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Chapter 44: Chill Out?! (fluff and angst)

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"Still kinda strange they would all just dip like that. It's-" Bad looked at the time on his watch, "It's 11:20!" Bad muttered with confusion. "You know them, they're weird. Of course they'll be out at this time." Clay rolled his eyes. "Maybe they're getting some luggage? Or they.. Uh.. Forgot to buy something?" George pulled out suggestions, trying to fill their curiosity. "Maybe. I dunno, they could be halfway to Japan!" Clay blurted out. "True, they would do that," George confided.

"AAAAAAHHHH!" Karl screamed as a moth was chasing him. "Turn off your phone's flashlight, dumbass," Alex suggested. "What are we doing anyway? You just dragged Karl and I out of there." Nick inquired, confused. "We're just fetching something from the hotel, I think it'll make this night a bit more.. spicy~" Alex smirked. "That sounded so sexy. Holy fuck." Nick announced with honesty. "Right.. There's costumes, booze, and questionable cards." Alex thought aloud. "Questionable cards..?" Nick frowned, querying what Alex meant. "Dirty cards. You know, for Truth or Dare and whatever drinking game we'll play." Alex clarified. "Oooh, getting drunk, huh?" Nick smirked, nudging Alex. "Sure, haha." Alex chuckled, looking at Nick from the corner of his eye. Nick smiled brightly back at him. Eventually, everyone sped up the flight of stairs into their hotel room. Alex started digging in a black backpack, pulling out four bottles of various alcohols one by one. "Ooh, something strong." Nick awed. Alex then took out a stack of cards. They were a deep black and hot pink color. "Alright! Let's go!" Karl chimed, hopping out the door. Nick and Alex followed after him, holding the bottles, back to Clay and George's apartment.
"Took you long enough," Clay said, looking over at the rest. "WE GOT ALCOHOL!" Nick shouted, holding up two bottles. "Oh, sick!" Zak creaked, grabbing his attention. "We got cards too!" Karl announced. Everyone then huddled around the coffee table again. George had brung red, plastic cups for everyone to pour. "D-Drink some water too, please!!" Bad encouraged, distressed. "Shut uppp! You're not our dad!" Nick groaned, chugging whatever he had left in his cup. Little bit by little bit, everyone had drank at least a cup of their desired drink. Alex took out the cards and shuffled them. "Alright! Who wants to go first...?" Alex looked around, squinting. "ME!" Nick shrieked, raising his hand in the air. "Truth or Dare?" the black haired asked. "DARE!" Nick wailed. "Why are you yelling??!" Bad cowered in Zak's shoulder. Alex drew a card in the dare pile. "Your dare is.. Kiss the hottest person in the room." Nick smirked. "Easy," he said, as he kissed his own hand. "Woww.." Clay rolled his eyes, giggling. "I'll allow it." Alex nodded. "Who's next?" he then asked around. "I'll go! Dare!" George grinned, with a cup of tequila in hand. The Mexican took a card from the deck, and started to read it aloud. "Give any player a hickey. Easy for you." Alex whined. George smirked, placing his cup down. The brunette sat on Clay, facing one another. Clay put his hands on George's hips, swaying him slightly. The blond smirked. George tilted his head, licking Clay's neck before giving him lovely, red marks. "Ngmh~.." Clay let out, his grasp gripping tighter, as he slowly began getting hard. "You like that?" George moaned in his ear. "Let's do this later, honey," Clay murmured. "It said "A" hickey. Not forty five." Karl interrupted. "Oh, of course." the brunette pouted, getting off of his lover and drinking the rest in his cup. The blond grabbed a nearby pillow and placed it where George was sitting. "Ooh~" Nick snickered, noticing the pillow. Clay just blushed, taking a sip of his drink.

The cards and drinks went on for hours, with a thousand make outs, six sets of clothing taken off, and flirts roaming around the table.

"Alright.." Alex hiccuped, "Truth or D-Dare.." he slurred. "Truth," Bad answered, calmly. "BOOOOO! YOU'RE BORING!" Alex pointed at Bad, his drink spilling in the process. Bad took a card himself, "What's your.. biggest turn-on? - Oh my goodness, I can't answer this.." Bad whimpered in shame. Zak leaned against his lover's shoulder, hiccuping. "If I had to choose.. I'd choose Zak." Bad proudly announced. "Heyyy, you can't choose that! Choose something else!" Clay booed. "Oh come on!" the irritated brunette grunted. "I guess.. kisses on the.. neck?" Bad blushed. "Ohh, you're a hickies person?" Clay smirked. "N-NO NO, THAT'S NOT WHAT-" "It's fine, Bad. We all have our kinks." the blond giggled. Bad covered his face, flushed. "Haha." Alex let out, turning to face Zak. "Youu..." the Mexican pointed to. "T or D...?" Zak gazed blankly for a moment, before muttering out "dare". Alex swiftly picked a card from the deck. "Tell the group.. which.. fuck, I can't read." Alex groaned, squinting his eyes and bringing the card closer to his face. "What positions have you been w-wanting to try during sex." Alex nodded. "Ooohh~~ That's a nice one.." George drunkenly mumbled. "Well.. There's like.. This one position, right? T-That's like... Super sexy." Zak stalled. "Go on." Alex smiled, resting his chin in his hands. "Uh.. Like.. Your partner's legs are on your shoulders.. and their arms are like.. held above their.. uh.." Zak stuttered, trying to get his words right. "I think I know what you meannn.. Let me try to demonstrate." Alex started to crawl towards Bad. Nick, Karl, and Clay looked up, intrigued. "Demonstrate?" Clay whispered to Karl. "I don't think he'll actually..." Karl muttered back. Alex grabbed Bad's legs and tossed them over his shoulders. "Thisss.. Thennn.." Alex mumbled as he started to demonstrate. He gripped Bad's arms above his head. "L-Let me go!" Bad blushed. "Damn, since when did you get this sexy." Alex blurted out, half joking. Their faces were so close to one another, that Bad could smell the liquor from his breath. "Hey.. Not cool man, get off of him." Zak angrily frowned. "Mmh.." Alex mumbled, not hearing him. Eventually, Zak yanked him off Bad and pinned him against the ground. "Whoaa.. Where the fuck are we??" Alex looked pale and drained. "Get off.. my fuckin' boyfriend, asshole." Zak sternly threatened. "Get the fuck off of me, ya' piece of toast," Alex uttered. "Oh shit, what is toast? The word is funny." the drunk Mexican giggled. Zak slapped him across the face, not realising what he had done at first. But before he could realise, Alex had kneed him in his crotch. "AH! Y-You're going to regret that, BITCH!" Zak shouted, attempting to hit and scratch him. Alex started to fight back, doing the same as Zak. "GEPPY, STOP!" Bad cried out. Clay and Karl leapt up from their seats, running up to the two to break up the fight. Clay held Zak, while Karl held Alex. "FUCKING BITCH! WHAT'S YOUR P-PROBLEM! CHILL OUT!" Alex shouted, frustrated. A trail of blood left the cut on his cheek. Zak tried to fight Clay off of him, but he couldn't loosen his grip. That's when the pain set in. Zak touched his left eye with his right hand. Seeing the crimson substance leak down on his hand. "My fucking EYE!" Zak snapped. "CALM DOWN YOU TWO!! YOU'RE SCARING BAD AND GEORGE!" Clay yelled at them. George watched with tears in his eyes. As George gets drunk, he tends to get very emotional, and with everything he's been through, this definitely didn't make it better. Bad couldn't believe how his lover acted in the situation, feeling utterly disappointed in him. Alex gagged, covering his mouth and running to the bathroom. Karl ran after him, running in too. The blond then let go of his clutch. Zak could hardly stand, he was too drunk to balance himself. "W-What the fuck happened..?" He asked around. "Shit.. Hold my hand, let's go get you some water." Clay held out his right hand. "W-Which one do I take..? Why's everything so blurry?" Zak disputed. Clay put his arm around his shoulder, guiding him to the kitchen to get him a glass of water.

"Bad, could you take him to the guest room? Maybe stay with him for a little bit." Clay kindly asked, as he put some tissues over Zak's eye. Bad nodded and stood up, leading Zak to the bedroom. He shut the door and got Zak to sit on the bed. "Oh, my gaahhdd.. You're s-so prettyyy." Zak slurred out, staring at Bad. Bad stared down at him, feeling his head. "Lie down. I'll get you a wet cloth." the brunette muttered. "Alroight." Zak looked up at the ceiling, as he started muttering random garbage. Bad had gone to the bathroom, wet a facecloth, and walked back to Zak, caring for him. Meanwhile, Alex was busy throwing up in the toilet. "It's okay.. It's okay.." Karl pet Alex's back as he hurled. "Aaaahhh..." Alex silently screamed in the toilet bowl, tears escaping his eyes. "Are you feeling okay?" Karl frowned. "I-I'm tired." Alex sighed, leaning against Karl. The brown haired took some tissue paper, wiping the blood from Alex's wound. "It's okay.. Rest. You're drunk out of your mind." Karl hugged Alex as he drifted off to sleep in his arms.

George tried taking another sip of his drink, but was stopped by Clay taking away the cup. "Wha.. What the hell?" George groaned. "I don't think you should drink anymore." Clay sighed, kneeling down to George's level. George looked around the room. "What's wrong, love?" Clay asked, putting a hand on his knee. "Whadda.. fuck.. The room is all s-spinny." George tried grabbing for Clay's hand, but missed it completely. "W-Why can't I f-feel you?! W-Why can't I feel y-your hand!?" George started tearing up. "Oh, my darling.." Clay hugged him. "Let's get you to bed.." the blond picked George up and started walking to their room. "Oh my god, I can feel you." George smiled. "Haha, yeah," Clay smirked back. He then slowly tucked George in, and the boy fell asleep almost immediately. "Hm.. I'll go check on Alex." Clay walked into the bathroom, seeing the two sitting on the floor. "Little help?" Karl whispered, trying not to wake Alex up. Clay nodded and tried picking up Alex, Karl helped Clay lift him up, taking him to the couch. Alex got plopped down, with a blanket put on top of him. Nick was already sleeping on the couch, snoring loudly. "Oh wow. Are you sure you want to sleep here? You can take my spot instead?" Clay asked Karl. "No, no. I want to make sure these two don't get into any trouble. Thanks for the offer though!" Karl glowed. "Alright, goodnight Karl." Clay sighed, smiling back. "Goodnight, Clay. Thanks, again." Karl then snuggled up by Alex, falling asleep slowly. The blond went on to his room, where George was sleeping peacefully.

Clay smirked, caressing his sleeping lover.
"Love you, George. Sleep well..." Clay muttered, falling asleep next to him.

(1891 words uwu. [sorry for any errors]. hello everyone, im so sorry its been so long since ive updated this.. a lot of stuff has been going on. whether its on the internet, or in my personal life.
as most know, we recently lost a very important person in the community. passing away on June 30 2022.. Technoblade (formally known as Alex), rest in peace king. you inspired, helped and cared for millions. we will all keep you in our hearts forever. rest easy. <3 

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fly high, Techno.