Pull Me Closer

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Tw; Wholesome moments (this tw is a joke)

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George's Foot tapped anxiously against the marble floors of the airport. He had landed a mere 15 minutes ago and was instantly greeted by the bustling sound of American families. George could hear children screaming and workers trying to calm irritated customers.

Airports were never George's forte. 

No longer standing near his gate, George made his way over to the baggage claim. His eyes scanned rapidly over the slowly moving conveyer belt. He stood there for what felt like hours until he spotted a suitcase that was undoubtedly his, Decorated with far to many smiley faces—courtesy to dream—and colored in an almost painful shade of blue.

An exhale left his mouth and he dragged the heavy suitcase, needing more effort then he'd like to admit, off the belt. George took many steps away from the busy area to finally take a proper look at the place. The bright white floors and walls practically glared at him, in turn he squinted his eyes. 

George's phoned pinged once, he fumbled with his luggage to locate whatever pocket it was in. As he struggled with his annoyingly large bag the phone pinged once more before it started to ring. He hastily yanked his phone from his pocket, almost dropping it, and hitting the answer button. 

"Hello?" George winced slightly at the sound of his voice, it was gravely and nasally sounding, he was admittedly exhausted. 

"shit George, you sound dead" Sapnap's laugh followed quickly at his insult. 

George rolled his eyes before clearing his throat and speaking, he tried his hardest to ignore the swarm of butterflies that quickly flooded his stomach, "Well now I regret sitting for over 10 hours in a flying tube for your ungrateful ass, I think I should turn around and get back on that plane" 

Sapnap was quick to reply, his words wading though George's loud laughter, "nonononono British boy, you need to get your ass to the McDonalds in food court B before I find you and drag you here myself" 

George playfully scoffed at the ridiculous nickname, "fine, but you have to buy me McDonalds, I haven't eaten since I left this morning" An obviously exaggerated sign left Sapnap's mouth before he reluctantly agreed and promptly hanging up on George. 

George Scoffed at his abrupt exit before pocketing his phone and starting the long and confusing trek through the white walls of the airport. 

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George Swore he went in a circle at least 7 times, seriously who color codes an airport?! 

Soon enough George's phone started to ring once more, he plucked it out of his pocket and pressed the answer button, Sapnap's voice boomed through the call, "GEORGE WHERE ARE YOU IT'S BEEN LIKE 30 MINUTES"

George winced and immediately pulled the phone away from his ear until Sapnap calmed down, "Sapnap the fucking airport is color coded-" before George could even finish his sentence Sapnap burst into laughter. George scoffed and waited till Sapnap shut up. 

"Anyways, uh just look for the big sign plastered with the words 'food court B' in big letters" Sapnap chuckled a little before George Spoke, 

"Oh, you could've said that the first time- I think the sign is right there actually" George made his way over to a large hanging sign to see if it was indeed the food court sign. He didn't bother hanging up.

"Yeah I'm at the entrance right now- now I'm walking in- now I'm-" Sapnap cut George off,

"Okay gogy we get it, we don't need a whole narrative" George snorted before trying to find the neon sign in a familiar 'M' shape. George saw it, directly across the food court. Before he could start walking over he noticed someone else. 

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