/𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒/

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TW: nsfw
(not smut)

We stayed out there for at least another hour, dancing, running around like no one was watching, dancing clumsily and inelegantly but it didn't matter. We were too caught up in the moment that nothing else really mattered for us, only the sounds of rain and our laughter filled our empty minds.
At some point I even took off my shoes and ran barefoot through the puddles, creating splashes in every step.

The sky eventually went from grey to black, signaling we should probably head inside before we catch a cold.

"Shit, the laundry isn't done drying yet." I groaned, shivering as I stood next to the still-running dryer.

"You can borrow some of my clothes, it's alright." He assured, hugging me from behind, rubbing my arms to make me warmer.

"Will your clothes even fit me?" I questioned in disbelief.

"Well, they'll be a bit baggy obviously." He laughed, releasing me from his grasp and leading me upstairs by my hand.

I watched as he shuffled through his drawers, his wet hair messily dangling off his forehead.
Eventually he pulled out some dark green plaid pajama pants, along with a oversized grey T-shirt and threw it over to me.

I went into his bathroom and stripped off my soaking wet clothing, throwing them to the tiled floor. I slipped on the shirt and slid the pants over my legs, forgetting that I had no underwear on considering every piece of clothing I was wearing is now drenched with rainwater.
Brushing through my wet hair, untangling all the knots, George knocked quietly behind the door.

"Can I come in?"

I unlocked the door and let him inside. He was wearing dark blue plaid pajama sweats, just like mine, and a plain black t shirt.

"We're twinning!" I smiled excitedly.

"Oh yeah, I didn't even realize that." He laughed.

I took out my phone and scrolled onto the camera app, pointing it at the mirror.

"Pose for me." I grinned.

He awkwardly cupped his face with his hands and smiled cutely into the mirror, closing his pretty eyes.
I smiled to myself and nudged up close to him, snapping the mirror picture.

"Wait- are you posting these?" He asked panicked.

"Yeah? Why?"

"I looked stupid in that." He groaned, begging me to take a different one.

I rolled my eyes and entered the camera app again.
He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me and rested his chin on my shoulder, smiling brightly for me to snap the photo.
As soon as I took the picture, he kissed my cheek, catching the shot perfectly.

"Oh, aren't you cute." I said sarcastically, smiling at the photo.

He nodded repeatedly and waited patiently for me to post it. I typed out the caption as:
Had fun in the rain!

He squinted at the phone and scoffed. I looked at him confused before he snatched the phone from me and typed out a different caption, a smug grin on his lips.
When he handed me back the phone, he immediately started laughing as soon as I read the caption he wrote. My eyes got even wider when I realized he actually posted it already.
The caption read:
We're so wet! had so much fun;)

"George. What the fuck is wrong with you." I glared at him, my cheeks burning up with red blush.

"It's funny! I'm funny. Just laugh and be done with it" He smirked, bending down and planting a small and quick kiss on my nose.

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