Together at once!

|Laughter|

"WATCH OUT!"

Nick ran right into wall. Clay fell down on his side wheezing. George was bent down covering his mouth as he giggled. He uncovered his mouth as Nick didn't move.

"O-Oh shiiit.." He said in between laughs. He lifted himself still laughing as he stumbled toward the man laid on the ground. The lights flashed over and over. George kept blinking his eyes.

"You good?" He said laughing. Nick turned and looked up the brit. George started laughing again. His shoulders shrugging up and down as he slapped his knee. He felt a hand around his waist and chuckling. He turned with wide eyes before he saw Clay. Clay bent down and helped Nick up.

"These fucking lights!"

George placed his hand on Clays shoulder as he stood behind his back staring at the other team. He gasped as his eyes went wide.

"Guys!" He said before stepping in front of them and shooting. He jumped up and down as he hit one of their chest plates. He was pulled down behind a wall. The three panting as they reloaded their guns. Nick to the far end, George on the other end and Clay in the middle. That's when George realized their spot. They looked at each other. Clay winked as his chest rose and fell as heavy breaths escaped his mouth. George stared forward at the wall as the fashbacks flashed his head. The first time they played and Clay grabbed his chin. He snapped out of his thoughts as he heard Nick screaming. He turned and saw Clay at the end and Nick on against the wall across. They nodded at each other before Nick took off. George crawled behind Clay and leaned into his ear.

"Dreammmy~"

Clay shivered a bit as he turned his head with a smirk. He chuckled as he leaned down connecting their lips in a quick kiss which George was clearly not ready for. Clay rolled over the other wall now facing George. He nodded at George before they both stood up and starting shooting. Clay grunted before quickly ducking back down. He noticed George still standing. Clay looked over and saw someone out of Georges few about to shoot him. He quickly crawled over and pulled George down earning a screech from him. Clay now towering over George as he leaned against the wall panting. Clay put a finger up to his mouth motioning for him to be quiet as he listened. He was waiting.

As soon as the person turned the corner he shot them and their plate turned red before turning off. He groaned and walked off. Clay chuckled.

"Too easy."

George rolled his eyes.

"Shit!" Nick shouted rolling over to them. He was panting as he looked at them. He rolled his eyes.

"Dude now? We're in public!"

George covered his face. Clay wheezed.

"I got two down over there on Green."

"Got one on the white."

"George?" Nick said panting.

"Two on white and one on..I-"

Clay chuckled.

"Shut it!"

"We only have 3 more minutes so we might as well just go for it. Clay how many hearts you have left?" Nick butted in.

"Two."

"I have three." George said gripping his gun.

"I have two or one."

George sighed as he lifted himself and began shooting.

"Shit!" He mumbled as he was hit ducking down immediately.

"Well?"

Clay laughed.

"We all have two." Nick said.

"Just go for it."

And with that, the three of them stood up and began shooting. The lights changing repeatedly making it harder to see. George lowered his gun as he felt his chest plate buzz. He ducked down with a chuckle. He reloaded and stood back up shooting one last time before the lights turned back on.

"Game over!"

Was shouted over the speaker. The entire room filled with people heavily breathing as they proceeded to the exit.

"That was a good game." Nick said taking off his chest plate. Clay pointed at the board.

"We got second place!" He said with a smile. George giggled as he placed the gun and chest plate on the hook.

"Those kids on the green team were fucking amazing." Nick said as they all walked out.

"Definitely fortnite players." Clay mumbled receiving a laugh from George.

-Later-

The three barged into their home, startling Patches. Nick flopped onto the couch as George rushed to the bathroom. Clay shut the door and bent down as Patches greeted him.

"I might go visit Karl." Nick said catching Clays attention. He nodded.

"Again?"

Nick nodded.

"Kinda sus." He said standing back up causing his knees to pop. Nick groaned as he rolled his eyes.

"Seriously it's the third time. I'm surprised you haven't moved in with him." He said throwing the keys on the table.

"Yeah well there's no 'oH yEah fAsTEr~' coming from his room at like two thirty in the morning."

Clay chuckled.

"If he wants to come visit here he's more than welcome to." Clay said before disappearing up the stairs. He opened his bedroom door and kicked off his shoes. He sighed as he flopped onto his back on the bed. He chuckled as a small figure hovered over him.

"Hi." He said.

"Hi~" Clay responded back rubbing his hands up and down the brits sides as he was on all fours hovering over him. George bit his lip.

"I heard Nick was leaving again." George said before dropping his body weight onto Clays earning a grunt from the younger.

"Probably." Clay began rubbing George's back. George gripped the sheets as his body shivered and squirmed. He bit the inside of his mouth holding back satisfied noises. Clay knew how much back rubs effected him. That was like the only way George fell asleep.

"Clay." George said lifting himself. Clay hummed lifting his head slightly.

"I still haven't met your mom. Or Drista."

Clay chuckled throwing his head back. George lowered himself to straddle the blond.

"Do you want to?"

George nodded rubbing his hands up and down clays chest. Clay sat up causing George to gasp and wrapped his arms around his neck. Clay chuckled gripping his hips.

"I wasn't going to let you fall dum dum."

George giggled. He leaned back and gave Clay a smile before they both leaned forward connecting their lips in a quick kiss.

"Alright." Clay patting George's sides.

"I'll text my mom when she gets off work."

George smiled.