Statehouse stuff again :)

Cake :) (Tucky x Geo)

Hi-

Anyway.

TW: Mentions of alcohol - Suggestive themes because Kentucky exists

Kentucky tumbled off his horse and landed head first onto the dirt road, in front of his soon-to-be husband's house. "Peachy!" He yelled, struggling a little before he could actually stand.
"P-peachy! Where are you darling~?"

Meanwhile, inside the house, Georgia had been gathering the ingredients to make a cake for one of his neighbors. He had been invited to a dinner party and his anxiety forced a yes out of him.

Granted it wasn't all that bad, there would be kids there so he could avoid a bit of adulting for a while. Suddenly, he heard loud bangs at his door. The state quickly grabbed a kitchen knife and ran to his door.

When he opened it, surprisingly, it wasn't someone hell-bent on killing him."Kentucky? The hell are you doing here?!" Kentucky didn't respond just wrapped his arms around him. "You reak of whiskey..." Georgia groaned, just his luck to have this happen to him.

"Oh, Georgia my love! My sunshine and moonlight... Let's be together forever! Just the two of us!! We can adopt children and- and-"

"Kentucky. Ya drunk bastard. Go home. I don't have time for this, I have a party to attend soon." Kentucky whimpered at the tone used by the other. He hesitantly let go and made eye contact with the southerner.

"Peachy... I love you. Please, I can prove it too! I-I-please give me a chance!" At this point, the territory started to cry. "Georgia darlin' you're the most amazin' person I've ever met! Please!!"

Amazing? Georgia raised a brow. Is that really what he thought of him? He'd beg to differ but now wasn't the time for that. "I don't have time for this Tucky. I seriously have a place to be at shortly. I need to bake this cake."

"I can help! Peaches please!!"

"Oh, my lord... Fine! Afterward, you go home and leave me alone." Georgia let the territory in.  Kentucky grinned, and skipped-ish inside. The two walked into the kitchen.

"Can I-"

"No."

"What about-"

"No, Ken. We can't make out.

"Awww..."

+Time skip+

Georgia had completed his desert after a long, long, long time. Practically do to Kentucky but we're not here to name any names, Kentucky.

Unfortunately for him, Kentucky and himself were covered in flour. Kentucky kept giggling the entire time. "Peachy. We made a mess."

Georgia nodded, his own smile forming. "Yes, yes we did. Now we have to clean up." Kentucky reached up and booped the state's nose.

"You're hot~"

"You're a pain in my ass. Ima go change and then take ya home." Georgia groaned, Kentucky lived a good two or three hours away. So he was going to be late for this party, one he didn't even want to go to.

"Can we change together-"

"Kentucky I will stab you. Shut up, however, I will lend you some clothes," The state paused and looked him up and down.  "Damn. I never realized how small you were until now." He mumbled.

Kentucky frowned. "I'm not- that ain't... I'm not small!" He protested. Georgia snickered and walked upstairs to his bedroom. Kentucky just kept his pissy expression until Georgia arrived with a plain white blouse and jeans.

Georgia himself, however, was wearing a similar outfit, the only difference was his shirt was actually black and he had a black corset on to match. Even if it was for women, he'd say he pulled it off well.

"Wow..." Mumbled the drunk man. "You're so handsome. Like... I've never seen a man look so attractive in my life." Slurred the territory. The state's face reddened slightly.

"Thank you. I guess. Hurry up and get these clothes on so you can go home. I don't need to be flattered by you right now." Georgia threw the clothes at him. Kentucky tried and failed to catch them. Good for him.

Kentucky took off his shirt. "The hell are you doing?! Don't change in the kitchen!!"

"Then where do I-"

The Georgian snatched the other's hand and the dropped clothes. Then dragged him upstairs into a guest bedroom. "Change here. Come back down when you're done. Fucking idiot." He said, then turned and left Kentucky alone.

Kentucky giggled and quickly finished changing, not bothering to button up his blouse. Figuring Georgia would possibly do it for him, the man skipped out of the room happily and headed to the kitchen. Almost falling down the stairs in the process. Again, way to go Kentucky.

"Georgia! I'm done!"

Georgia turned and was not at all surprised by the undid shirt. "Can you button it please?" Asked the other, his words still being harder and harder to articulate.

"No. You should have done that when you were upstairs or at least tried to. Come on dumbass let's get you back to Virginia." Kentucky frowned but nodded. Georgia's eyes wandered down slightly, mostly noting that his shirt sleeves covered Kentucky's arms and hands completely. But maybe he glanced one or seven times at the other's chest. Mayyyyyyybeeee.

The two men walked outside the farm home and towards Kentucky's horse. Georgia didn't exactly have a horse to use at his house, horses were too expensive and he figured walking would do him fine.  At least he knew how to ride one.  Kentucky struggled to climb onto his horse so Georgia had to help him. Like he does with a lot of things-

After about ten minutes of struggle, they set off to Kentucky's home. "Georgia..."

"Yes?"

"Can we make out now?"

"Wha- No!"

+Time skip again lol+

"Thanks for bringing him a home peach," Virginia said sighing. West Virginia helped his drunk brother to the couch and handed him a glass of water.

"Not a problem Virginia. I know how unbearable he can be when drunk." Replied Georgia, who kept his eyes on the territory. A content smile on his face.

"So... Did anything happen? I mean my brother is in a whole different shirt that just so happens to be unbuttoned." Virginia glarred at Georgia, who looked at him in disgust.

"No! I would never. I have a party to go to and he insisted on assistin' me with the cake makin'. The shit got flour all over the both of us. Plus my standards are higher than a drunk cocky soldier." Virginia rolled his eyes, a smile returned to his face.

"I wasn't being serious anyway. I know you wouldn't do that to a man or a woman. Anyway, could I offer you some tea or... Maybe some food?"

"Thanks for the proposal, Vi. But I gotta walk to this party before im later than I already am." Virginia stared at him in shock.

"Walk? Hell, it took y'all two hours to get here by horse and ya gonna walk that distance?"

"Vi you know I don't have a horse. That's too pricey and-"

"And nothin' Geo just keep one of mine. I was planning on sellin' some of 'em anyway. Make some room for storage. Take it as a thanks for bringin' a dumb fuck home." Georgia grinned, gladly taking that offer. 

That night he rode to the party on a brand new white horse. He named her Betty. Talk about a deal! Unfortunately, Kentucky started seeing him as his prince coming to save him on a snow-white horse ever since.

So not so good of a deal.

Bai bai-

Idk what to put here.