Chapter 8: The bottom

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The boys had begun a group stream after that, hoping the fans wouldn't catch on to them all being in the same house. George had set up in the spare room with his PC noting just how hot it really was in there. He was glad that he was going to sleep in Clay's room instead of this one for that very reason. That and one other thing. Eventually, George's caffeinated tea he had been running on all day had run dry and he began to feel the toll of jet lag on his shoulders. He let out a loud yawn and noted he should probably hop off the stream for a nap. The other two agreed to get off too and they all said their goodbyes.

"I think I should also get some sleep," said Clay, when the boys gathered back together in the kitchen.

"Alright you two, but no funny business while I'm around alright?" Sapnap joked. "I don't want to see George coming out of the room limping since he is clearly the bottom." George flushed red and let out a groan at Sapnap.

"Am not!" He blurted. Not really thinking about the implications of his words. The other two boys rang laughter throughout the house before Clay got silent. He quickly took George's jaw in his hand and placed his face inches away from George's own.

"Are you sure?" He grumbled in a deep voice laced with teasing. The blush darkened and George let out a little whimper unintentionally. Sapnap and Clay practically died from the laughing fit that erupted. They both fell to the floor and wheezed. George remained frozen, hoping they couldn't see how tight his pants were getting. The laughter died down and they went into their respective rooms for a nap. Clay on the other side of the bed from George.

This is it, thought Clay, here goes nothing.

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