Statehouse stuff again :)

Operation hook up and or couple both work in the end- (Savannah x Dallas again)

Hello-

Anyway, this was requested by @roseofsharron1

It's part 2 of my last story with wholesome bois on a couch chatting. But uh- hope you enjoy it.

TW: Suggestive themes 

"I'm just saying man, shoot your shot. I think you'll get laid." 

"Shut up Houston! Leave it be, he doesn't like me. Fuck off!" Dallas huffed, walking into his room. The other city continued to follow him. He sat on his angered and stressed brother's bed and watched as the semi-hated city began flipping through some paperwork. 

"Well, how would you know if ya didn't try gunning for the back door? And it is hard to tell, but Savannah does care for you a lot. I'm sure he likes you, even if there's a lot to dislike about you. Like how you dress, the way you eat is way too messy, you hardly sleep, you work way too much-"

"Alright, alright, I get it!" Dallas hissed. He hated to agree with his least favorite brother. But he was right. There isn't much to like about him, or at least he (and apparently Houston) thought so. And if Savannah did like him, he wouldn't be surprised if he ended up leaving him for someone way better. The man couldn't even put it past him either. 

Savannah deserved the world, not whatever sad excuse of a city he was. 

"And if you do decide to... eh why sensor it. Have some sex, let big bro know. I got some stuff you can use." Houston walked closer to him and handed him a leash. 

"Where... did you...?" Dallas stuttered, only for the other to hush him as he left his room. 

Meanwhile, with two other southerners, Miami had spent an hour pestering his older cousin. More specifically about a certain city, we were just with. 

"Come on! He is literally obsessed with you! At this point either he bends over or you bend over. I'm sure you're flexible enough. Right?" Said the Cuban, messing with his hair. Savannah groaned.

"I did gymnastics once and suddenly I'm god! He isn't into me, we're just good friends and he's really nice." 

"He's literally called you hot before, and said himself! That one day you two should get married! Atlanta was right when she said you're as dumb as a pile of bricks when it comes to love...." Miami mumbled. Savannah rolled his eyes, weird for a constantly horny Floridian to comment on his love life. "Besides, what's the worst that could happen? He could either reject you or fuck you dry if he's anything like my love~" The other purred. "And personally you could use some action, you're like what? Over a hundred and something years old. Nearing the two hundred? When was the last time you got laid? 1800's? The 90's?"

Savannah's face only reddened, he wouldn't entirely mind... But still, this was quite invasive. Nothing new for Miami however... He and Houston were like the same person sometimes. It was scary how alike they could be. 

"Listen Miami, I appreciate the effort, if you could call whatever this is effort, but I will not tell Dally anything. And if you even think about telling him anything, I will rip you apart limb by limb." The cursed city giggled slightly. Making the other shiver. "I'm kidding, I wouldn't do that to you! Or at least not exactly that. Now get out, I have some Saint Patrick's day plans to prepare." 

"THAT'S NOT TILL MONTHS FROM NOW!!"

"It never hurts to be prepared for one of the best holidays of the year dear friend." 

"It's not even Christmas level exciting bro-"

"The hell did you just say?"

+Time skip+