To say Clay was nervous would be the understatement of the century- no, the millennium. He could feel the others' eyes searing his skin to the point of him yanking down the sleeves of his hoodie and flipping up the hood.
Nick didn't forgive him, what chance did he have of George forgiving him? None. Not a single one.
A part of him hated Keres. For meeting him, for going along with keeping it ambiguous, for kissing him. He hated her because she lost nothing to this and he lost everything. But, most of all, he hated her because they didn't. Ophelia so obviously liked her, Jethro, Geo and Clark didn't seem to mind her, the band liked her. Nick didn't like her, but he also didn't hate her.
But, the bigger and more logical part of him had forgiven her. Because she had been trying to help him in the only way she knew how. Because she could have left after the shoot and never spoke to them again and, yet, she stuck around and spent hundreds of moments dedicated to trying to solve their problems while dealing with her own. Because, no matter how much the world mistreated her, she still loved the world with the same shining curiosity in the eyes of every young child. Because all she had ever wanted from them was a friend who wouldn't disappear.
Clay wondered whether George hated Keres. He'd have good reason to. As far as George was concerned, Keres had appeared and stolen Clay away from him with little more than a giggle. Clay wouldn't blame him if he did.
He wondered whether George hated him. He'd have good reason to. As far as George was concerned, Clay had pulled back from him slowly and then completely cut off all contact and cheated on him publicly. Clay wouldn't blame him if he did.
He jumped when a large, rough and calloused hand rested on his shoulder. He looked at the hand for a moment before following it all the way up to meet the owners eyes. He was more than just surprised to stare straight back into Jethro's softly deadpan face.
"You keep thinking whatever you're thinking and you're gonna make yourself sick." Jethro warned in a gruff voice as he placed a glass of water in front of Clay. He patted Clay's shoulder once, a little too hard, before whisking himself away again and busying himself with the dishes.
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