As the world caves in

The morning of

Clay was warm. That's all he knew. His arm was asleep as he tried to shift. He slowly opened his eyes to see George naked in his arms. His headache pounding from the new light. He smell George he smelled like wet grass and sex. Clay buried his head deeper into George's neck. George stirred slightly as clay tried to go back to sleep.
George slowly came to. He realized as clay was snuggling into his neck further. He noticed clays bear chest. He blushed and took a hitched breath.
Clay woke up fully and suddenly. He was awoken by George's breathing. Clay slowly untangle himself from George as he looked at the time. The older opened his eyes, slowly rubbing them he asked the time.
"Uh it's like 8ish" clay said groggily.
George blushed as clay pulled back to reveal they were both fully undressed.
"Last night... uh... happened" George stuttered.
Clay smiled as George got more flustered, "it was fun we should do that again when we aren't so drunk" Clay turned to his side. George smiled and turned deep red.
"Yeah we should", George tried to sit up but was met with raging pain. He saw a flashing light, blood rushed to his head as he became dizzy. He leaned against the head board as clay went to get him some water. Clay came back in a t shirt and boxers holding a large glass of water.
"Here for your head", Clay stated.
George sat up. He slowly drank the entire glass. After his head stopped hurting as much he started to get out of the bed. As soon as he stood up he fell to his knees.
"Jesus fuck!"
Clay rushed over to his short boy. He put an arm around his bear waist and got him to the dresser. He made George sit on a chair close to it. He handed him clothes to put on and sat on the bed adjacent to the chair.
"You okay Georgie?" Clay tried his best to hide his smirk. He knew he did that to him and the thought drove him crazy.
George glared at clay. "Yeah I'm fine. Can you help me get to the bathroom. Please." George's voice laced with venom. Clay giggled. He helped George into the attached bathroom. George held himself up by holding the counter top. Clay stood in the door way waiting for George to tell him to leave.
George turned on the shower water hobbling his way around the bathroom. He turned the shower on and grabbed his tooth brush.
Clay kept standing there. Waiting. Watching. George finally turned to him,
"Do you wanna shower with me or what why are you just standing there?"
Clays face speckled with red. "I'll go down stairs unless you need help."
George rolled his eyes and closed the door in clays face. He turned toward the heating up shower. He made his way grabbing various objects to stead himself. If he made a wrong turn shooting pain would spark up his legs.
Clay slowly walked down the stairs looking back every once and a while to make sure George wasn't behind him. He made it to the kitchen before Nick saw him.
Nick looked his friend up and down. He noticed the messed up hair. The hickys on clays neck. The slightly wobbly walk. With the cherry on top being the shit eating grin. "So how did you sleep?" Nick asked raising an eyebrow at his friend.
"Uh fine it was a comfortable bed." Clay took a plate from the self.
Nick turned back to the pancakes he was making. "Yeah" nick said.
Clay grabbed a pancake off the stack.
"Maybe that's why I heard moaning coming from your room all night. You two were just so happy to have a comfortable bed." Nick flipped a pancake.
Clay stopped short and choked on his water.
"Yup that's the sound I heard", Nick placed another pancake atop the pile.
Clay laughed hard. Trying to regain composure he said, "You heard what???? I zonked out right after truth or dare. I'm a sleepy drunk."
Nick looked at him suspiciously, "so your saying that George was moaning by himself all night? And moaned his own name? Clay I'm not stupid. But if he was just by himself that's something else we need to talk about."
Clay shook his head as George came down the stairs. His hair was still wet and he looked better. He still couldn't walk straight. He clutched the railing for support as he slowly made his way down the stairs.
"I fell in the shower and busted my hip I might need a walker or something today." George said as he reached the kitchen. Nick rolled his eyes at the excuse.
"Don't act like I'm dumb we all know clay railed you last night. You act like we aren't in the room next to you." Nick handed George a plate. George sat down across from clay. The three went silent.
"Heyyyy bitches what is up." Alex boomed down the stairs. Soon everyone was at the table eating pancakes. George and Clay kept exchanging glances that didn't go unnoticed by Nick. Finally they agreed to go get dressed for the day and go to their first event at 11 o clock that morning. Everyone tan up the stairs excited to go. George hobbled up the best he could and clay stayed behind him to make sure he made it up alright.
They closed the door behind them. Clay snaked his arm around the front of George. He smelled his neck and placed his face there. George felt safe in clays arms he leaned his head back to rest it on his shoulder. "Hey I don't regret what we did last night." George spoke softly to clay. Clay kissed George's cheek. And softly whispered to him, "neither do i".
(985 words) next chapter will be first day of minecon let me know if you think George should still have the hobble.