Howdy Cowboy. ★ DNF FIC

★ CORNFIELDS

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Would You Go With Me - Josh Turner
(HI! sorry i'm back lmao.)

3rd Person POV
CW? Lime?

The Davidson boys pull out of the parking lot and begin following a line of trucks, all seemingly heading to the same place.

George looks around trying to figure out where his cousins were taking him, they get farther and further away from civilization, out in the middle of nowhere a bright light radiating out in a gated field. Nash takes a turn, driving into said field.

George comes to realization it's a bonfire, a big bonfire. The brit grimaced.

"This can't be safe, this is a safety hazard!" George complains as Nash reverses so the tailgate of the Dirt Wagon was facing the fire, like the rest of the trucks coming in..

"Don't be such a buzzkill Gogs." Tommy rolled his eyes as he jumps out of the truck, George followed him.

Nash was already setting down some fold up chairs close to the truck.

"Tom, George. Get the cooler will you." Nash asked.
George turns to see a big white cooler still sat in the back of the Dirt Wagon..

"Yeah, no. I don't think I can pick that up." George rubs his arms as Tommy hops onto the truck pushing the cooler to the edge of the tailgate.

"Stop being a wuss and grab it!" Tommy laughs as he gets ready to lift it off.

"No seriously, I can't, my hands will be sore from that!" George whines. A chuckle can be heard from behind him..

"I got it darlin'. Step aside please."
in all his glory, Clay and Tubbo walk up to the truck.
Clay easily grabs the handle and hulls the cooler off the Dirt Wagon, with the help of Tommy, not that the young blonde was any more help than George would've been..

"Jeez thank you big D"
He looked at George unimpressed.
"Cousin. we're taking you to the gym next week. the cooler wasn't even heavy."
Tommy spoke. Nash slapped him in the head.

"I saw you sweating Tom." All laughed as Tommy grew red from embarrassment.

More and more people started showing up. Now sitting around Clays F150 that was parked next to the dirt wagon. Tommy, Nash, Tubbo, And Karl, all around the tailgate and fold up chairs of the Dirt Wagon.
George, Nick, and Quackity, were on the tailgate of Clay's truck.

The blonde man was standing at the end, his arm sneakily wraps around the waist of the pretty brunette sitting on his tailgate, sipping on a green bottle as he conversed with Nash

George smiles as he links his hand with the one around his waist. Clay gives a little squeeze and George's heart sores. the little things matter, and if this is how Clay can show his affection right now, George was going to eat up every little bit of it.

"Baby steps." The brunette mumbles. content with things...For now.

George can't say he's a little envious over that girl from all those weeks ago at the hoedown, unlike himself, she got to feel the blonde lips against her own. That's the one thing George doesn't have above her, and as much as it shouldn't bother him, it does.