Together at once!

|Problems|

You guys are quiet and it scares me ;-;
     -note from author

George squinted his eyes open. Clay was still laying in between his legs. He turned his head as he tapped his phone screen. 

4:12 am

He rolled his eyes as he slid down a bit causing Clay to move down towards the end of the bed.  George lazily propped himself up. Clay sat up rubbing his eye.

"What?" Clay groaned. George laid back down. Clay crawled next to George and snuggled under the blankets.  George's eyes slowly shut.  He felt warmth on his hip.  It was clays hand. George snuggled closer to Clay.  Clay was now satisfied and let him slowly doze back off.

-9:50 am-

BoOm!

George shot up. He looked at his side to see clay still there. He attempted to stand up but immediately fell having no feeling from the waist down. He scooted across the floor to the door.  He lifted his arm up and unlocked the door. He crawled out cracking the door a bit. He pushed himself up against the wall holding on to whatever he could as he made his way to the railing. He quickly gripped the railing.

"Need help there?"

George flipped him off. Nick chuckled as walked up the stairs and wrapped George's arm around his shoulder.

"I can't even feel my legs."

"That rough?"

"Fuck off." George said as Nick place him down on the couch.

"I'm staying in bed for three days. My legs are so numb."

"So why'd you get out?"

"Because I wouldn't to see what was going on down here."

Nick sat down where he had slept. Sleeping down stairs in the living room did nothing as George was so fucking loud. George's eyes went wide as he heard himself moaning. His head shot to nick. He had his phone in his hand. That's where the noise was coming from.

"Did you- you didn't!"

Nick laughed. He stopped the video and went to somewhere else and pressed something. You could hear George scream "DADDY."

George covered his face as his face grew red.

"I CAUGHT YOU FUCKER!!"

"Please delete that Nick. That's so fucking gross."

"How does it feel!"

"Ok ok now delete that!"

"Karl is going to love th-"

"NICK!"

Nick laughed. George groaned.

"What's going on?" A voice spoke. They both turned to the top of the stairs. Clay leaned against the railing.

"Nothing." Nick said.

"He fucking recorded us."

Clays eyes widened.

"Nick-"

"I told him to delete because it was fucking disgusting-"

"YEAH! YOU NOW KNOW WHAT I FEEL LIKE."

"THEN WHY DONT YOU GO SOMEWHERE ELSE YOU KNEW HE WAS GOING TO!!"

"Can you two just stop?" Clay said.

"He's going to send it to Karl."

"Nick."

"I wasn't! It was a joke."