Sk8er boy// dnf

Chapter 34

And that's exactly what these four best friends did. They sat at the river until the clock striked 11 pm, then decided that it was too late to stay out much longer. The four split into two groups of two, Clay and George went to Clay's house and Nick and Karl to Karl's.

"Should we go straight to sleep or should we do something else?" Clay asked as they walked up to his house, Clay carrying the two empty pizza boxes in one of his hands and George's hand in his other.

"Should we do face masks?" George asked, pointing his pointer finger into the air. Clay giggled and squeezed George's hand slightly. "I'm tired, we'll do that tomorrow," Clay said and let go of George's hand and opened his front door.

"Netflix and chill?" George asked and looked hopefully at Clay. Clay closed his front door and leaned against it, giving George a bright smile as the brunette took his shoes off.

"Yes, bub, we can do that." Clay said, took his shoes off and picked George up by his waist, George wrapping his arms around Clay's neck and his legs around his middle.

Clay sat down on his bed, resting his back against the headboard, still with George wrapped around him.
"You seem pretty tired," Clay said, rubbing George's back gently.

"Mmm," George answered, his hum muffled due to his face being buried in the blonde's neck. Clay chuckled at the smaller and squeezed the brunettes sides, the smaller letting out a yelp in response.

"Want to get into more comfortable clothes?" Clay asked, George pulling away and nodded. Clay gave the brunette a small peck on the lips and removed him from his lap, letting him lay down on his bed.

"Here," Clay said and threw a hoodie and sweatpants on top of George who lay curled up on a ball on Clay's bed. The brunette let out a groan and sat up, removing Clays sweater from his torso, his shirt following behind.

Once both of them had changed their clothes they got back into their previous position, George sitting in the blondes lap with his arms wrapped around Clay's neck, his legs around the blondes waist and his face buried in Clay's shoulder.

Clay wrapped his arms tightly around George's waist like he was the last thing left on earth. Clay felt as the brunette peppered small, soft kisses on his neck sending shivers up the tallers spine.

When he noticed that it had been quite a bit since his lover had kissed him, or even moved, Clay looked down at the brunette, discovering that he was asleep. Clay followed shortly after, George's soft snores calming him down.

George woke up the next morning by shuffling of legs underneath him. "Clay," George said in a warning tone, Clay immediately stopped moving, "Stop moving, or else," George warned, burying his face further into Clay's shoulder.

Clay grunted and let out a sigh. "Don't scare me like that!" Clay said and pinched George's cheek.
"Ow, what the hell?" The brunette whined, "If you won't leave me alone I'll bite your neck." George threatened, making Clay giggle.

"Can I turn on some music?" Clay asked.
George nodded. "The speaker's on the bedside table," George mumbled into Clay's shoulder.

The blonde removed one of his arms from George's waist and reached to the bedside table and turned the speaker on. "Not too loud, though, my old folks are home." George reminded.
"I'll make sure of that," Clay said and scrolled through his playlist, hitting play on one of his liked songs.

'Now playing: Deceptacon by Le Tigre,'

Clay turned the volume down and shut his phone off, enjoying the music flowing through the empty room. (See, I wrote 'shut' now huh, not shit! Bow for me, bitches! Jk, jk, unless *insert lip bite emoji*)

"It's a good song, I'll give you that," George mumbled, barely audible. Clay chuckled and patted George's fluffy, brown hair down and ruffled it a bit.

"Now I will bite you," George warned seriously, not budging from his position.
"Bite me," Clay said, welcoming.
"Ew, no, I'm not feeding your weird kinks." George said and bit down harshly on Clay's neck.

"Ow! What the heck?! You could have at least warned me!" Clay yelped, surprised that George actually bit him. George giggled tiredly, his breath hitting Clay's skin and giving him shivers.

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Word count: 736

Okay so with the fit last chapter I wore 7 cm white doc martens with so... yeh. I was taking my pins of my shirt earlier and I stabbed into my right pointer finger. It went numb for a second, I thought it would fall of, my parents laughed at me. So now I have band aid on and I can't use my pointer finger.
Take the L.

I was telling my friend earlier that once I was washing my face with a rag? Idk, and I put soap with the water, held it up to my mouth and accidentally inhaled and got soap in my mouth.

She called me an idiot, I almost cried, then se punched me in the neck, accidentally.

Watching quackitys stream rn *insert lip bite emoji* lol.

Thank you for 19k reads!?!? WHAT!!!!