timing

hangovers + confessions

TW!!!! THROWING UP!!!!!!

i think i kinda you know ~ joshua bassett and olivia rodrigo

at seven am the next morning, george woke up in karl's arms, nauseous. 

"karl," george shook the boy awake, karl quickly waking. "yes, yes, hi george, what's wrong," karl whispered sweetly. 

george grabbed his head, and scooted closer to karl. "i feel sick," he groaned. "awww..." karl cooed in sympathy. "nauseous?" he whispered, earning a nod from the british boy. 

"come on baby, let's go to the bathroom," karl said, placing more kisses around george's face. he sat him down on the ground in front of the toilet, george immediately beginning to puke. 

"oh baby," karl cooed, pushing the hair on george's forehead back, avoiding getting barf in it. he rubbed the boys back softly. as soon as george was done throwing up, he curled up in karl's arms, and began to cry. 

"sh, baby it's alright," he whispered, "you'll be okay," he whispered again, this time kissing his head afterwards. 

george began to gag again, and leaned his head over the toilet once more. 

karl did the same as before, holding his hair back and rubbing his back. and once again, he snuggled up in karl's arms afterwards, feeling guilty for making karl do this. 

"i'm sorry," george mumbled under his breath, karl barely heard. "for what, baby?" karl pressed more kisses against george's temple, turning both boys' cheeks pink. "for making you do this," he whispered. 

karl shook his head. "why would you ever be sorry for feeling sick, or throwing up?" george shrugged. "i don't know, i just feel bad," he said, sniffling. 

"i love you, george, don't feel bad, it's okay."

george froze. "yo-you love me?" he whispered with a shaky voice. "well, yes, i do, why wouldn't i?" karl giggled, thinking george remembered last night. 

"it was just out of the blue," george admitted. 

"you don't remember last night?" karl said with a slight, knowing smile on his face. george's stomach dropped. 

"what happened last night," george whispered, terrified of what he let slip. 

"baby, you said you loved me right before you fell asleep," karl giggled, kissing george's head. "i mean maybe you didn't mean it like i thought you did," he began. "but you definitely said it, and it was so cute."

george's cheeks turned dark red, and he hid his face in karl's hoodie. "i meant it, i think, but i don't remember saying it." 

"then say it now." 

"what?" 

"say it now baby." 

george lifted his face from karl's hoodie, and looked him in the eyes. "now?" karl nodded. 

"okay, well," george sighed. "i love you, karl," he giggled. karl had no other response but to kiss george with more passion he has with anyone else. 

george was caught slightly off guard, but after a few seconds he kissed back. happily. their lips were locked for at least another thirty seconds. 

"i love you, georgie," 

"i love you too, karl."

they were happy now.