Statehouse stuff again

Why you gotta be such a dumbass? (Okie x Arkansas)

I forgot to say this but happy Halloween. Have some candy. :) 🍭

And if you don't celebrate Halloween happy normal Sunday-

TW: Internalized Homophobia - dirty thoughts kinda

"I think this spot is fine," Georgia said, smiling. He and a few others placed their bags down.

"Oh hell naw. Georgia the spot by the river is much nicer compared to this stick-filled ass place." North Carolina hissed. Oklahoma rolled his eyes, then took a seat on some grass. Watching the two states argue back and forth about spots.

Arkansas sat next to him. "Why are they fightin' now? I just got back from using the bush... I guess. Since there's not a bathroom outside.  Wait. Why do we call it a bathroom if there isn't always a bathroom in it? And restrooms shouldn't be called that if we don't exactly 'rest' in them right?" Oklahoma giggled a little and nodded.

"First. Georgia chose this spot, North doesn't like it, now their fightin'. I dunno why we call 'em bathrooms and restrooms. But I think ya can find that out after our trip. Also, I didn't need to know ya had to make it rain yellow in a bush, man. Gross." Arkansas sighed and apologized, it was kinda uncalled for but he had heard worse. He should probably keep some things to himself a bit more.

"Hey! Arkansas and Oklahoma. Be a dear and help me out with gettin' firewood. Gotta start a fire before it gets too dark out." Virginia yelled, already holding a ton in his hands.

The two looked at each other and shrugged. "Ok."

+Time skip lol+

Arkansas was walking back to the camp, pleased with the amount of firewood in hand. "Hey, guys im back! And I got the- FUCK!" Arkansas tumbled to the ground because some rock popped out of nowhere.

"Damn dude you ok?!" Oklahoma said, quickly running over to him. Arkansas looked up and froze. Holy hell... Since when was Oklahoma so... Built.

God damn. He couldn't help but stare at him. His chiseled jawline along with those abbs... He was so fucking beautiful. "Arkansas? Are you listening?! You're bleeding!" Arkansas snapped out of his thoughts immediately.

"I-I am?!"

"Florida finished up our tents. I can get you patched up better in yours." Oklahoma wrapped an arm around the smaller state and helped him up.

The land of opportunity's eyes kept darting in multiple directions. From Oklahoma's face to his hand, then his abbs. How could he think such disgusting things about his friend?

He cringed slightly. Yeah, sure he had... Really... Really... Really nice abbs. Doesn't mean anything! Oklahoma is a man. Liking someone of the same gender is a sin. Plus Oklahoma was straight. (False information has been detected-)

There was no way he would even consider dating him. Arkansas bit his lip, his eyes now glued to the hand gently around his waist. He shouldn't be feeling this way.

It felt so wrong.

Yet kind of right.

A part of him enjoyed his touch while another was begging for him to try and pull away. After what felt like forever, truth be told it was all of ten minutes because of Arkansas a national stopping, they made it to the tents.

"Damn. What happened to saw over there." Tennessee asked.

"Tripped and fell on a bunch of sticks. Can you bring me the first aid kit so I can clean him up a bit?" Tennessee nodded and went to search through his bag. Oklahoma led the other smaller man into his tent. Arkansas, uncomfortably, sat down on his sleeping bag.