timing

breakfast + flirting

style ~ taylor swift

the two of them arrived at breakfast. they sat down directly beside each other, and karl's hand was already pressed up against george's. their pinkies were interlocked, but it was discreet. 

they were with a big group. hasan, wilbur, quackity, tommy, tubbo, and a couple other people they didn't know too well. 

the whole breakfast, quackity was eyeing the two holding hands, but kept his mouth shut. until he couldn't. 

"are you two together?" quackity announced from across the table, catching both boys off guard. 

it took them a second to realize quackity was talking to them. but their response was still no, making karl slightly sad, but he blew it off. 

the two boys let go of each other's hands, not wanting to stir up any more confusion. sooner or later, breakfast came to an end. 

it took almost two hours, but it was a fun two hours. 

after going back to their hotel room, they got ready (more hugs involved) and walked down to the ballroom area where the first part of twitchcon was. 

karl had his hand wrapped around george's waist, to keep him close, and not let him get lost in the crowd of all of the people. 

which was a good call, considering the amount of people around them. "george stop moving, you'll get yourself lost," karl whispered, slightly startling the boy. 

in the room, they met a couple of other people they had known, online at least. karl met some people for the first time, along with george. 

the rest of the day was great. they stayed close, occasionally ending up with a whiney george, complaining about either being too tired or his feet hurting from standing too long. 

which eventually karl understood, only it was almost midnight. 

they had somehow ended up at a bar on the main street of amsterdam. karl had only had one drink, while george had three or four. 

neither of them were driving, they were walking, but still. after george had his fifth drink, karl made the call to close the tab and get george back to their hotel room. 

george was drunk. very, drunk. 

it wasn't a long walk, only about five minutes. but they were both tired, george now less than karl. 

as soon as they got back to the hotel, george snuggled his drunk self up in karl's arms and started to giggle. 

"what's so funny, cutie?" karl asked the boy, only hearing more giggles. 

karl shook his head, and scooped george up in his arms. he put the blankets on george's couch bed from the night before, and set him down. 

"goodnight, george," karl whispered before placing a sweet kiss on george's hair. "mm... lemme sleep with you..." his words were slurred slightly, making karl giggle. 

he obliged, and picked up the sleepy boy, and laid him down on the big bed karl slept in. 

george snuggled himself closer to karl, and mumbled something karl couldn't quite hear. "what was that, george?"

"i love you karl..." he mumbled, slightly louder. 

karl's cheeks turned a little pink, as he giggled. "i love you too, george," he smiled. 

george smiled in karl's chest, but almost immediately fell asleep in the brunette's arms. karl kissed his head once more before falling asleep.