A New Beginning

Chapter Five: A Smile Hoodie

GEORGE POV

The golden light hits George's face. His eyes squinted at the sudden bright light. He didn't want to wake up as he is so cosy. There is an arm right on his stomach, and he can hear snores from behind him.

Oh, an arm, wait, what, wait, wait, I don't remember sleeping with anyone.

Memories from last night start surging in. 

How did I even get into this position if I was at the corner?

He is fidgeting a lot that the man behind starts to murmurs. 

"Good morning." A husky voice seeps behind him. It scares George, which made him tumble down to the ground. He hides his face on the ground. He did not want to stare back as he is flustered, knowing that Clay would stare him at. He also realizes that the man behind him does not know about the sleeping position as well.

"Hey." The man said dimly. George turns his head to the couch, to be stared at by two emerald eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asked with concern in his voice, reaching out his hand to George.

George grabs it, red face.

"Yeah, thanks..." George says shyly.

The man sits up beside George. He is glad that George is getting comfortable.

Time Check: 10 am

They both sat awkwardly until Nick walks in and stares at both of them dumbfoundedly.

Nick cuts the awkward silence and said "Good morning".

"Good morning," Clay says with a bright smile on his face.

George nods.

"What's your name?" Clay says with his wide-open at him, expecting an answer eagerly.

"George..." The other two stare at him with a sigh of relief and content.

"Hi, George," Clay says with a grin on his face. George's face becomes red a little.

"Hey, Georgie," Nick said, making George redder than he is before.

"I'm Clay, and he's Nick." Clay declares towards George.

His whole face is red. He quickly covers his face with the jacket. Nick stares at it and immediately knows whose jacket it is. Nick looks at Clay, who is flush with pink all over to his neck, and smile.

It's a baseball jacket with clay's name on the back with number zero-one written right below it. A mixture of blue, red, and grey, mostly covers by grey.

"Are you hungry?" Clay asks George.

George's stomach churn at the sound of food. George nods his head vigorously.

"Why don't you take a bath first?" Nick proposes, and Clay looks at him and then me with a nod.

"O...okay, I got clothes in my bag," George mumbles as Clay got up to take George's bag to him. George detests the feeling of sticky and dirt all over his body. He loves the idea of bathing right now. When George opens up his bag, he is shocked at the fact his clothes are missing. His jaw drops while he looks at Clay's back with two wide eyes. Nick is in the kitchen making pancakes.