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"I don't know.."

"Come on please?" Nick begged George joining in. Clay gave one more glance at the fall.

"Fine. But I won't do anything else got it?"

George and Nick aggressively nodded. Clay chuckled before gulping and stepping into line. George interlocked their hands, rubbing his thumb on clays thumb as he mouthed a thank you. Clay rolled his eyes.

"We're next!" Nick screeched quickly stepping forward and locking himself into a seat. Nick was in front of them while George and Clay was behind him. Clay had to sit next to George or else he wouldn't do it, such a baby.

"Clay."

Clay slightly turned his head with a cracky, high pitch hum.

"You're squeezing my hand really- uh hard."

Clay immediately let go of his hand and squeezed his thigh. George chuckled rubbing his hand over Clays. As the ride started moving Clay squeezed harder (teehee). George squeezed his hand.

"Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit." Clay said as they started going up. George giggled picking up his hand from his thigh and interlocked their fingers, squeezing tightly.

"On the count of three you ready?" George said. Clay shook his head.

"Three..."

Clay breathed in and out harshly.

"Two...."

"Wait wait-"

"One!"

And down they went. Multiple people screaming, people throwing their hands up, and others wooing. Clay squeezed his eyes shut as he squeezed George's hand with all he could.

"Open your eyes!"

Clay shook his head aggressively, screaming as they went down again.

"I might actually throw up-"

"No!"

George was laughing so hard he basically lost grip of clays hand making him panic a bit and force his eyes open to look at George. George smiled at him.

"Is it almost done?"

"Almost."

A few minutes later the ride finally stopped and Clay opened his eyes. George patted his leg before lifting his bar and got off. Clay following close behind holding his hand up to his mouth.

"You alright Clay?" Nick said patting his back. Clay gaged and swatting him away.

"Was that fun?" George asked. Nick nodded as Clay shook his head and placed his hands on his knees with a burp.

"Ok I won't torture you anymore." George said lifting clays chin with his finger. Clay shook his head.

-hours later-

The three all sat in the living room, laid out (🏃) eating popcorn and watching a movie.

"It's getting late." George said tiredly, laying his head on Clays shoulder. Clay rubbed his side.

"You tired?"

George lazily nodded.

"Me too." Nick said standing up.

"Goodnight Nick." Clay and George said.

"Goodnight to you too." He said before putting his things in the kitchen and heading up the stairs. George suddenly got goosebumps causing him to jolt his body.

"You've been really cold lately, are you alright?" Clay said quickly rubbing George's side again. George shook his head.

"Not that I know of?" He said lifting his head up. Clay stood up before picking up the brunet and carrying him bridal style up the stairs. He carried him to the bed and tucked him in.

"I'm going to go turn the tv off and through away the popcorn bag." Clay whispered as George's eyes slowly shut. George nodded with a smile.

-next day-

"CAUSE I COULD FUCK YOUR BITCH AND FUCK YOUR MOM AND AUNTIE!!" Nick particularly screamed out. George rolled over whining as he covered his head with the covers.

"NICK!" Clay shouted propping himself up on his elbows. Groaning when he got no answer. He threw himself back down sighing, George slightly lifted the blanket with a smile that he tried to hide. The two giggled at each other.

"I don't know how I haven't snapped." George said covering back up. Clay chuckled, laying back down close to George.

"I don't know how I've not done anything."

"I'm surprised at how you lived with him for so long!" George said giggling slightly. Clay lifted the cover and slid under, the brunet giggling as he pulled his hands up to his face and curled his feet. Clay draped his arm over his waist.

"God I can't get over it." Clay said shaking his head as he bit his lip. George tilted his head.

"Over wot?"

"Over you."

George furrowed his brows. He watched as the blond leaned forward, sliding his thumb over the brunets bottom lip pushing his thumb down into his mouth just a bit. Clay shook his head leaning in, stopping not letting their lips connect.

"You took that the wrong way. I mean, I can't get over you. Like how absolutely stunning and kind you are. The amount of times I've just wanted to break down and cry because I don't know what to do? Your giggle makes me laugh every time. Your like a drug to me. And it's hella addicting."

George tsk'd rolling his eyes.

"Ok Clay you tell me it almost every morning-"

"Mhm. And every time I mean it. I just want to show how much I love you. You are my world now, and I don't want to break you. You're so delicate and fragile."

"I'm not fragile you weirdo!" George said slapping clays arm bringing him to giggle causing Clay to chuckle.

"You are too me. You are my little package- no that sounds wrong."

George giggled, cupping Clays face with his palms rubbing circles on his cheeks.

"Your eyes sparkle in the sunset and on the moonlight. Your hair is so- fluffy like.  Your perfect lips are so addicting and I can't stop kissing you. Your neck- oh lord. The amount of times I've wanted to attack it and cover it with hickeys- shittttttt. Your body fits you too perfectly it's amazing. You're fragile and delicate, which makes it more better for me."

"Alright alright I hate it when you compliment me so much." George said pulling Clay closer to his body.

"Well I guess you'll just have to get used to it." Clay said kissing George's forehead. The brunet leaned down with smile.

"What?" Clay said, making direct eye contact. George shook his head with a chuckle before leaning down and connecting their lips with a big inhale. The blond slowly lifted himself, pulling George in closer before hovering a bit over him as they kissed roughly. Clays hands traveled down to his thighs lifting one. George pulled back with a slight gasp. The brunet licked his lips as he panted.

"MM! We should go to a park." Clay suggested, rubbing George's side.

"That sounds fun."

"I know." Clay rested his head on George's stomach.

Cutting this short sorry ;)

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