Greece One Shots

"Baby"

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I've been really busy, overwhelmed and procrastinating (ngl). But I hope this makes up for it 😉

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(George's POV)

I opened the door and walked in his room and boy was I shocked. He was sitting on his bed leaning against the headboard in his grey sweatpants, no shirt and his glasses he was using to read his book. His hair was slightly messy but still done up nice and his legs were outstretched. Without looking up from his book, he lifted a finger in a motion telling me to wait, I figured he was in the middle of a sentence. It was probably for the best considering my jaw had literally dropped at the sight of him, I managed to fix that before he put his book down and looked to me with those beautiful green eyes.

"What brings you here Georgie?" He smiled.

I love when he calls me Georgie. I shrugged my shoulders and lent back against the door.

"Couldn't sleep." I gave him a tilted smile not really sure how I was feeling right now.

He smiled and patted the spot next to him on the bed but I didn't listen. Instead I walked over and straddled his thighs, sitting back on my knees smiling at him.

"Who needs a bed when you have a Reece to sit on, right?" He laughed.

I softly laughed back, trying to hide the fact I was thinking about a different way to take that sentence.. I think he noticed anyways. He laughed again and shook his head,

"Not how I meant it George."

His smile was beautiful, contagious.

"I didn't say anything." I giggled.

"You didn't have to!" He said 'booping' my nose.

I smiled shyly and looked down before realising that 'down' was at his pants, then my shy smile turned into a slightly awkward one. I somehow still felt comfortable though. I started fiddling with the drawstring on his pants, twirling it around my fingers. I noticed him staring so I lifted my eyes up along with an eyebrow.

"What?" A confused look was clearly on my face.

"Nothing." He smiled. "You just look very content."

"I am." I half laughed, looking back down at my hands still playing with his drawstring.

I noticed he was still staring at me, this time squinting his eyes and smirking. I flicked my eyes back up to look in his before speaking.

"You know glasses are meant to stop you from squinting, right?" I smiled holding back a laugh.

"Ha ha, very funny George." He laughed sarcastically and I laughed back. "I was actually thinking."

"About?"

He smiled at me before taking off his glasses and handing them to me,

"Try them on."

I took them from his hand letting our fingers brush slightly, keeping eye contact the whole time. I put them on and everything went blurry. I tried looking at Reece but he was just a giant blur.

"Damn Smith, you look good." I think he smiled.

"I can't see a thing!" I laughed.

He laughed back and I know that this time because I could hear him. I love his beautiful laugh.

"You can't see anything?" He asked with a tone that suggested he was up to something.

"Just a big blur."