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george took another shot.

the previous burning feeling they caused in his throat was hardly noticeable after however many.

"have you and sapnap had sex?" he asked, giggling at the grimace on karl's face.

"george, i do not want to discuss my sex life with you," the taller boy responded.

the brit glared at him playfully, he said "you have to answer karl, it's the whole point of the game," raising an expectant eyebrow.

karl groaned over-exaggeratedly, hitting his head back against the sofa before leaning up to look at the older.

"yes."

george simply gagged at the answer, he was immature without the alcohol, only worsened with it.

"gross karl," he retorted, shaking his head as if it would make the thought fall out.

"you asked!" he exclaimed.

bored of hearing george laugh at him, he interrupted, "okay what about you then?"

george's laugh broke into more of a breathless wheeze, "no karl, i have not had sex with sapnap."

the taller boy gasped, leaning forward to slap the other light-heartedly on the leg, "you know that isn't what i meant."

"well, what did you mean then?"

"i meant like," he paused, trying to find a wording less crude, "are you a virgin?"

still quietly chuckling at the taller boy, george nodded his head, "yes karl, unlike some people i am a man of god."

"so you and dream haven't-"

"woah, woah, woah," george interrupted, eyebrows raised so high he feared they'd pass his hairline, "me and dream haven't done anything," he explained quickly, "we are only friends."

"that is such a lie," karl spat back quickly, taking another shot, "you guys are clearly in love."

george shrugged, filling up all six of their shot-glasses again, "he doesn't like me like that."

karl snorted, amused, "shut up, dream's literally so whipped for you."

"he definitely isn't."

"no i swear down he definitely is," karl dug, unable to even entertain the possibility he may be wrong, "surely you guys have like kissed."

silence settled over the pair and karl watched as george's face darkened impossibly, blush tinting up his ears and down his throat.

"see!" the taller boy shouted excitedly, "you're literally blushing!"

"karl," he started, and his quiet tone immediately shut up the other, "i... i'm not blushing because of that."

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