a furious cocktail

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"who the fuck would do that?" clay utters bitterly for probably the tenth time. he's been royally pissed off ever since he first caught a glimpse of the pictures posted on twitter.

my hands are shaking as i tap the tweet to inspect it again.

"i think i just saw @ dreamwastaken and @ georgenotfound kissing on a bench in london 😳"
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two images are attached, both grainy but still in a decent quality overall. my face is almost fully visible in the first one, with only the back of clay's head blocking a little.

the second one however is the one in which we share a kiss. it's taken more from the side, making clay's face partially visible too. beneath all the panic, confusion and anger i mostly feel horrible for him, knowing that this definitely isn't the way he wanted to do his face reveal.

"i've reported it on both of my accounts, but no luck so far," sapnap's voice echoes from clay's laptop.

when i hastily woke him up upon hearing the news we decided to video call both sapnap and bad to give us advice and help us with the situation. we're all trying to calm each other down, but really it's to no avail. no one can revert the damage that's already been done.

i snuggle up to clay, placing my head on his shoulder to feel safer. he leans into it, resting his own head on top of mine. i notice that both bad and sapnap are refraining from smiling at seeing us two together. they know it's a serious situation and that we don't want any cute or supportive comments right now.

"i just wanna know if i should publicly address it or not," clay mumbles, his chest soothingly vibrating under my hand.
"no, that'll bring more unwanted attention to it," bad explains, "and since we can't get it taken down as of now anyway it's just gonna end up hurting you guys more."
"yeah, that's what i was thinking."

i keep scrolling to read the comments, fearing what people might be saying.

"please take this down. you're seriously disrespecting their privacy, it's disgusting and stalkerish."

"aww!! they're so adorable i'm gonna cry 🥺"
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"ikr i'm dyingggggg 😭😭"

"uhm, creepy much?"
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"imagine having some stalker hide in the bushes taking pictures of you and your s/o, god it gives me chills."

"fake"

"how do we for sure know it's them though? it could just be anyone?"
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"well the brunette is clearly george, anyone could see that. now i guess we can't be sure about the other one since we don't know what dream looks like though"
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"we have a description of him and i think it fits pretty well. dirty blonde hair that's wavy, tall. you can see in the picture that his legs are long and he looks way bigger than george. eye color and freckles aren't visible but i wouldn't doubt they match too. also it's not unlikely he's gone to london to visit george."
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"there's nothing significant that sticks out though? he's not wearing merch or anything, it could be anyone?"
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"what other guy would george be kissing that looks like that if not dream? all the jokes they've made, all the speculations, it makes sense."

"dreamnotfound is real 👁👄👁"

"shame on you for posting this 🤮 delete it now"

the opinions are mixed. some people are speculating, some fangirling. i'm relieved however to find that the majority is disgusted with the poster's lack of respect. at least we've got most of our own followers on our side.

"it's up to you to decide whether you want to come out and talk about your relationship or not."
"and we'll support you no matter what!" sapnap adds, flashing a reassuring smile.
"i mean, do we even have a choice at this point?"

clay looks at me in a questioning way, wanting my input. i just shrug, having no idea how to proceed with this.

"you don't have to do anything," bad suggests, "you could ignore all of this or wait with speaking up or anything. whatever you muffins are comfortable with."

i take a good few seconds to look clay in the eyes. even though his gaze is serious and stern i can still spot something gentle and kind hidden deep within. maybe it's just because he's currently looking at his beloved boyfriend, i'm not really sure.

"honestly, i'm up for just saying fuck it if you don't mind," i huff, overwhelmed by the whole situation. clay's frown slowly morphs into a slightly smug, bittersweet grin.
"then let's do it."

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