You save me, I save you

Gogs in Florida, what will he do?

George had been sitting for almost 10 hours in total. 10 hours. 10 hours in a small plane filled with screaming kids and rude people. That was enough for him, he thought, as his clumsy fingers fumbled with the overhead compartment as he tried to get off the plane as quickly as possible.

He was eager to step off the plane, but was totally unprepared by the blinding light that was a Florida morning. He scrunched up his eyes to try to see properly, looked down at his sweatpants and hoodie, and remembered that Florida was super hot all the time.

"Oh crud" he mumbled to himself, trying to remember if he had brought shorts and t-shirts, when he remembered why he was actually there

'Now, where would Clay be?'

He decided to call him to see if he was even here yet. He pulled out his phone, dialed Clay's number, and waited for him to respond.

"Hello? Clay? Where are you, I just landed " 

"I'm waiting outside, my car is a dark green suv, should be able to spot it pretty quick, I'm right in front of the spinny door thing. " Replies a fuzzy voice over the phone. 

"Alright, I'll get my bags and meet you there"

"Ok, see ya"

"Bye"

"Baggage claim, baggage claim, aha!" George mutters while scanning the large bustling airport 

He moves toward the baggage claim and squeezes his way through a crowd of people and miraculously sees his bag first. 

Soon enough, George is walking towards the spinny door, as Clay described it. The crowd didn't really bother him as it might others since he had grown up in a pretty big busy city, but even by his standards,  it was a lot of people. 

As he pushed through the revolving door, he immediately saw Clay's green car, and a man standing in front of it

He knew that it had to be Clay, because who else could it be? He was perfect.

He had soft green eyes, a perfectly curved physique, plump lips...

No! What was he thinking! He couldn't think about that now, what if Clay saw him staring?  George's cheeks went pink, but if Clay noticed, he didn't mention it, thankfully. Clay pulled George into a bear hug, and George hugged back fiercely after a moments pause. They had known each other for a long time, and George had grown to like him more than a friend. Clay always flirted with him on stream, and truth be told, George liked it. 

"C'mon, lets go to my house, Nick is already there, passed out on the couch probably" Clay snickered'

"Really? I have to see that, lets go" George replied, pushing away his urge to hug Clay again.

George hopped into the passenger seat and Clay hopped into the drivers seat, which was on the opposite side of the car. Weird.

A few moments of driving passed before George started a conversation

"So, is it gonna be super hot? Cause I didn't pack for that " he asked seriously. 

Clay laughed, and George went red again. His laugh could be pretty when he wasn't wheezing.

"No, it shouldn't be too hot, but you can borrow some of mine, just incase" he said, taking his eyes of the road for a few seconds to look at George and smile. 

George went red again, and turned to look at the road to try to cover it up

"So, when do we go to the beach?" George asked, slumping lower into his seat and crossing his arms.

"Well, if you'd like, we could go today" Said the taller man, chuckling "We just have to see if Nick wants to, or if you decide you want to rest. You look pretty tired"

"Eh, I'll be fine"  

"You sure? I've had jetlag before, and it sucked. I slept for like 12 hours straight" Clay asks again, furrowing his brow

"Yes, I'm sure, I wanna go to the beach soon" George said making a pouty face.

"Alright, Alright, just don't tell Nick in advance, he'll- Oh we're here!" Clay said just before turning into a driveway. His house wasn't too large, but it was decently sized. It was a clean, white house that looked like it would have ac, which was good.

"Wow, one of the most popular minecraft youtubers, and you don't have a mansion?" George inquired half teasing and half curious. 

"Yeah, I like to spoil my family and friends rather than myself, so expect me to buy things for you, 'Kay?" Clay said with a smile

"Got it" George gave him a thumbs up

They got out of the car and grabbed George's suitcases, to then walk up the driveway to the front door.

Clay pulls out a key and fumbles with it for a sec before unlocking the door and opening it to see, as Clay predicted, a passed out Nick on the couch snoring.

George, who had his phone in hand, snapped a picture before walking up to him and slapping him.

Nick, as expected woke with a start. 

"OW what the heck George!"

"I always wanted to do that. Also I wanna go to the beach" George said hauling him up.

"Oh sick! I've been tryna get Clay to do that, but he was all like; No, we have to wait till George gets here!"

George shoves him a bit. "Then help me get my bags inside and then get ready to go!"