(This chapter was delayed because of mothers day. So instead of it being posted on a Sunday night it's be posted on a Monday. <3
-Nifty)
[TW: Swearing, light mature/sexual content, light panic attacks
Sleepover Arc
"Your sweatshirt doesn't smell like you yet... I'm disappointed because of that." The blond male pouted softly, his bottom lip slightly pushing over his top lip. George let out a soft chuckle, "Are you a little kid or something? That doesn't-shouldn't matter. Your the one who wanted me to smell like you, seeing as you are the reason I have this thing on." George teased, that caused Clay to dig his face into George's chest as he tired to hid himself. The older male pulled the blanket over the younger's head. That way the younger male would be covered up and not have to worry about anything, like a jump scare or zombies.
And that's what they did.
The whole afternoon, the group of guys sometimes, plus two gals and a fully grown woman, watched a syfy zombie series. Over all it was pretty good, there was some things that were not the best in the editorial part of things. But who was to complain? It was a pretty good plot line, the stuff that they did was good and the plot twists were refreshing.
It didn't take long for Clay to be passed out in George's arms. George had fallen asleep about a good 2 minuets ago. His head rested on top of Clay's, whom, had moved up George's chest in an effort to cuddle. They were both wrapped in a light blanket to make sure they didn't get too hot, plus the body heat and everything. "Well, well, we'll, would you look at that?" Sapnap pointed out the couple sleeping against the posh fabric of the couch.
Karl sat up and looked at the couple, "I ain't never seen two pretty best friends." He carefully reached over and grabbed his phone from off of the arm of the couch. Karl was not the only one to take photos of the pair cuddling, well Clay tightly holding onto George for dear life. It didn't matter to the guys that they were like this. To be honest everyone in the house plus a few people who weren't there, one day figured that they would get together.
"They obviously like each other." Tommy quietly said then looked at Tubbo, who was calmly, calming down the scared giant. It was the obvious truth. "No, they are just very close amazing best friends. There is nothing sexual about it and I don't think there ever will be." Eret said with a sort of confidence in his voice. Fundy glanced at him and then Nick just rolled his eyes. Fundy could see a reason as to why Eret and Sapnap didn't get along. Fundy kinda figured that, if Sapnap pushed things like that he could see why Eret and him were not friends.
Eret was not one to ever push-or want to push to people together. Without their knowledge or consent at least.
"Alright, alright. Stop taking photos of them." Caroline walked up and slapped Karl's hand. Her tone was whispered so she didn't wake up the two, but she also needed tell her brother to stop being a fanboy. Karl pouted and shut off his phone. Then he wrapped his arms around Sapnap like he was a giant teddy bear. "Daddy, my sister is being mean to me." Karl said in a pouty tone, stuffing his face into Sap's chest. Sapnap looked down at Karl and rolled his eyes. "Your not a baby, and I'm not your daddy so don't call me that." Karl groaned and ran his fingers aggressively though his hair. He backed away from Sap, "Fine, fine! Sorry." Karl got up and walked to his bedroom. The noise had made George stir in his sleep. It wasn't long after Karl had went to his bedroom, Sapnap followed. The guys wondered what that was all about. But nobody wanted to go up there and see. Except for Tommy.
"You do realize that they are probably having an intimate conversation right now. As of which you are not apart of." Wilbur grabbed onto Tommy's arm to stop him from going up the stairs. Tommy looked back at Wilbur and then looked up at the bedroom door. With a huff he separated Tubbo and Ranboo, as he sat in between them. "So.... What are we gonna do?" Techno spoke up like everyone else in the room confused.
"Nothing." Tubbo said softly, "It's raining pretty hard out again. We can't do a single thing. Even if we wanted too."
"Yeah... And your parents would be pissed if I let you outside." George's mom walked into he room carrying a bowl of lay's chips -original-. "Technoly, I am eighteen so if I wanted to leave. I could-". That joke didn't sit well with George's mom. "You better not!" She said with a mouth full of chips. Techno wouldn't honestly leave the building without anyone knowing where he was going and he knew better than to walk out into the rain and get sick. That's what dumb people did. Techno does not approve. "I won't, it was just a joke. I wouldn't actually do it. I'm not your son or his boyfriend." She rolled her eyes, like the sassy queen she is and walked up the stairs to her room. Stopping only a moment to make a face at what she had heard coming from inside of the room.
It was...
Well...
"Hola! Soy Dora!!"
She didn't even wanna know. So she made her way to her bedroom and turned on a movie.
The guys were in the livingroom confused, they didn't know what to do, they didn't know where to look, and they didn't know who to ask. One was sleeping, one was in their room, another was in their, and two more were in their room's. "You know, all we have our photos. Why not just wake George up... We can all pretend we are sleeping and see what he does with Dream." Of course Wilbur would be the one to suggest that type of thing. "Why not just wake him up like a normal person?" Tommy said, not so interested in having to watch anymore PTA. It was everyone but him and it was kinda ticking him off. There was no woman at this 'party', they were not invited.
Tommy got up off of the couch, stepping over to the two still sleeping on the floor. "Get up Bitch!" He lightly pretended to kick George in the side.
He looked around at the eyes that followed him. "What? Did I say something to you?" He looked at Technoblade and said that with a taunting tone. All the pink haired man did was roll his eyes. "Your a blond haired gremlin. That's what you are."
Out of nowhere a baby blue pillow was thrown at Techno's face. "That's not true. Tommy is not a gremlin. Tommy is... Well, Tommy is a muffin head like Bad would say. But, the real gremlin here is Ranboo." Techno's eyes traveled over to the shortest male in the room. The one who whose name was Tubbo. "He threatened to kill his family when they hid his m&ms. He is a little gremlin."
The pink haired male narrowed his eyes. Then he leaned down and grabbed the pillow from off of the floor. There was this evil look that Techno had in his eyes. "That was a bad mistake.-"
"Tubbo! Why are you always doing this to meeee?! You always pick half and half and never me! Have I not been your bestfriend for the past 5 years?!" Tommy proceeded to complain about Tubbo and Ranboo's close relationship. This went on for about 3 and a half minutes.
Even though Tommy might have saved Tubbo, he didn't save himself. "Are you tying to be a hero, Tommy?!" Techno asked in a deep, loud voice. There was practically fire coming out of his head. He gave this angry, angry look before he ran towards Tommy and slapped the pillow across his face. Tommy screamed and stumbled back a little bit, but he was okay. After he got hit with the pillow and stumbled back. The blond teenager took off running. He was not going to get murdered by the pink haired male. He just wasn't going to.
He didn't want his grave stone to read:
Tomas Innit
Trusty friend, likes women, and was taken out by a pillow.
Yeah.
That was definitely not an option.
"Techno, calm down." Wilbur yelled after Techno started to chase the younger blond. It wasn't long after, that Wilbur actually join in and chased after Techno, because the pink haired didn't show signs of backing down.
The commotion had woken up Clay and George. George had woken up first and was just admiring the younger male as he slept. Not that, that didn't sound creepy or anything, but he was just... All in all he envied how the younger male was just able to sleep through the yelling. George could've slept all day if there hadn't been any loudness. So when he felt like it was time, he woke up Clay.
Now Clay, that man he did not want to wake up. There was a disturbed 'mm' that he made when George tried to wake him up. But, ultimately the blond male did wake up. -Not that he looked happy about it or anything.- "George, why'd you have to go and wake me up...?" Clay sat slowly, as he had to find a position he was comfortable in. George smiled, "Because we still have to sleep tonight." That only made Clay pout and roll his eyes before he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around George's neck.
"Aw, they are awake now." Fundy spoke up, announcing to the room there awoken presence. They didn't care, well George didn't care. Clay on the other hand was embarrassed. He completely forgot that there were others in the room. George pulled the Clay closer as he wrapped his arms around him.
"POV: George waking Clay up and Clay gets clingy." Tubbo joked.
Eret wasn't one for what Tubbo had said and Ranboo didn't care -he was kinda vibing with the voices in his head-. But Fundy thought that it was funny and cute, so he started to laugh.
"Techno, nooo! Not my legs!" Tommy screamed from a different room in the house. "Wait, Techno, Techno my main main man. What are you doing to me?!-" Wilbur was cut off.
Everyone in the room started laughing at the idiots they called friends.
Except for Eret. He got up and walked to the bathroom. There was obviously something on his mind and he didn't want to talk about it. He didn't want to seem weird in front of his best friend. So he left the room, and Fundy didn't even notice.
Clay and George broke their hug and moved, so that they were sitting next to each other and no Clay sitting in between George's legs.
Techno walked into the room, "So, what's been going on in here?" He asked in a casual voice as he leaned against the couch.
Clay looked up at Technoblade and chuckled. "Nothing... I hate to ask what happened to Tommy and Wilbur, because... Well... I don't really wanna die. So, I won't ask."
The pink haired shrugged. "Yeah, I wouldn't worry about them. They are fine, anyway are Karl and George still up in the bedroom? They have been up there for a long time. It's been like 30 minuets already."
The room got quite.
"Maybe we should go check on them." George spoke up in a soft voice. "As in we, I mean Clay and I." He looked at Clay and winked, the blond chuckled softly and covered his mouth.
"Sure, but make it back in like twenty minuets." Both of the boys quickly got up and ran to the bedroom door. They both put an ear to the white wood and listened. There was no sound.
George pushed open the door a crack and walked inside. The room was dark, Clay closed the door behind them once he stepped inside. From the small amount of light there was in the room, the blond haired male could see the outline of two figured on a bed. Georges bed to be exact. He could also see George looking for the light switch. "Don't." Clay grabbed onto the older's arm and pulled his hand away from looking for the switch. "I don't want to see this if they are doing anything nasty." George turned around, and gently pushed Clay against the door. "Those two wouldn't be doing anything nasty. Sure, they always joke about it and stuff like that but, them actually doing anything is highly unlikely." Clay reached forward and grabbed onto the brunettes shoulders. With a little bit of force he spun them around, this time George was up against the wall. The older male blinked a few times before he reached up and pulled on the strings of the blonds sweatshirt. "So, your trying to over power me now are you?" George growled softly before he turned on the bedroom light. He had to pull Clay down a bit, but not to much to be able to see over his shoulder. To be honest he was quite shocked.
They looked quite shocked themselves.
Clay went to go turn around but George stopped him, "Don't." That didn't matter to Clay anyway since he was a curious teenager.
Karl and Nick's clothes were tossed around the floor, and they were in bed with definitely no shirts on. Karl was laying back on the bed with his legs open and Nick was in between his legs practically leaning over him. "I.." George was speechless. He wouldn't see what they were really doing because of a blanket Sapnap had on him. "George, let's get out of the room and leave them be." Clay spoke softly as he cupped George's face with his hands.
The older didn't know what to feel. He was surprised, angry, jealous, and sad. Surprised, because he wasn't expecting them to be in bed like that. Angry, because they were in his bed. Jealous, because he hasn't gotten laid in awhile. And lastly, Sad, because his best friend -neither of them- told him about this. But, George he had no right to feel that way. He had his own secrets he kept from Karl.
George looked up at Clay and let out a shaky breath. "Clay... Did you know?" He pulled the taller male closer to him. The hands that were cupped around his face were taken away. "Tell me Clay, did you know?" George practically growled into he youngers ear. Clay just stayed silent, for one, yes he did know that they were doing this and for two. No, they were not having sex. But, George he did not know that. "I'm going to get my revenge and you know it too." The older whispered into Clay's ear. In an act of revenge George turned off the bedroom light, the room had gotten dark again. He pulled the taller closer to him, their bodies flush together. George raised his arms above his head, before he lightly grabbed onto the blond strands of hair Clay had. Clay looked down at him with looming eyes, "George, what are you doing? You know Karl and Sap are right there. Looking at us." George hummed softly in response to that. Before he pulled Clay's hair, pulling his head back. "Go lay on Karl's bed." George let go of Clay's hair, only to have Clay grab onto his. "Are you telling me what I should do now?" Clay whispered.
"Because that's hot." George felt weak in the knees after that line. "Maybe it's your turn to lay back on the bed." Clay suggested as he began pulling George over to Karl's bed.
Not by his hair, by his hand.
-start-
But when they got to the bed George pushed Clay down onto it. "You know your tricks don't work on me like you think they do." George crawled onto Clay's lap, placing his bottom down right on top of Clay's crotch. The younger male flinched softly. Not that George could see that anyways, with the room being dark. "But my tricks, they always work on you." He whispered softly.
Leaning forward, George slipped his hands underneath Clay's sweatshirt. Tracing over the soft outline of his abs, pulling his hands along his side. He didn't want Clay to feel to much at the moment. "Mm.. What should I do to you?" George whispered softly into the air. Before he leaned forward and pinched both of Clay's nipples. He messaged his finger around the soft nubs. "You... Can do anything you want to me." It wasn't Clay's normal tone when he said that. His voice was more airy and open, like he was trying to hold something back but also make his voice deep at the same time. George began to feel it under his bottom. Clay was starting to get hard, "I've done pretty much nothing to you and your already starting to harden underneath me."
Karl and Sapnap looked at each other. "Did you know they had sex with each other?" They asked each other at the same time. That caused silent giggles to be brought forth.
George reached down and smiled, there was nothing that he had to even do to make the younger this way.
When Karl and Sapnap stopped silently laughing, they moved closer to each other. "I didn't know they did." Karl looked over at them, only seeing the black figures. "Me neither."
He looked at Clay and giggled in a quiet tone. He could hear Karl and Sapnap talking to eachother. George starter to grind down on Clay's crotch a bit harder. There was a surprised moan that left the blond's lips. George knew exactly what he was doing. He bit on his lips, there were things that nobody knew. After a few deep grinds, George didn't think that it we time to be done. The older boy slid down a bit so that he was below Clay's groin. There was no warning for Clay as he felt hands sliding up his legs, slowly rubbing against his thighs. "George no. Not infront of the two. Please, they don't need to know this." George ignored Clay's plea and slipped his fingers underneath the hem of Clay's pants. "But, the thing is, I don't want to stop." He removed his hands from the hem, but he moved his hands to the front of Clay's pants. Placing his hand on the growing bluge.
A hand was placed on Georges arm. "He said he didn't want to have you do that. You have to respect that."
It was Sapnsp. Shit. George looked up and removed his hands from Clay's bulge. "Sorry." George got off of him and sighed, "I mean it Clay. I am very sorry."
Karl and Sapnap didn't know that George and Clay were just acting. George and Clay have done a lot of things together. They were comfortable with each others touch.
Clay got up and walked to George as the older turned on the light. When the light was turned on George made eye contact with a red face, messy blond hair boy. "George, you and I have to talk." Clay panted, George's eyes traveled down to see the prominent bulge in Clay's sweats.
He really hoped he had nothing to do with that.
George and Clay left the room, closing the door behind them. Karl and Nick were left in there alone, "Nick, thank you for letting me talk with you. Also, the massage was really nice." Karl smiled softly, and hugged the slightly taller male. "Anytime Karl." Nick hugged him back tightly. Once they broke the hug they walked into the bathroom to situate themselves before going out to see their friends again.
George and Clay on the other hand went to the guest bedroom to talk. It was by George's dads office. They opened the door, turned on the light, and walked inside.
"George..." Clay started.
"I know I took it to far and I didn't mean too. I just got caught up in the moment and I know that's not an excuse..." George walked backwards and sat down on the white sheeted bed. Clay looked at him, then smiled softly.
"George..." Clay started again.
"And I know that you kinda like that stuff... But it still gave me no reason to just use you like a toy. You said stop and I should have listened to you." George again cut Clay off.
"George.-" Clay got cut of for the third time.
"I know we-." Clay placed a hand over George's mouth, stopping him from talking. "George, calm down." He spoke softly, slowly removing his hand from the older's mouth. It was cute, George had become flustered and both of them knew it.
Clay moved and sat down beside the older boy, then he leaned over and placed his head on George's shoulder. "George, we are best friends. You know this, and you know this isn't the first time you have touched me either. It was only though sweat pants. You didn't hurt me." Clay wrapped his arms around the older male, pulling him closer.
"Five times. It has only been five times." It wasn't like it really mattered. George was straight and Clay was straight. They both knew that, yet they still sometimes, got a bit too touchy with each other. And everytime George was left worrying if he was going to go to far and going to ruin his relationship with his best friend. They had a close relationship, it wasn't toxic or anything like that. Some might say that it is a bit much, but that never stopped them. They kept the friendship up and running and still are.
"I... I just, I don't wanna ruin something between us Clay, and you know that." George pulled away from Clay, as he stood up on his feet. He began pacing around the room. "George, your grinded on me and placed your hands on my clothed dick. So what? You've done it before." Clay was trying to calm George down and trying to calm himself down. He was horny, in bed and watching someone cute walking back and forth infront of him.
"I know I have, but it is embarrassing doing that infront of other people. You even said to stop and I didn't. Which caused Sap to come over and stop me from moving my hand. It was weird and I didn't like that." George looked at Clay, the brown haired male looked like he was going to have a panic attack.
That was Clay's thing.
"George, please don't over think this. You and Sap are going to be just fine. Plus if we just explain what was going on then he will understand. It's not a big deal, so please please please. Calm down." Clay got up and walked over to George, he wrapped his arms around the older male tightly.
It was a warm hug.
It was a tight hug.
Clay was worried about his bestfriend. George was worried about everything.
Nick and Karl were standing in the middle of the living room waiting for the rest of the friend group to show up and not be big sleep over- pooppers. Which was definitely a real life thing.
Fundy was in the bathroom hugging a sad Eret. He was honestly more like hugging a crying Eret. The emotions had finally caved in on him and he had to let it all out. Fundy had showed up a moment to late to stop the emotions from coming up. But the lighter brown haired male didn't care. He wasn't going to just leave his best friend to lie on the ground crying his eyes out for what ever reason.
Tommy was tied up in a clothing basket.
Wilbur was tied to a chair.
Tubbo spread out on the couch laying his head on Ranboos thigh as he watched Ranboo played a game on his phone.
Technoblade was watching the TV that had been turned on but muted. As to not disturb the other members who were in the house.
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It had been four hours since those events had happened. The time was about 6:30 at night.
"Wow, I think this is the quietest you guys have been all day I think." Caroline had walked down the staires. Karl looked up at his sister and stuck out his tongue. "Pain in the as-." Karl stopped himself from saying that out loud. That would have been kinda bad.
Everyone was doing their own thing. Some were sleeping, one were playing cards, some were watching a muted TV with Techno. They could do just about anything they wanted, except go outside and leave. The rain had stopped about two hours ago.
But it was still sprinkling out just a little bit.
Eret was in the guess bedroom with Fundy sleeping. In the bathroom he cried until his voice was dry and horse. Fundy didn't know what to do, because he had only ever seen Eret like this when his grandma passed away. Other than that he felt as if he was totally worth less to the situation. But he wasn't going to leave Eret there alone just to suffer by himself.
"Wake me up when its all over..."
George and Clay had returned after they chatted about what had happened with Sap and Karl. Clay had gotten kinda used to the point that George could never do that in front of anyone again. He was totally fine with that, but George didn't seem to believe that he was fine with it. When they got side tracked, they talked like they were normal people in a normal conversation. It was a cute conversation that sucked Clay out if his horny state of mind. That made his body calm down and go back to normal. Which George was happy about, because he didn't wanna have to be the one to deal with that mess once the time came. When they walked out of the guest bedroom and went down stairs. They held hands as the walked into the kitchen. Techno eyed them out of the corner of his eyes in a state of spying. Spying was one of the many of Techno's talented gene traits. Not that he had spent years job spying on someone or anything, nooooo.
They walked into the livingroom a bit after with a bag of chips.
Tommy was still tied up in the clothing basket, as Techno had forgotten about him and had -at this point-. And had only remembered that Tommy was a thing, through the word of mouth. When Wilbur was untied he told Techno that Tommy was still in the clothing basket. It was a very funny place to leave someone yes, but not for a long period of time.
When Tommy was freed, he gave Techno a good yell and then walked into the living room. He saw Tubbo's head on Ranboo's thigh.
That man was taking his best friend.
Tommy walked over to the couch and lifted up Tubbo's legs. He sat down and placed Tubbo's legs on top of him. "Hey Tommy." Ranboo spoke softly, trying to make a conversation with him. "Hi Ran-boo." There was the obvious tone of distaste in Tommy's voice. Ranboo picked up on that and sighed to himself. "What's up with you?" He asked. Tommy looked over at Ranboo who was looking at him. "Nothing, nothings up with me at all. I'm kinda pissed that Tubbo forgot about me and left me to be tied up in the clothing basket. Other than that, I'm fucking peachy." Tommy looked down at the sleeping male. He could not stay angry at Tubbo for long and he knows that making friends has always been hard for him. There was nothing wrong with Ranboo -other than the fact that he was a best friend stealer.- But aside from that fact, Ranboo was a nice guy who had to put up with Tommy's crap for reason at all.
Anyway, enough with that side of the drama.
Tubbo had peacefully fallen asleep.
Now done with with the whole plot of drama for those three.
"Kaarl I can't believe you would ever swear at your sister like that." Anna came running up behind Caroline and hugged her. Karl chuckled softly, he didn't know what to say other than to defend himself. "I was not going to swear at my sister. I love her so so so so much and swearing is... Well, it is mean to do." Nick looked over at Karl, he was amused by the boy. With the things that he pulls, he was suprised that he could get away with swearing at his sister.
-Almost swearing.-
Still counts though.
"Mhm.. Sure, and you are blue. Yeah, I didn't think so." Caroline pulled Anna down the steps and they ran into the kitchen. George's mom soon came out of her room and walked into the sight line if everyone in the living room. "Morning Mom!" Karl greeted her. "Good national toast day, Hon." She walked onto the kitchen. With more than half of the sleep over members in different rooms, George's mom wasn't sure on what to make. So, she just went with an idea that she thinks would be a good one.
Pizza.
Everyone likes pizza.
Right?
-
She made the pizzas, there was about 11 kids at the house. She made four different pizzas because if they didn't eat it all she could use it as leftovers. Plus due didn't know what there favorite pizzas were.
From the living room the guys could smell the pizza and were getting hungry. It was kinda sad how hungry that actually were. There was food set out like chips and things like that so they could snack on during the day.
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They ate and then got ready for bed. Well they didn't really get ready for bed since it was early but they put on there Pjs.
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