so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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Clay froze, blushing red as he realized what he said. “Nothing- I didn’t say anything,” he said, meeting eyes with George. “I- I think you need to get your ears checked or something,” he said with an anxious chuckle, his face turning brighter red each passing second.
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“Okay, just making sure,” George said with a chuckle, grabbing the edge of the hammock and aggressively flipping it over and Clay off if it. He laughed as he settled it again and laid down.
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“f----“ Clay screamed as he was flipped over, landing on the ground with a thud. “Jesus Christ, don’t f---ing do that!” He exclaimed, laughing. He sat up, groaning as he rubbed the back of his head. “You trying to give me a concussion or something??” He stood up and brushed himself off before turning back to face George, flopping down on the hammock and on top of the brunette. “Ahh, much better~” He teased, chuckling.
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“Buy uh, you’re not getting back that easily,” George said, starting to shove Clay off.
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Clay clung to George, burying his face in his neck. “I’m never letting go now, Georgie~” He said with a chuckle, his voice a bit muffled.
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George shrieked, continuing to try and shove Clay away. “Oh my God, let go of me, you pervert!” He said, giggling.
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“Never~! Also, don’t call me a pervert, weirdo!” Clay exclaimed, chuckling.
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“I’ll call you whatever I want when you’re trying to give me a hickey!” George said with a laugh, trying to find a way to get clay off of him.
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“Pfft- I’m not tryna give you a hickey, dumb---!” Clay exclaimed, laughing. He lifted his head and moved his hands to either side of George’s head, still sat on his lap. He stared at the brunette, blushed and chuckling awkwardly. “Sorry, I uh- I’m just messing around, I- sorry,” he said with an awkward grin, moving off of George and laying back down beside him.
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“Yeah, you weirdo,” George said with a chuckle, grabbing the half-empty pack of bread and playfully hitting Clay with it.
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Clay chuckled and rolled his eyes, gently hitting George’s shoulder with his hand. He exhaled, staring up at the sky, that was now covered with clouds. God, I’m in love with him, aren’t I? He thought with a small smile, subconsciously resting his head on George’s shoulder again.
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George yawned again, grabbing the blanket and covering his eyes. “Does it like, ever rain here?”
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“Yeah, more often than you’d think,” Clay replied with a short nod, yawning softly. “I mean, it doesn’t happen often often, but more often than you’d expect.”
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“I usually expect every day,” George replied with a chuckle. “Like in England.”
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“Damn, really? Honestly, I don’t think I’d hate that,” Clay replied with a tired yawn, chuckling softly. “I really like the rain. It’s very calming~”
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