#this is the first time i’ve ever writen george n lewis as like. requited. as them together. i don’t love it ngl but i do luv u so here u go

[milflewis]

Gewis - 5 or 18 🥺👉👈

[18: in encouragement]

Lewis’s laugh is loud when George shuffles his way into the kitchen, eyes half open. He groans, flopping onto the stools, forehead pressed against the cool marble of the island. “Shut the fuck up.”

Another laugh — quieter this time — and then a hand, warm and heavy, on the back of his neck. Lewis digs his fingers into George’s nape, ruffling his hair, massaging. George lets his shoulders slump lower.

“I’m never drinking again.”

Lewis hums, amused. “You’ve got that meeting with sponsors in, like, five minutes.”

George does not whimper. His stomach rolls, mouth dry and stale. “Do it for me?”

“Yeah,” Lewis says, soft but firm. “Not a fucking chance. I had mine the other day.” When he kisses George’s hair, he’s laughing again.

“Godspeed,” he declares and George can’t see him but he just knows he’s giving him a salute as he turns back to whatever he was cooking before George walked in. Weirdo.

#this is the first time i’ve ever writen george n lewis as like. requited. as them together. i don’t love it ngl but i do luv u so here u go #in my mind george had like. four fruit beers and mb a sugary shot and it wiped him out. bless #kiss fic prompt ask game #tw alcohol mention #gewis #mark tag #niamh.asks