TW: alcohol/drinking and slight nsfw

also just pretend sapnap is above the legal drinking age LOL

A couple of weeks flew by, and George had settled in nicely. Although, he was still having to share a room with Clay.

The tall, dominant dirty blond and the smaller brunette had bonded well over two weeks, George had caught Clay staring at him a few times, and vice versa. As well as Clay constantly flirting, which George loved, but he couldn't help but feel flustered and have to walk out of the room when it happened.

The weather was still awful, but Spring was slowly approaching. Nick sat beside George and Clay on the couch, who were lazily scrolling through their phones.

"Can we get drunk tonight? Oh my God that would be so funny," Nick blurted out, sitting up straight and throwing excited looks towards George and Clay.

"I don't really drink," George said, quietly laughing.

Clay put his phone down, and looked directly to George, "I'm down. Come on George, it'll be funny!" He playfully pushed the brunette's shoulder and gave him a smile.

George rolled his eyes, "I-fine." He gave in, and Clay and Nick both picked up a cushion from the couch and threw it at his pale face.

George wanted to see what Clay was like when he was drunk, but then again, what if George turned into a different person when intoxicated? What if he completely exposed himself to Clay? There were so many things that could go wrong, yet George tried to remember to just have fun.

They didn't do much all day, except all take showers and lounge around. Nick had taken a nap at around 3pm, and woke at 7. He walked into the living room to see both George and Clay fast asleep on the couch. George's head was resting on Clay's lap, who had his hand on George's face. They looked adorable. Nick stared at the two of them, smiling and taking his phone out from his pocket. He snapped a picture, forgetting to turn is phone on silent, and quickly shoved it back in his pocket.

He didn't want to wake them, because they looked so comfortable and content. So he waited for them to wake up themselves.

It was now around 8pm, and Nick turned is head to see George sitting up. He was smiling to himself, before he saw Nick smirking rediculously.

"What time is it?" George asked. His face was glowing, and he looked happy.

"Eight, wake Clay up," Nick replied, nodding his head towards Clay's figure, "give him a kiss or something."

"SAPNAP! What the fuck is wrong with you?" George punched his best friend in the shoulder, but couldn't contain his laughter and embarrassment.

God I wish I could kiss him.

George continued, lowering his voice, "we shouldn't wake him."

Nick sat up straight and rolled his eyes, he started to repeatedly prod Clay's thigh with his index finger. "WAKE UP! WAKEEEE UPPPP!" He repeated like a three-year-old, until Clay's eyes shot open.

"Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed, and shot a nasty look in Nick's direction. Clay focussed his eyes onto George and smiled. The three of them were now wide awake, and knew they would be until early hours of the morning.

From then, a night of heavy drinking begun.

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"You have to be fucking joking me!" Nick slammed his cards onto the table, before grasping his bottle and downing the rest of the dangerous liquid.

"LET'S GO! You two actually suck at this," Clay bragged. He had won all six games of blackjack now, he was impossible to beat.

Nick and Clay were used to getting drunk together, but George had only gotten drunk two times in his life beforehand; and both times the nights had ended with him hanging his head over the toilet bowl.

Clay took a sip of his drink, and turned to George, who had a hilarious grin on his face and had five empty bottles in front of him. He then turned to Nick, who had tears of laughter rolling down his face.

"G-George you're a mess!" Clay wheezed, and George burst out laughing.

"No I am not, dickheads," George slurred his words as he spoke, he was quite literally wasted.

The kitchen was trashed with bottles, empty packets of chips and spilled drinks. The pungent smell of alcohol lingered around and a thin layer of smoke sat in the air. George and Clay didn't smoke, but Nick did when he got drunk.

It wasn't long before George sprung up from his seat and flopped onto the couch, but remained in a seating position. Clay and Nick followed, but Clay sat on the floor in front of George, while Nick lounged on the opposite end of the couch. All three of them had a glass bottle hanging from their hands.

George blinked slowly, and had to refocus his vision a few times as he made eye contact with the beautiful, huge eyes in front of him.

"We should put some music on or something," Clay broke the silence, his voice was soft, but his words were slightly slurred. George was still laughing. He, and the other two, had no idea what he was laughing about, but Nick and Clay both guessed that it was just the alcohol getting to his head.

"Wait, I need to pee," Nick announced, and placed his drink on the coffee table in front of the T.V before unsteadily making his way to his bathroom.

Clay immediately jumped onto the couch, landing right next to George. Their bodies were touching, and however drunk George was, he still couldn't prevent the extreme flustered feeling he felt when Clay was close to him.

He didn't make eye contact yet, but smiled to himself and appreciated Clay's comforting body.

George suddenly felt a cold, strong hand place itself on his chin. Clay slowly turned George's face so that their eyes met, and George noticed him tuck his bottom lip in between his teeth.

Their noses were almost touching- they were so close. Clay's breath smelled strongly of alcohol, but was still dominated by the fresh smell of lavender that he carried. George inhaled deeply, holding his breath for a second. Clay watched as a light shade of pink crept up George's neck and swept across the bridge of his freckled nose.

"George..." Clay breathed. His voice was almost a whisper, but was still filled with dominance and confidence.

"Yes?" Was George's reply. He didn't know if it was the intense amount of alcohol in his system, but his stomach started to go insane. It was either fluttering butterflies..or he was about to throw up.

Clay moved his head to the side of George's, and his lips brushed against the brunette's ear, sending shivers down the back of George's neck and spine.
"I-I want to kiss you so bad right now."

George's stomach dropped, and his heart pounded out of his chest- he was sure that Clay could even feel it. It was obviously the alcohol's fault when a sudden wave of confidence came over George.
"I dare you."

Clay cupped George's face with his veiny hands and connected the eye contact that had been broken. Both pairs of eyes were filled with lust, and want. They wanted each other, but they were too afraid to admit it, or were they?

Clay moved even closer to George, and their lips were barely apart; they were practically brushing past each other.

George continued, "or are you too scared?"

Clay's eyes widened and he raised one eyebrow. He moved one hand to the back of George's neck, and the sexual tension was building higher and higher.

Clay's head dropped, but his hands remained in their perfect placement. "Fuck you, George," he breathed a small laugh.

"Fuck me?" George smirked.

Clay raised his head again, and tightened his grip on George's face.
"Watch what you say Georgie," he responded, towering over the brunette and gazing into his chocolate-coloured eyes.

Before George could continue with their passionate conversation, the two of them heard the toilet flush and the door of Nick's bathroom swing open.

"Shame," Clay winked.

He let go of George, and shuffle away slightly, to look slightly less suspicious when Nick saw them.

George could already feel himself sobering up after their conversation, he really hoped that Clay wasn't just saying those things because of the alcohol. Because George meant everything he said. He wanted Clay.

woah, HAGAHA
i like this chapter a lot, what do you think is gonna happen next? ;)
i hope you enjoyed it, and i hope you like the next one even better!!
it's 3am now, so the next part will be posted tomorrow.

remember to eat something, drink water and take care of yourself, i love you <3

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