hand on George’s thigh and pulling him closer, wrapping his leg around his waist. He kissed his neck, humming softly as he hugged his boyfriend close.
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George hummed quietly in content, tracing shapes on Clay’s back. “I love you,” he mumbled, leaning against him.
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“I love you, too,” Clay spoke softly, rubbing his thumb against George’s thigh. He hummed softly, kissing the side of his head.
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George hummed quietly, kissing Clay’s jaw as his eyelids fluttered shut. “I really hope Nick stays away for a bit-“
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Clay chuckled, nodding a little in agreement. He held George close, closing his eyes with content. He wanted to talk to George more about why he didn’t want to eat, why he doesn’t eat often, but he didn’t want to push or pressure him into telling him.
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George sighed, moving a hand up into Clay’s hair, gently massaging his head.
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Clay relaxed in George’s touch, curling closer to the brunette. He exhaled softly, resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder.
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George hummed quietly, smiling a little at Clay’s reaction to his touch. “You’re so cute-“ he mumbled, opening his eyes a little.
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Clay blushed a little, chuckling softly. He curled closer to George, burying his face in his shoulder as he got lost in his thoughts.
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“Are you still tired?” George asked quietly, rubbing Clay’s back and pressing a kiss onto the side of his head.
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“A bit,” Clay murmured, curling closer to George. He sighed softly, turning his head a little. “I- I know I already asked this, but- Is something going on, George?” He asked quietly, his voice shaking from nervousness.
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“In what way?” George asked, trying to act oblivious.
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“Hun, please-“ Clay spoke, sitting up and looking at George. “I haven’t seen you eat in a good while, and you keep saying you’re not hungry- I just want to know what’s going on,” he spoke softly.
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