《Mcyt x Reader》𝒫𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀
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Summary: Sleepy conversations in bed
Warnings: nothing just fluff
Word count: 282
Not proof read
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"If you had to kiss any one of our friends that wasn't me who would you pick?" I asked with a giggle, glancing up at George's face as I drew little shapes on his shoulder.
My head was resting on his chest as he pulled me close, we were both to comfy to move but not tired enough to fall asleep yet.
So I figured I might as well make conversation.
"Clay." George said with a small laugh.
"Should I be concerned about how quick you answered that?" I asked with a giggle, sitting up slightly so I could see his face.
"What, totally not. It would just be really funny. It would break the internet." He joked with a goofy smile.
"Wow okay, remind me not to let you go to Florida then." I laid my head back down into his chest softly, pressing a kiss to his collarbone.
"What about you?" He asked while bringing his hand up to play with my hair.
"Probably Sapnap." I said with a shrug, causing a small gasp from him.
"What! Why? Out of everyone really?"
"Yeah, it's the accent. If not then Wilbur." I giggled and glanced up to see him looking down at me in offence.
"Should I be concerned? I don't like how you've had that answer ready." He laughed and shook his head at me.
"Should you be concerned? Half the internet thinks your cheating on me with Clay, and you asked." I said while shaking my head at him.
He rolled his eyes jokingly before kissing my head gently.
"How about we just stick to kissing each other?" He asked with a small giggle.
"I can live with that."
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