(This time George shook him with force and pulled him completely out of his thoughts. William looked at him)
George: what's wrong? You're making me worried. Tell me, what is bothering you?
William: my way of thinking is bothering me. It's very different from how it was before.
George: what do you mean? How is it different from before?
William: at first, i didn't care about a lot of things but now....
(William again looked down avoiding his eyes. George sighed and held his chin to look at him. Their eyes met and William blushed, his face red again)
George: What's with this immediate blushing and avoiding my eyes?
William: i can't tell you. You wouldn't like that. You'd think i'm some sort of creep.
George: no i wouldn't think like that because you aren't. Tell me! Or I won't move until you tell me what's wrong. We're stuck here, on the road.
William: well first, i have a question.
George: what is it?
William: are you a leftie?
George: what? That's your creepy thought?
William: it's one of them.
George: i practiced to use both my hands. I write with my right hand but when i get tired writing with my right hand, i use my left hand and vice versa.
William: ok! That's it. Let's go.
George: no! Not at all.
William: why?
George: you didn't tell me what's actually bothering you.
*and the blabbering begins*
William: well, i thought that you're so determined to learn yet you act like a nonchalant person. You're way too perfect for me. I don't deserve you. I shouldn't think like that because you love me for who i am and i love you too. But what if you get tired of me? Again i shouldn't think like that. Your eyes are so beautiful. I love it when you look at me. Your nose is so perfectly sculpted. You are beautiful. God created you with so much love and care. And your lips are so soft and sweet and---mphh
(William said that in one go. But before he could complete his sentence he was cut off. George shut him up with a kiss. He immediately responded to it, closing his eyes, his hands went to George's waist. A shiver ran through George's whole body at the sudden touch. His hands holding the back of William's neck preventing him to back off. William tapped George's back to stop him. But George didn't stop. Suddenly they heard the horn of another car. Both of them got startled and pulled away, their faces red from embarrassment. George drove to the cafe. Throughout the ride, they stayed quiet, still embarrassed from the current situation. They reached the cafe. George parked the car in the small area infront of the cafe. William was about to get out but George didn't let him move by holding his arm. He looked at George with slightly red cheeks. George smiled and William hid his face in his hands. George held his arm and pulled him closer to hug him. William hugged him back)
George: i never knew you paid this much attention to me.
William: you don't think that i'm a creep?
George: no! Not at all. Instead, i'm happy. But i have a question.
William: what is it?
George: can we continue what we couldn't complete?
(William slowly broke the hug and looked at him, shocked. His face totally red. He started to malfunction)
William: uh- i- i-
(George smiled and held both his hands. William got quiet, looking at their hands)
George: i was just asking. If you don't want to, it's okay. I just wanted to see your reaction. Sorry if it was too much.
(William gasped and pulled his hands back to himself. He smacked George's arm slightly. George started to laugh. William thought of something and smirked. He got serious all of a sudden)
William: ok we'll do it.
George: what?!
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