Love Hangover

Airport

As George walks into the airport he gets a wave of coldness go through his body. He takes his phone out of his pocket and looks at his Lock Screen, of course it's Clay who else would it be? This is the first time they decided to meet up, it had almost been 7 years since they first met online.

Clay was on the plane with his headphones in ignoring the crying children and angry middle age women, trying to drown out the sound with loud music. He hums "I see a Dreamer, By CG5" softly when the captain comes over the mic.

"Good evening passengers, we will be landing in 20 minutes. Please make sure you and your kids are seated and your tray table is closed, thank you."

Clay sighs in nervousness, he was always wanted to see George but he never thought it would happen. His stomach rumbles, he didn't eat any of the plane food because it looked old and disgusting, all he had was a bag of Lays and some lemonade.

*agh whatever* he thinks.

As George passes through the airport, he looks to the sign on his left.

||FLORIDA - LONDON||
ARRIVING: 5:30 PM

George looks down at his phone
*5:15*

*HOLY F*CK* George thinks. His face feels hotter, and his cheeks turn red in embarrassment. He really wants to see Clay, it's all he's wanted for 2 years. George really liked Clay, like a lot. He just wanted to feel him, hug him, kiss him. George wanted Clay, and he would do anything for him.

Clays heart dropped as the planes wheels hit the runway. The plane shakes softly as the wheels screech on the runway, he can smell the burning rubber. As the plane comes to a stop the pilot comes over the intercom once again.

"Hello passengers this is your pilot, we have now landed in London, England. Please grab your overhead baggage and we will direct you to the exit.

As Clay gets off the plane, he has to duck as he's too tall to walk through the door. He walks into the airport and he turns red, he's so scared, but excited.

*God dammit Clay keep your shit together, he's just a short British boy it's fine. Heh* he thinks.

As he walks through customs he begins walking slower, more hesitant to go to the exit.

George walks to the exit of his gate

"G56" he recites "Ugh, okay"

He moves to the front of the gate and opens his Snapchat up.

'I'm here!!!! I can't wait to fucking see you' he texts Clay

'Fucking same dude, I'm almost here' Clay replies

As Clay looks up from his phone he walks down a set of stairs, the sign above him points to his right. He reads*AIRPORT EXIT*. Clay takes a deep breath as he walks around the corner, just keeping his head down he looks up.
*There he is. George. That short British boy.* Clay thinks

It's almost as they were looking at each other for an hour, *George's large brown eyes, beautiful. I want to stare into them forever* Clay thinks.

As George closes his eyes Clay refocuses and continues walking. He goes around the last metal handrail, he runs toward George.

George grabs onto Clay and wraps his arms around Clay's torso, so tight. He doesn't wanna let go, Clay was warm, his clothes soft. He runs the side of his face into Clay's shoulder, feeling his hoodie against his skin. 

*He smells nice too, wow* George thinks

As Clay looks down he puts one hand around George's waist. He's hesitant, but decides to run the other hand through George's hair. It's soft, it smells nice too. Like a field full of lavender.

George's heart flutters, Clay's hand through his hair, he could do this forever. He doesn't want to let go. Ever.

Clay stops for a brief moment to ask George,

"Do you have a limo waiting for me or what?"

George looks up while still hugging him and replies.

"Haha no sorry, your highness" he says while smirking. "But I do have a 4 star taxi, cause you know, I can't drive" 

"I know George." Clay says while trying to hold back a wheeze.

"Uh- whatever." George grunts "C'mon its this way, do you need any food on the way there?"

"Well, yeah I guess, I didn't have any airplane food" Clay says

"Yeah I expected that of you, picky bastard" George mutters

Clay laughs "Oh shut up. Just get me home"