lavender //dnf//

5

TW: alcohol/drinking and slight nsfw

also just pretend sapnap is above the legal drinking age LOL

A couple of weeks flew by, and George had settled in nicely. Although, he was still having to share a room with Clay.

The tall, dominant dirty blond and the smaller brunette had bonded well over two weeks, George had caught Clay staring at him a few times, and vice versa. As well as Clay constantly flirting, which George loved, but he couldn't help but feel flustered and have to walk out of the room when it happened.

The weather was still awful, but Spring was slowly approaching. Nick sat beside George and Clay on the couch, who were lazily scrolling through their phones.

"Can we get drunk tonight? Oh my God that would be so funny," Nick blurted out, sitting up straight and throwing excited looks towards George and Clay.

"I don't really drink," George said, quietly laughing.

Clay put his phone down, and looked directly to George, "I'm down. Come on George, it'll be funny!" He playfully pushed the brunette's shoulder and gave him a smile.

George rolled his eyes, "I-fine." He gave in, and Clay and Nick both picked up a cushion from the couch and threw it at his pale face.

George wanted to see what Clay was like when he was drunk, but then again, what if George turned into a different person when intoxicated? What if he completely exposed himself to Clay? There were so many things that could go wrong, yet George tried to remember to just have fun.

They didn't do much all day, except all take showers and lounge around. Nick had taken a nap at around 3pm, and woke at 7. He walked into the living room to see both George and Clay fast asleep on the couch. George's head was resting on Clay's lap, who had his hand on George's face. They looked adorable. Nick stared at the two of them, smiling and taking his phone out from his pocket. He snapped a picture, forgetting to turn is phone on silent, and quickly shoved it back in his pocket.

He didn't want to wake them, because they looked so comfortable and content. So he waited for them to wake up themselves.

It was now around 8pm, and Nick turned is head to see George sitting up. He was smiling to himself, before he saw Nick smirking rediculously.

"What time is it?" George asked. His face was glowing, and he looked happy.

"Eight, wake Clay up," Nick replied, nodding his head towards Clay's figure, "give him a kiss or something."

"SAPNAP! What the fuck is wrong with you?" George punched his best friend in the shoulder, but couldn't contain his laughter and embarrassment.

God I wish I could kiss him.

George continued, lowering his voice, "we shouldn't wake him."

Nick sat up straight and rolled his eyes, he started to repeatedly prod Clay's thigh with his index finger. "WAKE UP! WAKEEEE UPPPP!" He repeated like a three-year-old, until Clay's eyes shot open.

"Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed, and shot a nasty look in Nick's direction. Clay focussed his eyes onto George and smiled. The three of them were now wide awake, and knew they would be until early hours of the morning.

From then, a night of heavy drinking begun.

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"You have to be fucking joking me!" Nick slammed his cards onto the table, before grasping his bottle and downing the rest of the dangerous liquid.