"So, what should we do today?" asked Reece. It was only noon and he wanted to do something. It was a sunny day and he definitely didn't want to spend it on George's couch.

"I'm hungryyyyyyy!"

Blake laughed. "God, George. When are you not hungry?"

"Well, I need to grow to become a strong and tall man." he answered with a big smile on his face.

"Okay, I suppose little Georgie needs something to eat then." Reece said, also laughing. "Let's go to the city and grab some food."

"Yeeeesss!!!"

George jumped up. "Come on, Blakey!" he said, grabbing Blake's hand to drag him up.

Blake felt a warm wave going through his body, coming from the spot where George's hand held his. He did nothing to resist George who pulled him in the direction of the door.

As they reached the door, George realised he still held Blake's hand. He somehow couldn't let go. For a moment, he just stared at their hands, before he got his self-control back and broke their connection.

The warm feeling in Blake's body was gone as it came. Then he realised, that George had released Blake's hand from his. He looked to Reece -- only to see him smirking again in his direction. Blake silently hit Reece's arm and shook his head.

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George was happy. Happy about being with the boys and happy that he was full (at least for now). They had eaten burgers with chips in a cool restaurant which had opened a few weeks ago. It was delicious and George made a mental note to come back soon.

But he still wondered about one thing: Why had it been so hard to let go of Blake's hand?

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Yeah, why was it so hard? ;)

Sorry about this short chapter! I wanted to write more, but I thought I should end it with that question. And this fan-fiction will not be very long (at least I think so) -- so maybe it's better this way.

A big 'Thank you!' to the great CN5SOS who corrected this chapter. :)