I have no idea-

I was working on another story about lil' states going to Chuck E' Cheese. But I'm gonna make this for now while I do-

F L U F F I S A Y E S.

But. TW: Suggestive themes. 

Savannah giggled as Dallas continued his story about how Houston attempted to wrestle a bull to impress Miami. The two men sat alone in the living room while other states and cities talked elsewhere. 

"Like, I understand he's gay for the horny ass but... what the fuck! He was in the hospital for a month after that." Dallas mumbled, leaning back on the leathery couch, slightly grinning despite his frustrated tone. 

Well, you see dear friend. Dallas has had a huge crush on Savannah since the '90s. His voice was as sweet as candy, and his dark chocolate eyes fit him too. He was so nice for being so scary most of the time. Being the top cursed city in his state pays off sometimes... It was kinda hot... Dallas's face slowly reddened. Sometimes he'd wish he could just pin those cursed hands above his head and-

No, no, no, not now Dally. Another time. 

"Houston can be a bit of a pain but at least he has a good heart, even if his moral compass is a roulette wheel." Replied the other a content smile rested on his face. The oblivious fuck was too dense to see how badly the other had been simping for decades. Savannah only kept quiet about his crushing because he didn't want to ruin the friendship they had. 

"Pfft- Good-hearted my ass. He's a dick and he eats it more times than I have slept in my lifetime..." Dallas shivered slightly, grimacing at all the accidental walk-ins on his brother's and Miami... fun times. Was not fun for him. It was an eyesore. 

"He can't be that bad... right?" Savannah asked, placing his hand on top of the Texan's, who completely lost his train of thought at the action. The hostess city tilted his head slightly and raised a brow. That adorable action was not helping a clearly gay panicking Dallas. "Oh Jesus! Dally your face is bright red!! Are you doing ok?"

"Oh-oh! I'm fine. Maybe a little... uh... tired! Yeah, you know I don't sleep a lot. Not as bad as New York ya know. Work and stuff but-" He was interrupted by a hand touching his cheek. Soft... Dallas melted into the touch. 

"You should rest up some more. I have a lot of work too, but you need to take time to just nap. Coming from a Georgian, I know a thing or two about good sleep." Savannah stated, chuckling a bit at his last sentence. The Texan nodded and hummed. "Now babe, let's get you some shuteye." 

"Ok... Wait. Did you just call me 'babe' Savannah?" Dallas's face grew an even brighter shade of red, however, it was nothing compared to the Georgian's face. 

"I-I am so sorry! I didn't mean to, it was an honest mistake! Oh, Jesus... I am really really really sorry! I had no intention of that. Let's just uhhh... forget about it yes? I ain't mean to say that-" As America's first planned city continued to panic and frantically apologize to the dying Texan. Two other cities watched from afar. 

Miami and Houston. 

The Cuban looked over at his boyfriend. "You thinking what I'm thinking?" Houston nodded and they both said in unison. 

"Those two need to fuck."

Bai bai-