George smiled, looking down at Clay and pressing another kiss onto his head, admiring him for a moment before resting his head and shutting his eyes. "Goodnight," He whispered with a smile, holding him close.
Clay hummed as he got out of the Uber, walking to the trunk and getting his and George’s luggage. He waited for his boyfriend to get out before walking to the front door, ringing the doorbell.
George followed behind, yawning quietly and stretching his arms.
Karl answered the door, his face lighting up. "Hey, guys!" He exclaimed, smiling. "Welcome back!"
Clay chuckled, smiling at Karl. “I’m certainly glad to be back,” he said with a chuckle, running a hand through his hair.
Sam stuck her head out of her room, seeing Clay. “Aye, you’re back!” She exclaimed, walking over.
“Did someone miss their big brother?” Clay teased, hugging Sam when she walked over.
“Not one bit,” she replied with a chuckle, hugging Clay back. “How was London?” She asked, looking over her brother’s shoulder and at George.
“Watched your stream with Will and Tommy,” Nick said, appearing behind Karl and wrapping his arms around the brunette’s waist. “Seriously though, your house looked lousy, Clay.”
“F—k off, it’s not like you could do any better,” Clay said with a chuckle, rolling his eyes and letting go of Sam.
