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It was nearing ten o’clock when some of the other streamers began to pack up to leave the ceremony, mostly those who were still suffering from jet lag, while some chose to stay to continue their drinks.
George however, remained seated for the moment, slowly sipping on his drink and observing the people around him. It was strange to see mixtures of both people you personally knew and people who you once looked up to, but it also filled him with pride, knowing that he and his friends have reached that same level.
He took another sip of his (not)apple juice before jumping slightly at the sudden feeling of a hand on his shoulder. Looking up he found Sapnap smiling at him, cheeks tinted red with alcohol.
“I gotta piss real bad” said Sapnap, patting his shoulder twice before walking away without waiting for a response, following the signs that pointed to the bathroom.
George sighed, knowing that he’d eventually grow bored just sitting there. Noticing that his drink was running low, he decided to head towards the large kitchen that Hannah had pointed out to him earlier in the evening.
As he rounded the corner, he saw that he’d have to squeeze past a few fit through the doorway. He debated turning back in order to avoid approaching the unfamiliar faces, but refused to do so. He continued his path, only bumping into two people and muttering quick “excuse me”s to them before he entered the kitchen.
George immediately noticed the change in temperature, the kitchen was significantly cooler than the big room before. With only a dozen bodies standing around, all involved in their own conversations.
He took a seat on a stool and grabbed one of the water bottles that sat on the island, uncapping it and taking a few small sips.
From behind him he heard a deep voice mutter a soft “sorry”, George turned to look at the owner of the smooth voice only to find himself staring at Yung Gravy, walking through the doorway just as George did just moments before.
The first thing that caught George’s attention was the man’s height, he had ducked slightly at the doorway— while it was likely that he wouldn’t have hit his head, he seemed to have enough practice at that action that he did it presumptively.
He’s taller than Wilbur George thought to himself
He watched as the blond man observed the room, looking for something before his eyes landed on George. Taking in the brunet and the packet of water bottles he flashed a charming smile before approaching him.
The man’s smile held a unique boy-ish charm, with deep dimples and round cheeks. George found himself softly smiling back at him without even thinking. Slightly embarrassed, he turned his attention back to his own bottle and took another sip.
Mr. Gravy walked up to George’s right side, George watched as his white shoes appeared in his peripheral vision. Feeling the weight of the blonde man’s eyes on him, George was compelled to look up.
Yung Gravy was smiling at him again, this time with some teeth showing and George resisted returning it, instead opting to take another water bottle from the package and holding it up, offering it to the man. Yung Gravy’s smile grew, and raised his large hand to gently take it from George.
“Thanks homie” the man responded, unscrewing the lid while continuing to hold eye contact
His hair was thick and blond, framing his face like a lion’s mane, and his eyes were yellow(green) just like Dream’s were. George huffed out a laugh at his own comparison, now returning the smile.
“Can I take a photo with you?” George asked, immediately wanting to smack himself for the question. Knowing that the man had probably had to do that over a dozen times already that night. Gravy, noticing his cringing face, only leaned closer, now hovering over George’s shoulder.
“Of course baby” George hoped that the warm lighting of the kitchen would hide any blood that began rushing to his cheeks at those words. He was close enough that George could smell his cologne, and he was gifted with the sight of Gravy’s exposed neck and collar bones. His shirt was unbuttoned almost to the bottom of his sternum, and George’s eyes were drawn to the long chain necklaces that hung loosely from his neck.
George fumbled for his phone, quickly flipping the camera to take the photo. Gravy leaned in further, before resting his chin on the brit’s shoulder and flashing the camera a smirk. George debated for a second if he should do his signature pog face, before settling on his own smirk.
Once the photo was taken, all of George's attention was pulled to the heat that Yung Gravy’s body emitted, he found himself wanting to lean back into it. Unfortunately for George, the warmth wouldn’t last
Straightening up, Gravy began to speak “You’re one of the minecrafters right?” his tone was curious and respectful, and George’s shoulders relaxed a bit at that. He hadn’t even realized that he’d stiffened, subconsciously preparing for a rude comment.
Nodding, the brunet offered his hand to the other man, “I’m George” he stated lamely, unable to think of anything else to say. Praying that Yung Gravy didn’t feel as awkward as he did. The blonde gently took George’s hand into his own and shook it, smiling down at him almost fondly.
Scrambling for something else to say, he instinctively landed on the one thing he could talk confidently about: “Do you play minecraft?”
Yung Gravy huffed as he let go of the shorter man’s hand, “It’s been a while, I’ve been busy doin’ some music video plannin’ recently,” He paused, green eyes looking away for a moment, “maybe i’ll give it another try” Turning back to face George, he continued slowly.
“If you ever wanna teach me how to play again, I’d be down for it.”
George let out a small laugh, was he flirting? This had to be flirting.
“DM me when you want to play, I’t would be a cool stream.” Replied George, remembering the Lil Nas X stream from two years before. At this, Gravy nodded and the two of them fell into silence
They sat quietly for a few moments, sipping from their water bottles and observing those around them. George was glad to see that nobody was looking their way.
“Have you ever been in a music video?” Yung Gravy interrupted their silence
“Technically two I believe.” George smiled cockily, knowing this would surprise the blond.
Gravy turned to look at him once more, eyebrows raised in surprise, before smiling again.
“Well baby, if you’d like to be in another, I'm gonna be filmin’ one in the Bahamas soon.”
George smiled into his bottle, imagining Dream and Sapnap’s reaction to this situation
“I’d love to Mr. Gravy”