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George had just trudged from his own home, all the way to John's, where the snowy outsides of an English winter fought his every step. It was a hard enough trek even in perfect conditions, but John had called him, which was a miracle in itself. He was asking him to come round and practice with him and Paul. Divine intervention, George had thought. In what universe has John ever shared his Paul?
George felt like he was on another planet, and for all his fussing when it came to being babied, he quite enjoyed this. He could feel a hand combing through his hair, and another set petting from his torso down to his thighs. He could feel his temperature raising back up to something somewhat normal, a buzzing sensation filling his skin as his nerves defrosted. His brain was still carving through the icy memories when his nose began to itch. He tried to shuffle away from the pair, for hygiene's sake, but John yanked him by his hips back down. His loss, George thought, as a sneeze built up inside him.
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Or, the hyperthermia fic where George gets his cuddles!