what's stopping you?

he'll come home to an empty bed

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

𐐪𐑂 ♡

george rolls over as he feels himself slowly waking up, the world coming gradually back to him- sounds, noises, lights. he blinks his eyes open, seeing the autumn sky just barely lighting up the room through the small window.

he closes his eyes again to hide from the light, now more aware of the sounds around him. he can hear people talking outside, probably just across the path, and cars coming and going.

he rolls over again, flopping his arm out unapologetically in hopes for it to land on the other male with a thud, but it surprised when he's met with nothing but soft cushioning.

eyebrows now furrowed, he opens his eyes again, disappointed to see the second half of the bed empty.

he sits up, arching his back to click it in the process, before calling out, "sap?"

a few moments pass, and he's met with nothing but silence.

he drops back onto the mattress again, scowling up at the ceiling as he internally curses the ravenette for fucking off and ruining his plans for the morning. the brit had spent the greater half of last night imagining morning sex instead of sleeping like he should've been, and he's gravely disappointed that sapnap isn't here to deliver.

george rolls onto his side again, now seeing the paper resting on the bedside cabinet that he'd slept closest to. it's folded in half, propped up like a pyramid, and his name is written across the front in thick pen, which he assumes is a permanent marker.

he rolls his eyes at the note, ignoring the urge to smile at it, and picks it up, rolling back onto his back to read it.

georgie,
have to leave cuz ive got art but u look too cute to wake up and ik you have no lessons so im j gna leave u here :) i only have first lesson so ill be back super soon and we can hangout and walk to mikas to get breakfast or somethin.
ok i rlly gtg or i'm gna be late, help urself to the fridge
sleep well cutie
lyl bye!!! ♡

the brit reads over the note, refusing to process how it affects his heartbeat as he gets up out of the bed, putting the note back on the cabinet as he goes to get dressed.

he pulls on the same joggers he'd been wearing yesterday, stealing one of sapnap's hoodies to go with it and just leaving the one he'd been wearing yesterday on the floor, since that was sapnap's too. he takes a pair of the ravenette's socks too, deciding to go commando for the short journey home.

the brunette decides not to stay around and wait for sapnap, since he wants to go back to bed and he presumes sapnap will enjoy the time to himself. plus, they hooked up last night- it would be odd for him to hang around at the ravenette's place after he's left the next morning.

he stretches his arms up in the air, groaning at the relief on his muscles that it brings.

george goes to get his phone off the charger, pleased to see that it's on full charge.