what's stopping you?

unrequited

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

𐐪𐑂 ♡

sapnap blinks slowly up at the ceiling, hand moving routinely through george's matted locks as the brit stays curled up by his side.

george's leg is bent at the knee, laying over the ravenette's thighs, whilst his arm is draped over sapnap's chest. his head rests comfortably on the younger's shoulder and he hums happily at the gentle touches he receives from sapnap as they both slowly catch their breath.

sapnap stills his hand after a few minutes, moving it down to squeeze gently at george's shoulder. "come on cutie," he mumbles quietly, bending his neck to press a brief kiss into the brit's hair. "let's get cleaned up."

george groans eloquently, shaking his head in disapproval. he tiredly mutters, "no shower," and sapnap can't help but smile at his cute, raspy voice.

the ravenette maturely refrains from making a joke about ruining his best friend, settling instead on replying with, "alright, loser, why don't you lay here and i'll clean up with a warm cloth? is that okay?"

george nods dopily, rolling away and onto his back. he starfishes over the bed, and sapnap can't help but giggle sweetly as he fights his way out of the covers and stands up.

he only lets himself stare lovingly at george for a few short moments before pulling himself together and heading through to his kitchen. he pulls open the drawer closest to his microwave, grabs one of the clothes in there and takes it to the sink to run under the tap. he gives the water a few long moments to heat up before holding the cloth underneath and making sure it gets properly wet. he flips the tap off again and squeezes out some excess water before heading back to his room.

george is lying, eyes shut, and, if it wasn't for his regular breathing, sapnap may think he was already asleep. he crosses over the room and george squints one eye open at the sound of sapnap walking in, looking just briefly at the ravenette before shutting his eye once more.

sapnap smiles to himself, crawling back onto the bed. he carefully runs the cloth over george's tummy before moving down to wipe around his ass and thighs. sapnap makes sure to be super gentle, and george doesn't even stir where he's lying.

once george is done, the ravenette folds the cloth over in half to find a clean side and quickly wipes himself too, not putting in nearly as much effort as he did for the other. he drops the cloth off the side of the bed where his clothes from earlier sit in a pile.

when he looks back, george's eyes are open.

the pair share a smile and sapnap can't resist the urge to crawl back over the brit, caging him in. george grins up at him and sapnap happily leans down, pressing their lips together.

they lack the lust and urgency they'd had when kissing earlier, rather, now they kiss slowly, soft and gentle, and sapnap hums, pleased, against george's lips. george runs his hands up sapnap's back, fingertips running slowly up the skin and causing it to tickle ever so slightly.