#Dolan twins angst

[ruewrote]

𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙.

PAIRING: grayson dolan x fem!reader WARNINGS: creepy guys GENRE: angst to fluff SONG INSPIRATION: heart to heart by mac demarco WORD COUNT: 813

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you had been walking home from the club, stumbling a little in your heels, feeling the slight buzz of the alcohol that you recently consumed, but feeling more anger than anything else.

standing on the edge of the curb, rummaging around in your bag looking for your phone. cursing yourself for mindlessly tossing it in there earlier.

"hey honey! looking for a good time?" you stopped searching for it, slightly glancing up through your lashes at the older man in worn down clothes started to make his way over towards you.

his arms stretched out with a drunken smirk.

"no thank you." with that said you turned back to what you were doing previously, not realising the man had gotten even closer to you than before.

him wrapping his arms around you, letting out a scream telling him to get off of you and to leave you alone.

cursing yourself for leaving so late and to make matters worse there not being many cars or people around.

that's when you thought you were thoroughly fucked. hands struggling against his tall figure, even as you thrashed against him - you weren't able to overpower him. regretting not slipping your pepper spray into your handbag since you assumed thay you were gonna stay with friends.

"hey! she said to let her go."

the creep soon let his calloused hands slip away from you slightly to find where the voice was coming through, as he did - a fist was met with his jaw and he fell to the floor with a thud, the kind stranger gently pushed you behind him.

towering over the bastard, yelling all sorts of profanities. the creep just laid there holding his jaw before scrambling off of the floor in the other direction.

you were now shivering from the cold and adrenaline, just thankful for his timing. wrapping your arms around yourself as your teeth chattered.

"hey, hey it's okay now. he's gone, here take this!" that's when he shrugged his hoodie off and pushed it onto your shoulders, not really questioning anything, pulling it tighter around your body.

your eyes had been stuck looking at your feet since he had helped you, slightly shaken up.

you were pleasantly surprised when you did lock eyes with the stranger, his hazel eyes shining in the streetlight that hovered above the both of you.

he had such pretty eyes -- scratch that all of him was pretty! well from what you could see at least. plump lips, kind eyes, fluffy hair. he easily stood at six foot. towering over you like the other guy did but this time you felt no threat.

a wide and contagious smile spread across his features one that reached his eyes.

"bit of a bad way to start off an introduction, but hi i'm grayson!"

his arm stretched out lending a hand to shake yours, you accept the gesture by giving his a soft shake returning it with your own name.

"yo gray! what happened..?" another voice was heard from behind you, still feeling jumpy turning around quickly, shuffling back to grasp grayson's arm and try to hide yourself behind his large build.

"hey, hey it's okay. i know him, he's my brother you're safe." grasping your hand in his.

as the other person came into view, he looked alot like the one that had just helped you. removing your hold on gray, still standing firmly at his side.

"some asshole tried forcing himself on her, not that she needed my help, but i kinda decked him then he ran off." the twin clicked his tongue, shaking his head his eyes flickering from the ground to you, checking you over.

"deserved. are you alright..?"

realising he was speaking to you, you stopped playing with the hoodie sleeve. "y/n and yeah it was a bit of a shock, i was just lucky that grayson was nearby when it occurred." your voice still a bit shaky from the encounter.

it was decided that the twins wanted to make sure you got home alright, you protested, but your complaints fell upon deaf ears.

they were even kind enough to buy you a hot chocolate at a near by diner beforehand.

the drive to your house was silent, all was heard was the clicking of the turn indicator every now and then. a soft pop song played in the background as you zoned out.

it didn't take long to get to your house, them both wished you a farewell as you started to walk to your front door not before putting your number into gray's phone, he said for quote on quote 'if you ever need to be saved again' with a wink.

closing the wooden door, leaning your back up against it, a small grin laid on your lips as you took off your heels.

realising that you still had his hoodie on.

© ruewrote.

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[baby-grayson]

Cat’s Masterlist!

-requests are open for fluff, angst, sequels, all kinds of ideas! 

-current muses (feel free to request someone outside of this list): wilbur soot, awesamdude, dream, foolish games, dolan twins 

Wilbur Soot (prepare for lots of fluff): 

single dad wilbur

sleepy saturday morning with will and his little girl

your new (fake) boyfriend

late night wilbur

campfire vibes with boyfriend wilbur

arcade day with drunk wilbur

meeting wilbur on an airplane

Grayson Dolan 

Kind Stranger Masterlist (two volume fic that became my baby for a year and is the thing i am most proud of) 

Football Gray Masterlist (giant concept train) 

#wilbur soot #awesamdude #dream #foolishgames #grayon dolan #ethan dolan #fanfic #dsmp #writer #masterlist #mcyt #requests open #ask me to write for you #i love concept trains #i love writing people silly little meet cute fluffy blurbs

[ohtobeleah]

Everyones been talking about how they are scared for your angst to hit the stranger things community but i haven’t seen anyone mention the smut you produce……. thats what I’m not ready for.

Also, I’d like to mention that i belong to both fandoms and have followed you over from your Dolan Twin Days so I’m experienced and I’m terrified….

HAHAHA listen, stop gassing me up because I’ll get a big head and that’s not good for anyone….

[poguesholland]

could you do some fluff with either e or g ? It’s completely fine if you don’t want to

hope you enjoyed your day/night <333

-al

This fic made me miss the twins and Emmas friendship </3

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“Hey guys, we're back!" the twins yell into the camera. They put on a funny accent, making them both burst out into laughter. You and Emma laugh from behind the camera, making yourselves known in the video.

The twins wanted both of you to do a surprise appearance, seeing as Emma was all of yours’ best friend and you were Ethan’s girlfriend. Your relationship was already public, but this would be the first video of theirs that you appeared in.

“You guys ruined the fucking intro!" Grays yells at you and Emma playfully. “Now there’s no point in it even being a surprise” Ethan shakes his head dramatically, exaggerating the disappointment in his voice.

You gasp dramatically at his ‘accusation’, putting a hand to your heart which Emma mimicks. “How dare you?” She jokes, making Grayson and Ethan chuckle. "Shut the fuck up Gray! Your intro idea sucked ass anyways!" you huff, making Emma wheeze. Both of you enter the frame, since there was no point of hiding yourselves anymore to surprise the viewers.

Ethan’s eyes look up and his lips part in admiration as he watched you move. Almost anyone would awe at the heart eyes he was giving you, that you were clearly too oblivious to see. He had this look on his face whenever he was looking at you. His eyes would focus on you and only you. His lips would part as he admired you. He looked at you like you were the only girl in the worlds, he truly was in love with you.

You go to flop down next to Ethan, entering the video frame. However, Ethan wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you down to sit on his lap “E!” you squeal out in surprise, making Ethan laugh at how easily scared you were.

“S’just me baby, relax” Ethan mumbles in your ear, and you blush. You turn to meet his gaze. “Hi” you say quietly, not being able to rub the smile off your face and Ethan reciprocates it, “Hi”. He burys his head in your shoulder, just resting there, making you smile.

Emma enters the frame and makes a joke, making you all laugh. You could feel Ethan’s laugh vibrate on your skin, giving you goosebumps but the good kind. Your hand going to tangle itself in Ethan’s hair, playing with it. Whenever you played with Ethan’s hair, it was like he was putty in your hands.

Emma and Grayson start explaining what the video is about, not realizing that you and Ethan weren't paying attention. He leaves a kiss in the crook of your neck, then another on your shoulder, making you giggle and squirm. Ethan tightens his hand around your waist to keep you still, and you turn to look at him.

Your eyes meet, making a lighthearted grin appear on your faces. Your hand moves to the back of his neck to pull his head upwards, and leave a soft kiss on his lips. But of course, one tiny kiss is never enough for Ethan. So he cupped your face and tried to connect your lips once again, this time making it last.

You turned quickly, making Ethan’s lips meet your neck to which he pouted. You didn’t want to get into a full blown make out in the middle of the video. But Ethan childishly put his face in your neck again and puffed annoyedly. You laugh at his childish antics, hand going back to caress his hair.

“Well if the two lovebirds next to us are done, we’ll get on with this video now” Emma sarcastically jokes, making you and Ethan laugh. He brings his head up to rest his chin on your shoulder, “Okay okay, let’s get on with the video”. “Fucking finally” Grayson muttered, and you playfully shove him bringing out a laugh from everyone.

Ethan and you never showed pda on camera or in front of their viewers, rarely even a kiss. It was just how you two were, usually preferring to keep the details of your relationship private. So that one kiss was more than enough, and to say that the fans loved it was an understatement.

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[bubsdolan]

🤍grayson dolan blurb masterlist🤍

{gif creds- @graysonsbailey}

ETHAN DOLAN BLURB MASTERLIST HERE.

short blurbs.

mafia gray au.

checklist - your first times.

fluff-

date night in jersey. -impaulsive. -part 2

he’s insecure. - professor!gray. -tiktok prank.

you’re insecure. - opening up. -christmas lights.

you suffer from anxiety. -you suffer from depression.

longboarding accident. -more than friends.

you’re shy. -cuddles. -cuddles II -frat boy gray.

bestfriend turned lovers. - bookworm.

surprise date night. -protection. part 2.

encouraging you to eat. -he helps you relax.

calling you bubba. -stretch marks.

you make him blush. - anniversary. -21st bday.

smut-

shower sex. - eating you out for the first time.

graysons hands. - he’s an arse man.{part 2}

ego boost. -angry fuck. -69. -anal. -buttplug.

professor!gray. - first time. -spanking.

size kink. -riding gray for the first time. -dildo.

cockwarming. -soft cockwarming. -pegging

grayson riding your face. - riding grays abs.

public sex. - ‘you know i love you right?’

he’s vocal in the bedroom. - arse play.

angst-

grayson & ethan call you clingy. {series}

prank gone wrong.

addiction.

gold digger. part II.

you get into a car accident. part 2. part 3.

random concepts-

baking together. -grayson dating a british girl.

tiktok trends. -introducing you to ethan.

you get hurt. - bruises. -among us.

he calls you ‘doll’. -he’s an arse man.

dad!gray. part 2. 3. -‘my pretty little baby’

you’re drunk. -grayson with twin boys.

aftercare. -rude awakening.

college!gray. -matching. - birthday treat.

leaking your nudes. -channel take over w/ kristina.

working out w/ gray. -private fashion show.

thanksgiving. -you’re a pro athlete.

date night outfit. -you’re dyslexic. -adoption.

pranked w/ kristina.

-meeting fans. -tiktok injury. -college student.

MASTERLIST PART 2.

SMUT PROMPT MASTERLIST.

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[strangerquinns]

Grayson and the reader break up because of their jobs and their familys are best friends so they grew up together but it's weird to see eachother after everything but end up together? Thanks love💗

The breakup has been hard for you. You didn’t want it, but when he explained why, you understood. The distance was too much. It was too hard. You couldn’t move out to LA due to your job in Jersey, the job you’d worked so hard to get. And even though Grayson could try and visit as often as he could, the growth of WakeHeart and the podcast were making the visits farther and farther apart.

You two cried on the phone together knowing the moment it was over that you two would no longer be a couple. Grayson had never felt so much pain. He was sure that you were the love of his like, and ultimately the one for him, but he was holding you back. He knew it. Grayson couldn't ask you to leave the job he knew you loved for him. So he let you go. 

But what made it even harder was the fact that both your moms were best friends, resulting in both your families being extremely close. Lisa was over at your family home nearly once a week, or vice versa. Whenever you hear that the twins were in town you made sure to avoid any place you thought you would see either Grayson or Ethan.  

“Baby you can’t avoid him forever,” Your mother spoke as she finished cooking up dinner, a dinner that the Dolan family would be joining. Including Grayson and Ethan. You felt the repaired cracks of your broken heart start to crack again at the mention of his name.

It was a dinner to celebrate your finish of school, not just the Dolan’s were coming but other friends and family as well.

“And I can’t see him...not now...” You frowned

But before your mother could say more, the sound of the doorbell sounded through the house. Your heart jumped and your eyes darted towards the hall that led towards the front door. You felt your chest tighten as you watched your mother walk towards the door to answer it, knowing the man you loved was going to be standing before you in seconds. The house filled with guests and soon you were lost in a flood of people that you hadn’t run into Grayson.

That was until you stepped out onto the back porch to catch a breath, and you heard the sliding door open behind you. When you looked behind you, everything around you felt like it froze for a moment. Grayson stood hesitantly in the doorway as he closed the door behind him slowly.

“Hey,” He spoke softly 

“Hi,” You nervously spoke, you could feel your heart beating wildly. 

“H-How are you?” Grayson asked, fitting back the urge to reach across and take you into his arms. His body still called out to you even after all this time. “Congrats on finishing school,”

“Thanks,” You smiled slightly “A-And....I’ve been,” You hesitated for a moment, do you tell the truth? Let him know you’d been terrible and missing him? That your heart was still aching for him? “Fine.”

Grayson’s face twisted slightly, before licking his lips and slowly nodding his head. 

“How are you? H-Haven’t seen you in forever,” You nervously chuckled.

You and Grayson had grown up together, all the way from being little babies to now entering adulthood. You knew everything about each other and were connected in every way. He was your best friend first and foremost, but at this moment, he was like a stranger to you. You didn’t know what to say to him.

Grayson let out a dry chuckle before reaching up to rub along his jaw slowly “Honestly, angel, not so good.”

Angel, the nickname he’d given you when you were kids. You used to wear white fairy wings all the time when you played. You were only four and Grayson was five at the time, and he called you angel because of those wings. The nickname stuck. You hadn’t heard it in so long it brought tears to your eyes to hear him call you that name again.

You walked closer to him and all the awkward and nervous was forgot and all you cared about was him. Comforting him and making sure he was alright. Grayson reached out and grasped your hands and pulled you closer to him.

“I messed up,” He whispered, your hand caressing along his arm. He looked towards you and you could see the heavy sadness in his eyes. “I should've never said we should break up. I never should’ve.”

“Grayson,” You whispered softly and felt your heart sink into your gut.

“Did you really want it?”

“No,” You spoke with no hesitation in your voice. 

You could physically see the relief sag off his shoulders when you answered, the grip Grayson held on your waist grew tighter. “Did I lose my chance? Did I lose you?”

You shook your head and caressed his face, “No. Never. I love you so much, Grayson. That was never going to change.”

“I love you too,” He pressed his forehead against yours, before sighing heavily “I wanna do this again, give us a real try. I was scared, but I know in my heart we can do this.”

“How do I know you won’t get scared again?” You whispered

“I’ll show you, prove to you that I am more serious this time. I’m not giving up on us that easily”

You nodded your head, “Ok.”

A smile spread across Grayson’s face which only made it contagious for you and caused you to smile. He bent his head slightly before capturing your lips in a deep kiss. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders and gripped him tightly as the kiss deepened more. You had the love of your life back in your arms, and this time, you were never letting go.

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[blazedgraysons]

You're No Good - Ch. 2

C.J. Bennett is an overly ambitious student who dreams of shadowing her favorite author, Eli Jennings. The only thing standing in her way: Grayson Dolan.

warnings: this is a rough draft of a series i never finished. i'm posting the finished chapters before leaving this account. 🤍

part 1

If American Lit 1102 was C.J.’s personal hell, her job could at least be considered her own reprieve.

Sunnyside Vintage is an old shop off of Sunset, having been open for the last 30 years. It wasn’t the nicest of thrift stores — the clothes always have a weird mothball smell and everything is old - and not in the trendy way.  C.J. loves it. The windows are huge, letting California sunlight wash the stucco walls gold, and the mannequins are always dressed straight out of the 70’s. The pay isn’t always great, but C.J. is allowed to take whatever she wants more than makes up for it in her eyes.

“I just don’t understand. I mean, Stevens has praised me this entire semester. She even told me personally he’s never had a student write as well as me nor pick up on the work as fast as I have. Wouldn’t that be qualities you’d want in an intern, Bea? Even Grayson Dolan would’ve been a better pick.” C.J. turns to her boss, angrily folding flared jeans.

Another reason C.J. loves Sunnyside —  her boss, Beatrice “Bea” Walker. Once a glitzy soap star of the ’50’s, she retired with her husband and opened Sunnyside in the late 80’s. Despite being in her late-70s, she still holds on to the same glamour and charm that made her a household name a century prior.

“Maybe there was another reason. It could be something other then your application.” She croaks, lifting a pumpkin to place next to a costumed mannequin. As halloween rapidly approaches, the store was starting to transform to fit the fall season — hoping to draw in customers to purchase unique costumes for the holiday.

Before she can move to help Bea, the doors chime, signaling an entrance. Walking through with seemingly-glowing skin and a symphonic smile was Alexi, C.J.’s best friend and roommate. It’s hard to miss Alexi whenever she walks into a room — from her bleached-blue hair to eclectic style, she’s never been afraid to follow her own path, something C.J. has always admired. She walks straight to C.J., wrapping her in a loving embrace

“Are you okay? James told me what happened.” Alexi leaves an arm around her, and while C.J. knows it’s supposed to be comforting; all she can think about is how much she wants Alexi to leave. It’s one thing to rant to her elderly boss, someone who would love her in spite of her shortcomings and faults. But to know her own friend group has already heard about her misfortune, sending over someone to comfort and soothe, it was all just a little too pitiful for her to handle.

“Theta’s are throwing a party tonight. It’ll be the perfect pick-me-up, and you can forget all about Evans Jensen-“

“Eli Jennings” C.J. corrects.

“Whoever” Alexi rolls her eyes at the interruption, “is missing out on your incredible talent because of an idiotic professor’s incompetence. Everyone’s going and it won’t be the same without you, C.”

“As much as I would love that, Lex, I really just want to be alone tonight. Shitty beer, cheap Indian food, a sad movie so I don’t have to think about how these past four years have been a waste.”

“Not a waste, first of all. Look, I know that you’ve had this whole plan for your life since you popped out the womb, but shit happens, things change. This isn’t a failure, just think of it as a temporary setback. Plus, when life gives you lemons, you…” She trails off, waiting for C.J. to finish.

“Make lemonade?” She sighs.

“Use it to chase tequila.” Alexi giggles.

“I would go, but I have to close. Right, Bea?"

"Don't use me as an excuse. You should go, maybe find a boy to take home." Alexi makes a face at Beatrice's statement and C.J.'s face heats up.

“You’re going - no more buts. Wear something cute. Something that maybe doesn’t make if look like you were alive for Vietnam.” Alexi’s already leaving, kissing Beatrice lightly on the cheek on her way out.

This was how C.J. found herself standing outside the Theta Lambda  frat house, October air chilling her through her jacket. She shifts her weight between her feet, surveying the small group around her. Alexi talks animatedly on the phone, asking for whoever to meet them out front.

A random person bumps into her, forcing her to spill the contents of her purse onto the dewey grass. C.J. groans, bending down to pick everything up while mentally thinking to herself all of the other things she could be doing right now.

A pair of dirty air forces steps in front of C.J. and she slowly looks up at the girl standing in front of her. She’s pretty, stunning actually. C.J. recognizes her immediately. Channing Williams - social chair of Rho Xi sorority and the key to all the best parties on campus. Dressed in a black romper and red velvet jacket, she’s everything C.J. isn’t and a quiet twinge of jealousy plucks her heart. ‘I bet she’s never lost out on an internship.’ she thinks bitterly.

“Sorry, do you know anyone?”  Channing asks, voice soft and sweet with a clipboard in hand. C.J. looks at Alexi, waiting to hear her answer.

“Not really? I mean we know people, but we aren’t going to be on your clipboard or anything so if you could just let us slide through, I’m sure there’s someone here who could like vouch for us or something?” C.J. wants to slap her — not only did she drag her out in below-freezing weather, but she couldn’t even guarantee them a way inside.

“Well this is a greek-only party so unless you know anyone….” Channing trails off, not openly wanting to kick them out in front of so many people.

“That means no GDI’s.” C.J. didn’t even notice the miniature-sized freshman standing besides Channing. She clearly looks annoyed at the intrusion, keeping her from inside where everyone else is to deal with their little group. C.J. briefly wonders if the upturned stare is a requirement for Rho Xi or if that’s was just especially reserved for her.

“Geed’s?” Alexi repeats, raising an eyebrow.

“Goddamn independents. Y’know, not greek-affiliated.” At this point, C.J. is ready to call the whole night and retire in her bed when she see’s someone appear in between Channing.

“They’re cool, Chan. They’re with me.” Micayla Zhao enters, covered in glitter, sweat and what C.J. is almost sure to be a line of salt from a body shot. C.J. has always considered Micayla the only cool Rho Xi, having had multiple classes with her over the years. Micayla fit right in with their group: smart, beautiful and a wicked sense of humor.

Channing nods, seeming bored and just wanting to get back inside with everyone else. She does a quick finger tap with Micayla (sacred Rho Xi bullshit is what Alexi always calls it) and moving along the line.

“Are your sisters always that charming?” Micayla rolls her eyes, grabbing C.J. to move them through the house to the backyard. A huge bonfire is set up in the middle with a canopy near by for the designated drinking spot. She watches as Micayla confidently moves through the crowd, stopping from time to time to say hey to friends and classmates on the way.

“Most of the time. Look, they’re just possessive over tradition and the Rho-Theta party has always been major exclusive, Channing’s been fighting to make it open to outsiders.” Micayla yells over the thumping bass.

“Yeah, I’m sure they love all the GDI’s.”  C.J. exaggerates her voice, pinching her nose to capture the nasally, valley accent Channing is almost famous for. Micayla stops, and had C.J. not been paying attention, she would’ve ran into her.

“Dude, you’re kind of being a bitch right now. Look, I get your bummed about your internship, but Channing wouldn't have let you in if she didn't want to. Would you rather be getting drunk, in your apartment alone?”

“Yeah, actually.” Micayla stares at C.J. for a second, looking like she’s about to bitch her out. As if Alexi can sense the fight forming, she grabs Micayla by the arm.

“Let’s go get a drink, you look like you need a drink in you.” They both walk towards the house, Alexi mouthing ‘Be Nice’ over her shoulder before disappearing completely. C.J. exhales, counting to 3 in her head before walking over to where drinks are set up.She fills up her solo cup, watching as the fizzy liquid moves closer and closer to the top.  Before she can take a sip, someone bumps into her spilling half the drink over the side.

“Hey, watch it!” A thick Jersey accent exclaims, and C.J. groans, wondering if this night could get any worse.

“Bennett?”

Grayson appears in front of her, denim jacket over a black t-shirt and black jeans. She takes note of the dark spot growing on the front of his shirt, from where she spilt her drink.

“What’re you doing here?”

She simply shrugs, refilling the missing contents of her cup.“I didn’t know parties were your scene. I always imagined in your free time you’re in like a dark room, crying alone to Sylvia Plath novels.”

“Nice to know you think of me out of class, Grayson” C.J. takes a sip of her beer. She moves to walk away, hoping he would take it as an end of conversation.

"How'd you get in? Isn't this like Rho's only?" He asks, following her to the edge of the bonfire. She looks at him, watching as the light frames the features of his face.

"Couldn't I say the same about you? You're not a Theta." He just stares at her intensely until she relents, "Micayla Zhao got me in. Y'know her?"

"We had history together sophomore year. She helped me cheat on the midterms."

C.J. laughs shortly. "Sounds like her."

Grayson opens his mouth to speak again, but is cut off.

“As much as I’m enjoying this conversation, Grayson, don’t you have someone else to bother? Someone who, y’know, actually likes you?” If that comment bothered him, he didn’t show it, continuing talking to her as if they haven’t pissed each other off continuously for the past four years.

“What do you think about Michael Eichler getting the internship spot?”  He asks. As if it wasn’t bad enough that she didn’t get the spot, now she has to sit and rub salt in the wound with her worst enemy.

“What’s there to think about? He got it, I didn’t. Fucking sucks.” He laughs, holding up his own drink.

“Cheers to that.” They both clink cups, and C.J. briefly wonders if the universe is still laughing at her.

"You know, that spot should've gone to one of us." He muses, watching the partygoers continue to stumble around them. He doesn't say anything after that, and she bites.

"Why should it have gone to one of us?"

"Well, think about it. We're both the top of our class, and I know for a fact Stevens has submitted your writing to collegiate magazines. There's no fucking way Michael fucking Eichler should've got that spot over one of us." C.J. pauses. She had known that Stevens appreciated her writing, but not enough to submit it anywhere. If what Grayson was saying was true, why hadn't she gotten the apprenticeship?

"Nothing I can really do about it now. He got the spot, I didn't. I guess I can become a second rate author now." She takes another sip, and Grayson snorts unattractively.

"I'm sure you'll be okay, Bennett. If Stevens like you, I'm sure there's another author dumb enough to want to publish your work too." She glares at him.

"And here I thought we were becoming friends."

"As if you actually would've wanted to become friends with me."

"Oh yeah, that's what I do in between my Sylvia Plath crying sessions. Desperately wish that Grayson Dolan would become my best friend." Sarcasm drips off every word and he looks at her before taking another long sip of his drink.

“You know you’re actually kinda cool, Bennett. When you’re not trying to bite my head off in the middle of lecture”

“Maybe if you didn’t have such shitty takes, I wouldn’t want too.” Whatever retort Grayson was planning falls from his lips when Channing appears by his side, tucking herself underneath his arm.

"Hey, Gray. I got you another drink." Two Coronas hang from her manicured hand, and he whispers inaudibly to her, giggling between the two of them. C.J. begins to feel awkward, and coughs uncomfortably.

“Oh, you’re the GDI from earlier,” Channing looks up at her half-lidded, dark eyelashes framing red-tinged brown eyes.

“Yeah, that’s me.” Channing shifts her weight, biting her lip and feeling like an intruder. "I didn't know you two knew each other?" C.J. supplies, feeling desperate for conversation

"Gray and I had math together freshman year, "They both stare at each other awkwardly, silent tension as they wait for the other to speak.

“So, I’m gonna go." She speaks.

“No, you don’t have to." Channing is already turned back to Grayson, looking like she wouldn't mind C.J.'s exit.

“No it’s fine” Neither Grayson nor Channing seem to protest anymore, and C.J. turns back to see her friends looking at her, both amused and curious at her interaction with the duo. She begins to walk towards them, feet and heart sinking with every step, not feeling any better about her current predicament.

“Hey Bennett,” She turns around to face Grayson. “Think about what I said. About the internship stuff” She just nods, and leaves the pair. The moment she reaches her initial group, Alexi pulls her towards them.

“You and Dolan were just talking and it didn't end in a screaming match. That’s new. What did he want?”

“Nothing. Just typical Grayson Dolan bullshit."Alexi looks like she doesn't believe her, and frankly C.J. doesn't believe herself. She thinks back to what Grayson said, about how they were the only real competition for the apprenticeship. Whatever he meant by that could be handled tomorrow.

"C’mon. Didn’t  you say something earlier today about tequila shots?” She asks

“Atta, girl. That’s what I’m talking about.” She lets Alexi drag her away, sparing one last look at Grayson before entering the fraternity house.

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A Thousand Yesterday’s // G.D

Summary: You loved him with your entire being, but sometimes? Your all just isn’t enough.

Warnings: Angst, Mentions of cheating.

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Here you were again, a different day yet you found yourself in the exact same situation. It was a daily occurrence, snaking it’s way into your weekly routine after your ‘honeymoon phase’ had began to fizzle and burn out.

Another futile screaming match with your boyfriend, Grayson. It was coming close to your 3 year anniversary but it wasn’t something you could celebrate, considering a year of your relationship was spent with days full of pointless bickering over anything and everything, him being absent most evenings. What had he been doing? It’s more of a who had he been doing.

Initially, you tried to ignore it. Pretend you couldn’t see his messy waves that had clearly been tugged and pulled, his current appearance mirrored how he looked after your fingers would lace there way between his locks as he found his way between your legs. It hurt to see him in this state that you were so used to causing. His unruly mane normally a masterpiece in your eyes, now bitterly tainted with images of him and her.

It worked at first, turning the blind eye. You would convince yourself he was just on a late night drive, or maybe he’d had a sudden craving he needed to fulfill, which you guess was true in a sense, but that craving wasn’t food. How could you ignore the dark bruises that were littered across his neck? Taunting you, serving as a constant reminder of where he’d truly been. A reminder that you just weren’t enough for him anymore. Her sweet perfume that would invade your nose when you climbed into the bed that you once shared, it wasn’t yours anymore. It was theirs.

Most nights ended with you curled up on his side of the bed, desperately wanting to feel closer to him again, wrapped up in one of his hoodies. It was slowly beginning to lose his scent, stained with the endless amount of tears you’d let out every time he left you alone, again. You’d spend hours in your own head, retracing all the steps you’d taken over the last few years that could of possibly led you along this treacherous path. Where did you go wrong?

Why stick around through his infidelity and the repeated disagreements that drained all your emotions? You still loved him. There was a part of you that held onto the good. The times when he would bring you flowers after running to the store to pick up a few things because he saw your favourites and couldn’t resist buying them for his girl. When he would start a warm bubble bath running for you to hop straight into when you returned from a long shift at work, carefully placing tea lights along the length of the bath and making you a steamy cup of sleepy tea to enjoy while you unwinded.

You’d known he wasn’t in love anymore but you had fallen together, keeping one another afloat as you tried to navigate your way through love. What were you meant to do when you were left drowning in the deep end without him? You didn’t have him anymore, she did.

The pain was excruciating, whenever you would think about him. You had trusted him with your entire heart in his hands, you thought he’d done the same. Yet as you sat, rummaging around your brain, you began to wonder if he had ever truly loved you. He was your first real everything, you hadn’t experienced anything besides Grayson. He had quickly became your only one, just as quickly as he had replaced you. Was this what love felt like? If so, you never wanted to fall again.

So when you returned home after another long shift at work, exhausted and ready for bed, you were already suspicious when you were greeted by the familiar figure of Grayson sitting at the kitchen counter. You had expected to be home alone for the 4th night that week, your stomach fluttered at the idea of him possibly wanting to spend time with you, maybe you wouldn’t be 2nd choice tonight. That thought came and left when your eyes locked on the fresh hickey on the right side of his neck. You knew this was inevitable, it had been long overdue. Your mind had desperately wished for this, your heart however? No preparation could of eased the crack in your heart when the words left his mouth, “I think we need to talk.”

Pt.2

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dreaming

warnings: angst !!! a little dirty but nothing major

You could hear the soft whines tumbling from your boyfriend’s mouth, concurrent with the movement of his hips against the pillow he always had his arms wrapped around when they weren’t around you. There were many times where Grayson had these vivid dreams about you, whether it be the two of you on a date or him plunging his cock deep into you it always affected him in some way. So that’s what you suspected was happening now.

You turned to watch him, hypnotized by the way his body moved in reaction to what was going on in his dream. Your hand lifted and you brushed a few hairs out of his eyes to see his flushed red face. Whines, moans, and grunts continued to pour from his lips as you rested your hand on his bicep and massaged it gently. Soon, words started falling after.

“Faster, need more.” He mumbles in his sleep, moving his hips faster against the pillow. You could tell he was getting close now and you waited to hear the way he shouted your name, that usually being the thing to wake him up and make him realize he had cum filling his boxers.

“Close, so close, please.” Those were the last words that came from his mouth before Grayson Dolan absolutely broke your heart with just the utterance of one name.

“Mila!”

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Resentment (G.D)

When you and Grayson first got together, it was like a dream come true. He was your prince charming ready to be everything you ever wanted, but instead of a horse and carriage, it was with a baby blue porshe.

He would pick you up and take you out just about anywhere. Theater, movies, fancy restaurants, anything. You weren’t in the relationship for the money and fancy things, you would have been just as happy watching netflix back at the house or just sitting in a park talking, but he always insisted on going out.

“A beautiful girl deserves beautiful things,” he would always say.

And while you knew the truth, any time the fans saw you two out somewhere expensive or going shopping, they were quick to call you a gold digger.

Grayson would see the comments and tweets and at first he just ignored them. But after a while, he started thinking.

Were you just with him for the money?

So he stopped.

He stopped buying you gifts, he stopped with fancy dinners, he stopped just about everything,

And you didnt mind. You didnt need fancy jewelry or clothes he would get you. As long as you got to spend time with him, the man who you loved, you didnt care.

But then things started to change.

When you two would hang out and you offered to go to the mall and walk around and maybe do some shopping he looked at you like you just offended him.

“Not Rodeo?” he raised a brow.

“I mean, if there was something you wanted to buy there, we can go.” You really werent a fan of going there since everything was way more than you could afford on your own. But if he had planned on buying something, you were okay with going with. You could go to the mall later.

So you two went and he was quick to head straight to the designer stores. You two separated while in the store. While he was picking out things he could actually afford to buy, you were simply window shopping.

You lost track of time when you felt Grayson reach out and touch your arm. Thats when you noticed he already paid.

“You already paid?” you glanced at the bag.

“Yeah, you didnt buy anything?”

“No?” you were confused about why he was asking. You never bought anything when you came to stores like this. You werent about to drop your rent check on something that honestly looked kind of ugly in your opinion.

“Hm figures,” he rolled his eyes at you.

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing, lets go,” he walked ahead of you, leaving you to follow after him.

It went on like this for over a month, him making small remarks when you wouldnt drop an insane amount of money for something. But you got used to it. You didnt let it get to you. Until he did something you thought he would never do.

You woke up late after having spent the night with Grayson in your apartment to find your jewelry box open. You figured you must have forgotten to close it the last time you put something in and you shrugged it off and got ready for the day.

But as you did your makeup you couldnt help but feel something was wrong. You walked over to the box and thats when you noticed it.

The box was nearly empty.

A few of your earings and a few bracelets were there but all of the jewelry Grayson had gotten over the course of your relationship was gone.

And so was your grandmothers ring she left to you.

You started looking around, thinking maybe Grayson might have knocked the box over this morning and everything just fell out, but there was nothing on the floor anywhere. You were starting to panic when you heard your front door open and saw Grayson come in.

“Grayson did you knock over my jewelry this morning?”

“You mean the jewelry I paid for?”

“Sure, whatever, yeah, but did you knock it over?” You didn’t even care about the remark about him paying for it all, you just needed to know what happened.

“I pawned it,” he said casually.

“You what?” you felt your heart drop.

“Its not like you wore it anyway.” While that was true, its not like you didnt wear it because you didnt like it. You had a tendency to lose everything and you werent about to risk losing a bracelet over a thousand dollars while going to the grocery store.

“Did you take my ring?”

“Which one?”

“Grayson this isnt funny! Did you take my ring? The one with the diamond?” you were scared to hear his answer.

“The one I got you? Yeah.”

“You didnt get me that one, Grayson! That was my grandmothers ring! You have to get it back!” you were beyond upset right now.

“So you seriously want me to go buy you the ring now?” he asked annoyed.

“It wasn’t yours to sell! Why would you even take it!”

“Well you better get to it before someone buys it,” he shrugged.

You looked at him in complete shock. You couldnt care less about the other jewelry, but that ring was important to you. It was the one thing you had left from the woman you spent the majority of your childhood with since your parents were always working.

“Grayson, I cant afford to buy it back!” you had gotten it appraised when you first got it and when you found out how much it was worth, you never wore it.

“Then figure it out!” He couldn’t believe how you were acting about it. Hes worn a full outfit that costs more than that ring so he didnt understand why it was such an issue.

You looked at him in complete shock.

“Unbelievable.” you muttered as you slipped on your shoes and you were out the door as soon as you had the address to the store he took it to.

You quickly found it, driving probably more than the speed limit and parked. You walked in and the man behind the counter asked if he could help you find something. After describing the ring to him he motioned you over to one of the cases.

“Yes! That one, how much is it?” you tried to mentally prepare yourself for the price he was about to say.

“That one is going to be $7,899.”

You closed your eyes and did your best to stop the tears from forming. You knew you couldnt even put it on your credit card because you had a $2,500 limit set.

“Would you be able to hold it for me? Just for today while I go to the bank,” you pleaded with him.

“The most I can give you is until four today,” he explained.

You quickly glanced at the clock behind him and started to panic. It was already twelve, and you knew the bank was closed until one, which meant you had two and a half hours at the most to go and get the loan you needed to buy it back.

“Ill be back in by then,” you gave him your information and you started your drive to the bank.

Once you arrived you sat in your car and did your best to keep your composure as you waited for it to open back up. As soon as the clock hit one you practically ran in and waited for one of the employees to tend to you.

A kind looking woman came from the back rooms and called your name and introduced herself as the person who would be helping you.

She had you fill out paperwork and once you were done she put all the information into the computer. She said it would take a little while for the credit report to come in and she left you sitting there in her office while she went elsewhere.

It was already 2:15.

It was three o’clock when she came back in and told you it all went through and you were approved. You rushed through the final paperwork with a few signatures where needed and you were out the door and driving back to the pawn shop.

You quickly found the same man who helped you from earlier and you bought back the ring.

When you got to your apartment building you sat in your car with your head resting on the steering wheel.

Looks like you were back to living the same way you did through college. Ramen noodles and cereal for every meal from now on.

You glanced around the parking lot and noticed the stupid baby blue car was no where around. Good, because you didn’t want to deal with him right now.

The next few days you found yourself at the restaurant you worked at picking up every shift you could. You had been ignoring calls from Grayson and Ethan too once he started calling you.

You didn’t have time to deal with any of them. You had an eight thousand dollar loan to pay back.

It wasn’t until the two of them walked into the restaurant and got seated in your section when you had to finally deal with them.

“Hi my name is Y/n, I’m gonna be your server today, can I get you something to drink?”

“Y/n? It’s us you don’t have to be all hospitality with us,” Ethan was confused as to why you were being so formal with them.

“We have water, tea, and pepsi products,” you placed the menus in front of them.

“Um, just water, babe-“ Grayson looked up at you and for the first time in days he noticed how exhausted you looked. You were running on fumes and he could see it.

“Great, I’ll be right back with your drinks,” you quickly walked off to get the drinks.

“Dude what’s up with her?” Ethan asked his brother.

“I don’t know, I know we had a fight a few days ago but I thought she’d be over it by now,” he explained.

“Here you go,” you placed their water down in front of them, “and did we need more time to look at the menu or are you ready to order?”

“Y/n, stop it-“ Neither of the boys liked how you were acting towards them.

“Don’t worry, take your time, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” you walked away again.

“Gray, what did you do?” Ethan had never seen you this way. You were being so cold and lifeless despite the fake smile and cheery voice you had slapped on.

“I accidentally pawned one of her rings,” Grayson explained.

“Why did you… what ring? Doesn’t she only have the one her grandma left her?”

“I didn’t know,” Graymuttered more to himself.

“You didn’t…” Ethan stared at him in shock. “Are you serious! That would be like her pawning the ring dad left us! Did you get it back for her?” Ethan knew how much that ring meant to you. And from the few times he saw it, he had a general idea of how much it cost.

His brothers silence was all he got but it was enough to let him know the answer.

“Where did you sell it? Fucking hell Grayson! Why wouldn’t you get it back!” Ethan was ready to walk out of the restaurant right now and go buy it back for you since his idiot of a brother didn’t do it himself.

“I went back later and it was already gone okay! I tried!”

“How much did you get for it?” He questioned.

“About six and a half thousand.”

“Well you gave her the money right? Maybe she went and bought it back,” Ethan was trying to be hopeful of the situation.

Silence again.

“Grayson you didn’t even give her the money?” Ethan knew you weren’t made of money and knew how much you made. Which meant he knew there was no way you could have afforded to buy it back yourself.

“Have we made a decision yet?” You appeared out of what seemed like nowhere.

“Just a salad for both of us, babe talk to me please,” Grayson knew he fucked up and he didn’t know how to make it better.

“I’ll go ahead and send that in, any appetizers while you wait?”

“No, Y/n please,” Grayson covered your hand with his.

“I’ll be back with your order,” you pried your hand away gently, not wanting to cause a scene.

What you didn’t know was that your manager was standing close by and saw someone touch one of his employees. And most restaurants didn’t care much about the workers being hit on or made uncomfortable, but he cared about his employees.

Once he saw you leave to take the order to the kitchen, he went up to the table.

“Excuse me,” he crouched down next to the table, “I’m the manager here and I’m not going to have you harassing my employees. If I see anything like that again, you’re out of here. Enjoy your meal.” He patted the table and went off to find you.

“Y/n, I’m giving your table to Erin, take one of hers,” he gestured to the two boys in your section.

“No it’s okay, I can handle it,” you would much rather deal with the twins than the group of kids who looked like they were coming in for homecoming.

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve had worse than someone trying to hold my hand, I’ve got it,” you assured him.

“Okay, you let me know if he tries something again,” he looked at you.

“Yes sir,” you mock saluted him at which he rolled his eyes.

You went and checked on the other tables in your section and felt Graysons eyes on you the whole time. You eventually went and took them their salads and asked if they needed anything, but you left before they could answer.

Eventually they asked for the bill and you brought it out, more than happy to have them gone. You returned their card and waited for them to leave before going to clean up the table.

It was then that you saw the giant tip they left.

$500 in cash.

They carried more on them then you made in a week.

You grabbed it and passed by your manager and quickly explained they left something behind that you were going to return to them before following them out the front door.

“Grayson!” You called after him.

“Y/n, look I’m so sorry about-“ he started.

“Can I see your keys really quick?” You cut him off

He handed them over, confused as to why you were asking for his keys. But then he saw you sliding your key off the key ring.

“Y/n no, please don’t,” he knew what this meant.

You tossed him back his keys before you took the money out of your apron and slamming it to his chest.

“That should be enough for the price of my key back.”

With that you walked back into the restaurant and slapped the fake smile back on your face. While you really could have used the five hundred dollars, you were not going to let him try to feel better about what he did.

No amount of money he tried to spend on you now could fix the damage already done.

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Meant To Be {g.d}

Always (Part 2) // Masterlist

“Gray?” You mumbled after waking up to realize that Grayson’s side of the bed hadn’t been slept on.

Rubbing your tired eyes, you noticed a faint light coming from the living room and got out of bed, wrapped yourself in a blanket and headed to the living room to see a very tired Grayson on his laptop while Ethan slept beside him.

“Hey why are you still up?” You whispered before yawning.

“Hmm?” Grayson slowly blinked before saying, “Oh um we’re editing a video... What are you doing up?”

“I woke up and realized you weren’t in bed yet.” You sighed sitting next to him, “I thought you were going to go to bed early tonight.”

“Y-Yeah. I was but then things weren’t working out the way we wanted them to and I guess I just lost track of time?” Grayson said never taking his eyes off the screen.

You could see how tired he was. He was trying so hard to stay awake, eyelids drooping every few minutes and rubbing his face with his hands. You hated seeing him like this, sacrificing his own health for work... once again.

You reached over and softly scratched the nape of his neck which he instinctively leaned into. “You promised you would stop pulling all nighters for videos remember?”

“I know I know. It’s just we promised our fans the video would be up tomorrow and I don’t want to let them down.” Grayson said softly, finally looking into your eyes. You could see that he truly wanted to keep his promise. He absolutely hated it when he broke any promise and that’s just the way he was. Someone who was always true to his word. Always wanting others to be happy.

“Grayson. Your fans will understand if the video isn’t out tomorrow. They know how hard you guys work on them and how far you’ve come to put videos out for yourself, not their views.” You explained softly, hoping you would be able to change his mind.

“I just... I know. I know what we said about not having a deadline or rushing to put out a video, but sometimes I still feel guilty for being selfish.” Grayson admitted with sorrow in his voice.

In that moment you could feel your heart breaking into a million pieces. The man who always wears his heart on his sleeve, despite being fucked over so many times, feels selfish for putting his happiness above others.

You placed your hand on his cheek and brushed his soft skin with your thumb while saying, “Grayson Bailey Dolan. You are the least selfish person I know. Don’t say that putting your own health and happiness above others is being selfish because you’re not. You’re finally taking care of yourself after all these years. And your fans will love and support you endlessly as will I, but how can they do that when you’re not taking care of yourself? You have to put yourself first, no matter what or who, including me. It breaks my heart to see you're pushing yourself to the point of burning out. So please don’t ever say that you’re selfish.”

Grayson knew you were right. You were always right. Somehow you always knew what to say at the right time. And that’s what he loved most about you.

Grayson rested his head on yours and closed his eyes. “I love you.” He softly mumbled, not knowing what the right words were to say in that moment.

“I love you too.” You smiled before pulling him into a soft kiss.

You pulled away and put the laptop to sleep, “Now go get ready for bed while I try to get Ethan to go his bed so he doesn’t complain about his back hurting tomorrow.” He chuckled and placed a kiss on you forehead before walking towards his room.

Somehow you managed to get Ethan into bed, but before you were able to close his door, you heard, “Y/N?”

“Yeah E?”

“Thank you for taking care of Grayson.” Ethan said with a smile on his face before falling back asleep. He didn’t know it at the time, but his words made you smile.

“Goodnight E.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” He said before you closed his door to head back to Grayson’s room.

When you got to the room, Grayson was already asleep. As you laid next to him, you couldn’t help but to stare. How can someone look so perfect and be so perfect?

“Like what you see?” Grayson mumbled into his pillow, opening one eye to look at you, “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

You chuckled, “I would, but I think I just want to enjoy this moment with you.”

He reached over and pulled you into his chest, wrapping your legs with his. “Your feet are so cold.” Grayson said, making the both of you laugh.

“I know. They’re always cold but that’s why I have you to warm them up for me.” You said, leaning your forehead against his chest.

For the remainder of the night, the two of you laid in each other’s arms, mindlessly drawing shapes on each other until Grayson whispered, “Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you ever think about our future together?” He asked, feeling his heart race when you didn’t answer him right away.

Truth was, you have. For a while now actually. You’ve pictured the way he would propose, the day of your wedding, even starting a family with him. Grayson has been the only person everything has felt right with. You never knew what love felt like until you met him.

“Yeah all of the time.” You spoke softly before placing a kiss on his chest. “Have you?”

“Yeah. For our wedding, we’ll be surrounded by all of the people we love and I know from the moment you walk down that aisle, I’m going to start crying because of how happy I am to finally spend forever with you. And for our honeymoon, we’ll go wherever you like. Just the two of us. It’ll be unforgettable, a time to start the beginning of our lives together. Then when we’re ready, we’ll start a family. Have a house right next to Ethan just like him and I have always dreamed. Maybe we’ll have kids at the same time as Ethan so then they can all grow up together. And maybe we’ll have twins just like how Ethan and I are. We’ll travel the world and be so happy. Then we’ll grow old and smelly together  because we’re meant to be.”

You knew this wasn’t going to be anytime soon, probably years from now, but the fact that he’s thought about all of this or the thought of him mentioning spending the rest of his life with you to his mom, Ethan, and Cameron, made your heart melt.

“I love that. It’s everything I’ve always dreamed of.” You softly said

He pulled you closer, if that was even possible, and placed a kiss on your forehead. “I love you, my angel. I can’t wait to spend forever with you.”

“I love you too.” You said as the two of you fell asleep in each others arms.

This is where you were meant to be. Right here with the love of your life. The two of you were meant to be.

But wasn’t always like this. 

You were happy... a long time ago.

You were the couple everyone wished they could be. Everyone was sure would get married and live the perfect lives destined for each other. But it broke your heart knowing the future you once envisioned with the boy you loved was slipping away day by day. 

One day you were so in love with each other, planning your wedding, how many kids you would have... And the next... it was like you were strangers again.

But tonight was different. It seemed like every little fight was leading to the biggest fight you’ve ever had and it scared you knowing what might come next.

“Would you stop walking away from me when I’m trying to talk to you?!” Grayson shouted as he followed you into the house.

“Fine. You want to talk? Let’s talk. Let’s talk about how you were kissing another girl tonight.“ You said slamming the keys on the counter before turning around to face an angry Grayson.

“I pushed her away! You saw me do it!”

“Yeah that was after I caught you shoving your tongue down her throat!” You said shaking your head, “God knows if I wasn’t there, you’d be doing a lot more than just making out.”

“You’re one to talk...” Grayson scoffed while crossing his arms.

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” You shouted angrily at him, not ready to believe the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

“It means I shouldn’t be the one who should be accused of cheating when you’re the one who’s been flirting with every guy you see!”

Is he actually being serious? Did he really think that you would cheat on him? I am so fucking in love with him that it hurts. But it hurts even more to think that he thinks I would...

“Are you fucking kidding me right now?! Do you really think that I would cheat on you?!” You shouted, tears threatening to spill from your eyes. 

He didn’t say a word, but that’s all what you needed for an answer. He really believed you would...

“You know what? I’m done. Do whatever you want, but I’m not going to stand here and be accused of something I would never do.” You managed to say as your voice broke before leaving Grayson standing in the living room.

You were angry, hurt, and betrayed. Never have you felt so much pain in your life, especially with Grayson. Your whole entire relationship was filled with nothing but love and happiness. It was hard to believe that in this moment you would feel so empty.

Your vision became blurry as tears spilled from your eyes. You couldn’t stay there anymore. You just couldn’t... so you began to pack your bags until you were interrupted by the one your heart still yearned for.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Grayson said with a quiet voice as he stood in the doorway, praying his mind was just playing tricks with him.

“I don’t know anymore. I don’t know.” You said continuing to throw your things into your bags, not daring to look at Grayson because you knew if you stopped, you would break down right then and there.

“St-stop we can fix this. Just stop... please.” Grayson said walking towards you as he continued to watch you.

“Grayson. Just leave me alone!” 

“Y/N we can talk about this! Just please stop!” He begged, but you wouldn’t listen. 

“No Grayson! I’m so tired of fighting for something that doesn’t exist!”

“What are you talking about?” He asked, not moving from his spot.

“You! Me! Us! Don’t you get it? We barely talk to each and when we are we’re at each other’s throats!” You said as more tears fell.

“If you would just talk to me, we can work this out.” Grayson said, feeling himself begin to choke up.

“But we can’t Grayson! Every time we try to, it always leads back to us fighting over and over ag-” By now the tears were streaming endlessly and Grayson knew that if he didn’t do something now, he would lose you forever. 

Grayson quickly grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his chest. You didn’t even try to fight him. It was no use. Even after all the screaming and crying, you still couldn’t help but to feel safe in his arms like you belonged there.

“P-Please. We can f-fix this. Please don’t... Please don’t go... I can’t lose you.” He sobbed into your neck as he held tightly in his arms.

You couldn’t bring yourself to say the words that needed to be said so you stayed silent as the both of you stood there with tears falling from your eyes. Neither of you wanted to ruin what could be the last moment of your relationship.

Somehow you both ended up laying in bed in each other’s arms, but still no words were exchanged as the both of you were terrified of what the other might say until you asked quietly, “Are you happy?”

He paused for a moment, debating if he should say the words that would keep this relationship alive or the words his heart felt was right. Earlier in the beginning of your relationship if you had asked him that, in a heartbeat he would say yes because that was true. But now... he wasn’t so sure, “I don’t know... Are you?”

I really wish I was. I wish I could lie and tell you that I am but I’m not.

Just like Grayson, you contemplated on what should be said next. But you knew what your heart wanted. “I want to be...”

As the night grew on, the both of you fell asleep from how tired you were. But you woke up earlier than expected, leaving you to find yourself wrapped up in Grayson’s arms for one last time. You carefully untangled yourself from him and finished packing your things, careful not to wake Grayson up.

By the time you were finished, he still was sound asleep, except this time soft snores came from his slightly a-gaped mouth. You couldn’t help but to feel your heart melt at how peaceful he looked. Something inside you still wished there was something you could do to save your relationship, if there was anything left that is. But you had promised yourself you needed to do what’s best for you so you placed a soft kiss to his temple and whispered, “I love you.”

No matter how much it hurt you to leave him. It hurt more knowing you weren’t right for each other.

Grayson woke up to the sound of the door closing after you had left. He fluttered his eyes open as they adjusted to the sunlight shining into the room. “Good morning angel.” He said expecting you to be by his side, but was shocked to see your side of the bed empty.

He quickly got out of bed and ran out to the rest of the house as memories of last night flooded his mind, “Y/N? No... No!” He was praying you didn’t do what you had thought of before, but when he couldn’t find you, he had lost all hope.

As Grayson reentered his room, he found a note with his name on it. With shaky hands, he picked the letter, terrified of what you wrote. But he knew that if he didn’t do it now, he would never be able to.

With defeat Grayson sat on his bed, heart racing a mile a minute, he began to read:

Grayson Bailey Dolan.

My love. My heart. My everything.

I love you. I will always love you.

Never in a million years I thought I’d be writing this letter to you nor would we ever be in this position... But I guess time has changed over the last few years, hasn’t it?

I will never forget the day I met you. Sometimes I wonder what happened if I took a different route or went at a different time, then I would have never met you. But I’m so glad I didn’t because I met you and from that moment on, I have felt nothing but love and happiness I’ve only dreamt about.

You’ve given me the love I never thought I was capable of because you learned how to love my flaws, especially my never-ending questions when I worry too much. Most importantly, you learned how to love me when I pushed you away and built walls to keep everyone out. I never thought someone was going to be able to breakdown those walls, but you did. You made me into a better version of myself, pushing me to chase my dreams and being there every step of the way. You never left my side.

Gosh and that night when you brought up our future, I swore I fell more in love than ever because you saw a future with me. You planned out everything to the point where we grow old and smelly together. That future was so perfect and I was so ready to love you forever and ever. And if you asked me to marry you that night, I would have. Just like any other day. I would in a heartbeat.

But somehow along the way I guess we fell out of love. Day by day that future we planned together was slipping away. Nights together weren’t the same. Grayson... I tried. I tried to stay a little longer, but my heart couldn’t take it anymore. We weren’t happy. I wasn’t happy.

Please know that this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. It physically hurts me to write this as you’re sound asleep two doors down. I never wanted to hurt you. 

They say that if you love someone, let them go. And if they come back to you, they’re yours to keep. God I am hoping this is the case, Grayson. I hope that one day we’ll run into each other, years from now and be able to finally have our future together. I can’t wait for that day because I will still be in love with you and hopefully you’ll still feel the same. But for now, I guess this is... see you soon. 

I love you.

-Y/N

When Grayson finally managed to finish the letter, his heart broke into a million pieces. He never wanted to hurt you. He loves you more than anything in the world. He would do anything to turn back time and give you the love you deserve.

He put down the letter and picked up the engagement ring he gave you a few months ago, made to fit you perfectly and read the words engraved into the ring:

Meant To Be. -G

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Look After Me: Chapter One~ Ethan Dolan

OVERVIEW: (Y/N) Houck holds a special place in many people’s hearts. She doesn’t take shit from anyone, she works hard for her success, and she makes people want to be a better version of themselves when they’re with her. She’s also a crackhead. And Ethan Dolan loves her for it. Growing up, (Y/N) and her older brother was very close. That means that when Kyle decided that he was going to move to LA to pursue his dreams, his 19-year-old sister (Y/N), went along with him. They moved into a small apartment in downtown LA and when Kyle began filming for the twins (Y/N) followed behind them. Through the many days of filming, the group got extremely close. After a few months of living in LA, (Y/N)  meets 22-year-old Zachary Lewis, and they began dating. When she finds out his true identity what does she do? Who does she confide in the most? Does she fall for the man who truly fell in love with her?

Warnings: Angst, Cheating, drug usage, heavy language, fights, mentions of depression, and much more

Collaboration with @dickdowndolan

(Y/N) Houck has always been far different from her brother. She’s abnormally short, juxtaposing greatly to her brother who (much to her annoyance) closely resembles a beanstalk. She’s also never been the typical skinny California girl, she has curves and a tummy that she at times, has a very love-hate relationship with. She would often be described as overwhelmingly sassy, but she knows what she wants and what she wants she gets. It’s this determination that has allowed her to become a big success in the corporate world. (Y/N) Houck created a company that works alongside other businesses to help find the most ethical and sustainable ways to produce products. She’s only 19 and she’s already proving herself to be a boss ass bitch.

But there’s a different side of the youngest Houck sibling, one that rarely anyone ever gets the privilege to see. More times than not, she chooses to be very secluded in how she handles her emotions, she doesn’t always like to share her thoughts or feelings. (Y/N) has always been scared of how people would react if she were to share how she really felt. The only person she has ever been completely vulnerable with about her true mental obstacles is her older brother, Kyle. While her brother was three years her senior, they are often assumed to be fraternal twins based on how close they are. So when Kyle made the big decision to move to Los Angeles and pursue his dreams in photography and videography, she was bound to follow him. She now stands in the middle of the apartment that she shares with her brother, tired from the long journey from Washington to Los Angeles. Kyle had been moving their boxes in from the car while she was supposed to be unpacking them when he notices his sister standing silently, looking around at the view of the city from the window in their new empty living room.

“What’s wrong, Simba?” He questioned using her childhood nickname, an ode to their shared love of the Lion King.

“Nothing, everything is just different is all. I feel like it’s gonna take some adjustment,” she exasperates loudly, taking the box that was in his hands and placing it on the kitchen counter.

“A good different, or bad different?”

“Good different, I just have a feeling,” She said with a smile.

Two weeks later, the two were officially settled into their apartment and it had come to the time that Kyle would start working as a videographer for the Dolan Twins youtube channel. He decided to bring (Y/N) along simply because she had yet to make any friends in LA and he didn’t want her to be alone. So with that in mind, he trudged into his sister’s room at around 6:00am to drag her out of the house to help behind the scenes. The only problem with his plan is that the one thing about his sister that has been consistent since birth is that she is not, nor will she ever be a morning person.

“Come on (Y/N), time to get your lazy ass up,” Kyle roused turning on her bedroom light.

“Fuck off, asshole, 30 more minutes,” comes her voice from under the pile of blankets at the center her bed.

Kyle then lets out a sigh and walks over to the bed, yanking the blanket from her clutch and exposing her to the light of day. In tandem, he also exposes her body to the cold temperature of their apartment because the air conditioning is broken, stuck full blast until maintenance decides to come fix it.

“Knowing you, it’s going to take a whole hour and a half for you to get ready and we need to leave by 8:00 so get up Simba,”

“It’s cold as fuck in here, you’re lucky I’m way to tired to go and whoop your ass, Mufasa,” she says throwing her legs over the side of her bed and standing to stretch out her tired muscles.

“Be ready by 8, we are leaving at 8:05,” she hears following the slamming of her door.

(Y/n) then walked over to the bathroom and looked at her disheveled state in the mirror. She shrugged her shoulders, not caring about her appearance at the moment, and grabbed her toothbrush beginning to brush her teeth. She turned on the shower, setting the water temperature to something that wasn’t extremely hot but also not freezing. She rinsed her mouth off in the sink and then stripped of her pajamas, stepping into the shower. She quickly washed her hair and body, took the time to shave her legs, and got out of the shower. She dried herself off before putting on her undergarments and sliding on a pair of black distressed jeans. She threw on a light grey loose tank top and topped it with a jean jacket. She brushed her hair and straightened it a little and then applied minimal makeup that included a full face, eyeliner, and a nude lip with a glossy finish. Not necessarily minimal, but she made it look natural. By the time she finished getting ready, it was 7:55. She slid on a pair of checkered vans and grabbed her phone as well as her black bookbag with all of her belongings and headed into the living room.

“I’M READY,” she yelled from the couch as her brother exited his bedroom, carrying his giant duffel bag full of filming equipment.

“Okay let’s go then,” he said and they both exited the apartment, making sure to lock it behind them.

An hour later (fuck LA traffic, honestly, the drive was supposed to take 15 minutes) they’re pulling into the twin’s driveway to start filming. Looking out the window she sees an array of expensive cars, and a house that she could never even imagine being able to afford, even with all the success of her new company. But the nice house and fancy cars aren’t what caught her eye. What caught her eye was the two beautiful and identical men standing on the porch smiling and waving at them as Kyle parked the car. Even though the two men appeared to be identical, (Y/N) was able to notice tiny differences between the pair like the slight difference in figure, and the mole on only one of their chins.

Still sitting in the car, Kyle rolls the window down to talk to the pair as he puts the car in park.

“Hey guys, I hope you don’t mind but I brought my sister today, I didn’t want her lonely ass sitting at home all day and I thought she could get some human interactions beside me. (Y/N), meet Ethan and Grayson. Grayson and Ethan, meet (Y/N).” Kyle said,

“Nice to meet you two,” She said while reaching down to grab her bag from the floorboard of the car.

“Nice to meet you as well, I’m Ethan by the way, you’ll learn to tell us apart quickly,’’ he responds with a laugh.

“Good thing I learn quick, I can already tell you guys apart. Grayson has a mole on his chin and the dangly earring that you have a good enough fashion sense to know is a bad idea. It’s not hard,”

“You hurt me (Y/N),” Grayson says, hand clutching over his shirt where his heart is, “you really hurt me.”

“Hey Simba, you mind grabbing the duffel out of the trunk for me?” Kyle hollered over the roof of the car as they both opened their doors to get out.

(Y/N) nodded and grabbed the bag, walking up to face the twins.

“Simba?” Ethan inquires pointing at (Y/N), eyebrows raised.

“Yeah, the Lion King was our favorite growing up,” Kyle answers while secretly bending over to get some mud from the ground. He then quickly grabs (Y/N) from behind starting to sing the starting notes to The Circle Of Life (he’s off-key but no one cares) and smears the mud on (Y/N)’s forehead.

Kyle continues to sing as he runs away from an angry (Y/N). As he gets to the chorus, Ethan catches (Y/N) mid stride, monkey thrusting her ass into the air just like in the opening scene of the movie. Many would say that this is a weird way for a first interaction to unfold, but that’s what makes their dynamic so special. It felt like they had all been friends their whole lives. Their group chemistry was instant and was full of chaotic energy. They were all crackheads, and they each fed off of their group chaos.

Throughout the next couple months they all got closer and closer. They filmed videos of course, but they also began to hangout outside of filming as well. They were all together when (Y/N) met a vlogger named Zach. Ethan and Grayson were skeptical of him because they had previously heard some shady things about him at some of the events they had been to. But Zach and (Y/N) on the other hand, they hit it off instantly. So well that they had agreed to go on a date later that week.

In the beginning, (Y/N) and Zach’s relationship was similar to that of a film worthy love story. (Y/N) fell hard for Zach and he fell for her in return. They were in love, they had the kind of us against the world mindset that people crave to have with another person. Many times, (Y/N) had to prove this mindset. The problem with Zach was that he was a disguised clout chaser. A Logan Paul trying so unbelievably hard to be a David Dobrik. There was a craze in the tabloids suspecting Zach's infidelity, possible drug use, and desire to exploit the success of (Y/N)’s company as well as her friendship with the twins. But regardless, she stuck with him through all of it. He made her feel special and he made her feel wanted. No matter how many times Grayson, Ethan, or Kyle expressed their concern she repeated that to herself, and honestly she believed it too.

She pushed their concerns aside as she was reassured over and over again by Zach that he loved her, that they were meant to be. So many times she would be questioned or told not to when she mentioned going over to the twins or spending the day with her brother.

“I don’t want you hanging out with the twins, baby, they always fill your head with doubts about my feelings for you,” Zach brought up one night as (Y/N) was getting herself ready to head over to the twin’s house to film a video.

“Babe, I can’t stop hanging out with my friends. I just ignore them most of the time when they say anything about you, trust me I know you love me. Now I've got to go so that I won’t be late for the shoot, love you,” she told him real quick and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Zach felt extremely hurt that she just walked away like that, in his mind, her going to the twins house was the equivalent of her not caring about him. So he grabbed a beer from his fridge and downed it.He was pissed, he had been a lot lately. Zach knew that he had been acting up, but he’s pushed himself far past the point of caring. He knew he should have dealt with his issues long ago, but with (Y/N) he had a distraction so he didn’t need to. He knew that he was losing her, so he decided that if he really was going to lose her, she would need to feel the pain that he does.

Overtime, (Y/N) grew her own suspicions aside from just his jealousy. These suspicions led to many fights, but she was determined to make it work. That is, until one night when she was at her lowest and all she wanted was her boyfriend to make it better. She needed him to tell her that everything was going to be okay, that the stress of her company was going to be worth it, she needed him to tell her that despite everything she was hearing, he was there and with her for the right reasons.

Unfortunately, when she walked into his apartment holding the key that he had given her on their one year, she had another thing coming. Opening the door (Y/N) heard the noises that she had thought Zach had reserved for only when the two of them were together. Walking further into the apartment, she saw a sight she would never be able to erase from her mind. There Zach was, fucking his assistant from behind on the kitchen counter, not even stoping when he saw her standing there.

Looking at her dead in the eyes, he said words that, after all they had been through, truly broke her. “Why do you look so shocked, babe? You ignored the tabloids. You knew you were never good enough for me, I just needed the money from your company to get my youtube career to where I wanted it to be. Now that I have what I need from you, I don’t need to pretend to be in love with your clingy ass anymore. I feel free as hell. You can see yourself out right? Leave my key on the counter”

The entire time (Y/N) said nothing. She didn’t know how she had let this happen, how she could believe Zach over the people that have never done anything but be completely honest with her. She ignored the warnings from the people that she loves, the people that she trusts, only to find out that it was all for nothing. She quickly took the key off her keychain and threw it at Zach and his assistant (who was still taking her now ex boyfriends dick up her ass) and swiftly turned around, walking out of his apartment without a single word.

She didn’t know where to go. She didn’t feel like it was safe for her to drive in her current emotional state. That really limited her options on where she could go, but she knew there was only one place that she really wanted to be anyway. So she started walking. The way she moved was almost mechanical. She just kept putting one foot in front of the other while tears were streaming down her face, mixing with the cold rain. It was like the universe just knew how shitty she felt at that moment and just decided that in spite of LA’s predisposition to clear and semi warm nights, it seemed suitable to downpour and reflect how she felt inside.

Despite her tendency to block out her own emotions, what she was feeling at that moment was too strong. (Y/N) felt everything, she felt pain and betrayal and anger and self doubt. Anything that she could feel, she felt in that moment.

So when that same driveway that she and her brother pulled up to only a year and a half ago came into view, she felt some reassurance. It was reassuring to know that despite how much she felt like her life had gone to shit in the past couple hours, she always had Ethan and Grayson.

With that, she pounded on the door of the twins house, she would have called but she left her phone in her car which was still parked in front of Zach’s house. Her only hope was that her pounding on the door would wake one of the twins up.

Little did she know, Ethan and Grayson were inside looking at each other holding baseball bats, ready to call 9-1-1 when they saw her through a crack in their curtains. They swung open the door to see one of their best friends in a state of such heartbreak, and looked at each other silently vowing to never let anything hurt her like this ever again.

With that, the pair rushed her inside and gave her privacy to shower and change out of her wet clothes before they all talked. She gets out of the shower feeling slightly better and sees the clothes they brought in for her on the toilet. Those ridiculous red basketball shorts that E used to wear way too often and a black crewneck. She got dressed and headed out to the living room where the twins were seated on the couch whispering quietly.

“(Y/N), what the hell happened?” Ethan asked as she sat down on the couch looking back and forth between her two friends.

At that, all composure that she gained since she walked into their house was gone. She started to tear up as she tried to explain what happened between sobs.

“I-I’m not good enough, and I’m never gonna be. I probably deserve this. You guys all warned me too. But I didn’t want to listen, I wanted it to work so badly.”

“Who made you feel this way, (Y/N)? What’s going on?” Gray asked furrowing his brows.

“Zach and I broke up,” (Y/N) paused to take a shaky breath, “I went to his apartment because I had a really shit day and I needed him. But when I got there he was fucking his assistant on the kitchen counter. He didn’t even stop when he saw me standing there. It hurts so fucking bad guys, I think he really broke me.”

Both boys took a minute to respond, not surprised in the slightest, their lack of immediate answer was more so that they could reign in their tempers. Ethan is the first to respond, cupping (Y/N)’s face in his large hands and wiping a few falling tears with his thumbs.

“Listen to me,” he demands softly, “this is not your fault, you hear me? The only person to blame here is Zach, he made a choice. He made the wrong choice because he hurt you, but he made that choice. None of this is your fault, you did nothing wrong, this is all on him.” he comforts as he pulls (Y/N) into his chest and sharing another pointed look with Grayson, who’s still making efforts to control his temper.

When he’s finally able to think past his anger, Grayson pulls (Y/N)’s legs onto his lap and exhales loudly as he begins to speak, “We love you so much, (Y/N). I’m so sorry that he did this to you, no one deserves this and especially not you. We’re gonna make sure you’re okay, this isn’t what will break you. You’re so strong, you’re going to be okay, we’ll make sure of it.”

Following Grayson’s words, the three of them sit there in silence just holding each other until they all fall asleep on the couch. (Y/N) curled into Ethan’s chest with her legs sprawled across Gray’s lap, surrounding her in a blanket of support as they drifted to sleep.

They were all peacefully asleep until the next morning when Kyle burst in screaming, “Does someone feel like telling me why the fuck I just got a call saying the car’s been towed?”

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Hey guys! This series has been in the works for a while 😊. I’m so proud of it and I’m proud of my friend Jamie for helping me write this series. I hope you guys truly enjoy the series and if you would like to be on the tag list let me know 😊 As always if you have any requests or concepts let me know and I love you all. Be safe xoxo

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Public | Grayson Dolan

Where Grayson shows off you’re his in front of your friends.

Warnings: fluff, cursing??

After washing your hands and fixing yourself up in the bathroom, you dry your hands then exit. You walked back to where your friends were sitting, about to sit next to Y/F/N. Everyone laughs about something and you laugh along, having heard the last bit of the joke. A hand wrapped around your waist and abruptly pulled you down to sit.

A squeal left your mouth that no one noticed because they were way too engaged in their conversation. Thankfully. You turned around to give Grayson, your boyfriend, a scolding look. He only laughs at your attempt at being angry before squeezing your waist lightly, making you give up your act.

“Sit next to me, baby" Grayson mumbles only to you. He hides his face in the crook of your neck, tightening his grip on your waist. He pulled you closer to him, but you were used to always sitting close to him.

You blush profusely and he pulls away from your neck. A smirk finds its way onto his face at how easy it is to make you so flustered. You playfully shove him lightly making him chuckle, resting his head on your shoulder.

“Aww, I feel so single" Y/F/N sarcastically coo's at the sight of Grayson and you. Both of you laugh and so do the others, your cheeks turning a bit red in embarrassment. You rest your head on Graysons shoulder as you take out your phone to check your notifications.

He doesn’t remove his hand that was on your waist, only sliding it under your shirt to rub circles on your waist. The little things, like this, that he does as a habit make you love him even more. He doesn’t even notice that he’s doing that, far too busy debating with your friends about something that’s probably stupid.

While everyone was talking, you opened snapchat to check streaks and everyone’s stories. You screenshot the streak that one of your friends had sent of Grayson and you in the car earlier. In the picture, Your friend took it from the outside of the car window. Grayson was in the drivers seat after having already parked. You were leaning in to squish his cheeks and kiss his cheek, a silly look on his face. It was beyond adorable.

You nudge Grayson lightly so he can look at your phone. “Hmm?” He mumbles, looking down at you. You show him your phone and he smiles, telling you to send him the picture. He hugs you a bit tighter in admiration. You send it to him and set it as your lock screen. It quickly became one of your favorite pictures together.

His head rests on yours, and you take notice that he was looking at your streaks. Grayson’s hand reaches and swipes for the camera, taking a video. You giggle and look up at him as he leans down to kiss your cheek several times, making you squeal.

He laughs before you cuddle up to him and hide your face in his neck. He leaves a kiss on your head and ends the video, smiling at it. “You're so cute." Grayson awe’s while watching the video. You couldn't help the small that appeared on your face. "I love you" You say as you look up to face him.

Grayson teases you and lifts his hand up to his ear, playfully. "Sorry, I can't hear you" Your cheeks turn red and you lightly push him, not affecting him considering how built he is. "Shut up” you drag on shyly. He laughs and moves his head down to press a kiss on your blushing cheek. "I love you too, baby”.

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Okay but like Kristina and grays girl plotting together to prank the twins. like maybe like the drill seargent bit but somehow the boys are in the same room, maybe asleep on the giant blue flowery couch they have. and it’s just utter chaos🥺

{hiii angels, ive already written something similar in the scene of the sergeant prank- you can find that here. so I decided to switch it up abit! hope you like it. also combined these two requests as im trynna clear my inbox}

the view of the twins cuddled up together. grayson’s body curled into himself as ethan’s arms were spread out over the legs of graysons body hanging off the edge, on their new and extremely comfortable sofa, almost made you feel bad about what you and kristina were about to do- almost. you couldn't help but snap a quick photo of their tangled limbs, wanting to savour the peace before shit hit the fan. 

the twins loved to pull pranks on each other, they loved it even more when their significant others got involved. it added that extra element of surprise, which completely caught the other off guard. no one would expect the sweet innocence of y/n and kristina to pull of such a believable performance and therefore making the victim fall straight into the other ones trap.

pay back was the only way you could describe it. the twins had been pulling pranks on you and kris left right and centre. stupid little pranks that would result in no harm to you, whilst also not wanting to cause an argument or breakup of some sort, but would leave you pouty with a slight increase in your heart rate. you however- weren't going to let them off lightly. you were going to prove to the twins you weren’t the type of girls to mess with.

everything was set up, mando was in place ready to record when you strike. go pros filling the corners of the room in order to capture every angle, you and kristina giggling amongst one another, finalising the details of your prank before it was go time.

“gray! grayson! there's a.. a-”

you run into the living room, frantic, shaking grayson awake as kristina lets out an unearthly scream-instantly startling ethan awake from his slumper, as he was so intune with his girlfriend that he ended up rolling off the sofa with a thump to the floor. both twins jump up in a state of panic, staring at one another with wide eyes as they try and adjust to their surroundings.

“baby? wh-whats happened? are you ok?” grayson pulled your fake trembling body into his, checking over every part of you for any sign of you being hurt. all while ethan bolted in the direction of kristina’s screams. both their hearts pounding at the unexpected wake up call and delirious state of mind.

“there's a strange man in the back yard!” kristina cried, hiding her face in ethans shoulder as his eyes avert to the back garden, giving it a once over as he tried to soothe his girlfriend. his own fears creeping up on him as he was ready to fire all security for not keeping his family safe.           beside you, you could feel grayson’s whole body tense up, holding a tighter grip on you as his eyes ransacked the house for any sign of a break in.

“sweetheart, stay here,” grayson hands you over to ethan and kristina as he took charge and was heading outside to investigate the strange figure he saw pacing up and down the garden. his first thought went to it being a potential fan- someone who had found their location and wanted to meet the boys the unconventional way. it had happened many a times before so he wasn’t rolling out any possibilities.

however, when grayson made eye contact with the suspicious, yet oddly familiar man- dressed in all back and a sports baseball cap covering his distinctive features- grayson ready to pound his arse into the ground for not only breaking and entering his home, but for scaring his girl. no one messed with you, particularly if you felt unsafe in your own home, grayson would be damnbed if he ever let that fly.

“no, gray, im coming with you.”

“y/n, stay inside.” grayson said though gritted teeth. sending you a glare that read ‘listen and don’t test me’. one you found extremely attractive yet made you shy away from his intimidating gaze. teeth grinding together as his face clenched, allowing you to admire his chiselled jaw you loved to run your lips across.

with that, he’s jetting off into the back garden. fists clenched tightly at his sides as he scouting the permission in search for the mystery man. his mind running like clockwork as to the areas of the garden he could have hidden but also wondering how long he had been out there. grayson would be lying if said he hadn’t let his paranoia and post traumatic stress quick in. had this said man seen anything he shouldn’t have... was he spying on you? maybe he took some unsolicited photos and was going to leek for some petty cash. it’s far to say grayson was seething whilst you could barely contain your laugher.

“AY! YO BRO- im gonna give you 2 seconds to get off my priority or im calling the police!” grayson picks up his pace when he sees the intruder side eye him and travel further into the depths of their garden. shielding his face more with his cap.

“are you listening to me! i have my girl inside bro, you’re scaring her!” grayson tried the guilt trip method. knowing that if the threat of law enforcement wouldn't work, then at least you shouldn’t have some human decency to not push the boundaries of somebody's safety- well as grayson thought.

when he received nothing in response , not even any acckonwlage to his presence, it has grayson jogging over to the man and rugby tackling him to the ground. grayson was bigger built, much taller and carried a lot more strength so it made an easy knock out for him to capture and overpower the intruder. grayson has the man in a headlock, his body pinning him down as he shouted for ethan to call security.

within seconds ethan is at this brothers side, assisting him as he pulled his phone out ready to send for the number he had saved on speed dial for situations like this, that have sadly occurred many a times before. however, before he had the chance to hear the first ring, you, kristian and mando comr running out in a fit of laughter. the figure trapped beneath groans body rippled with the same surprising laughter as you all succeed in getting the best reaction out of the twins as you could. one you knew would bring into a high percentage of views.

“what the fuck? why are you laughing! e, call security!” grayson was still wrestling with the man, unbeknown to him that it was his longtime social friend juanpa in disguise. 

“buenos días, bro,” juanpa ushers out through his laughter, starling grayson one again as he soon put two and two together. the cameras, you laughing, the face he recognised but thought his own mind was ticking him. you set him up and he feel right into the trap.

“oh, fuck outta here,” grayson releases his choke hold from juanpa, stomping off in a huff as the laughter keeps flowing between you all. even ethan joins in as he recreates the moment grayson tackled this dearest friend to the floor. mocking his twins brother as he high fives you all for pulling off a world class prank. one he for sure never saw coming.

inside grayson was a pouty sulking mess of a man, hiding away in his room as he ignores your attempts to butter him up. pressing kisses over his jaw like he often adored, running your hands up and down his torso under his sweatshirt. your nails starching at his skin as you knew he couldn't resist your touch. he was a sucker for you fingers dancing magically along his stomach, leaving marks as you claimed him as yours in an innocent act of intimacy.

“baby, it was only a prank. can't stay mad at me forever.’ you whisper agasint his skin between each kiss. your mouth nibbling and sucking at his sweet spots to try and entice something- anything from him that you could.

“i thought it was pretty hot.” you break the tension after grayson continues to ignore. scrolling through his phone as he tried to distract himself, wanting you to work for his attention as he secretly loved the way you were showering him in your love.

“my big macho man, maybe you could use those throw down moves on me, daddy?”

“you’re in for it now, slut. got a lot of pent up anger i need to release... and darling, consider this payback.”

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i dont know what specific situation but can we please get some angst to fluff with gray because you’re so good at writing the slow transition where the reader warms back up to him again and the touches are all hesitant but gray loves that she’s getting close again

oh my god darling thank you! youre so sweet 🥺

You and Grayson had never had a fight like that, it rocked the both of you to your core once everything settled down. You both were screaming at each other till your faces were red, to the point where you didn’t even remember why you were fighting any more.

It started earlier in the week with little nit-picked things like; how you left your hair products out on the counter or grayson not paying attention when you were trying to talk to him about something. It just built and built each and every day.

Ethan and Kris sat by helplessly as they watched you two slowly fall apart. Ethan tried talking to Grayson about it, seeing if he could help. He hated seeing his little brother struggle and knew that you two were just hitting a rough patch.

“She’s just being fucking annoying, bro. Like everything and anything she’s bitching at me about something.” He complained as he leaned against the bars in the backyard

Unfortunately you’d heard him, stopping short with a ice cold water bottle in hand that you were bringing out to him. You stared towards Grayson with wide eyes, tears watering, frozen in your spot.

“Fuck,” He muttered before he watch you turn and walk back into the house. Ethan looked towards his brother warily before walking the same path you did.

And now hours later, you sat with your head in your hands as you cried. The chilly LA air blowing around you causing goosebumps to erupt against your skin. Your heart felt someone had reached in and ripped it out as you cried over Grayson. You felt like your relationship that was crumbling around you.

Grayson stayed back in the living room with his head in his hands as his tears fell down his cheeks. He was a temperamental guy but he was proud that he’d never let that slip with you. If anything you calmed him down and brought him back to center. Instead he saw the fear that flashed in your eyes as he let his anger get the best of him. Grayson didn’t even recognize himself or the things he was saying to you.

He looked up and around for you and saw that the sliding door was left open. Grayson quickly stood from the couch and left out the door in search of you. He wanted to make this right, he needed to make it right. You meant too much to him to let something like this be the cause of your end.

He turned the corner to the second part of the house to see you curled up on one of the loungers at the side of the house. Grayson could hear your sniffing and it broke his heart to see that were crying because of him.

“Baby girl,” Grayson spoke softly, causing you to startle and turn towards the sound of his voice.

Your eyes were swollen and red and even in the soft light of the fairy lights as he walked closer. Grayson moved to sit beside you but fighting back the urge to bring you into his side and hold you tightly. You both sat there for a moment in silence before he was the first to break the tension.

“I’m so sorry for losing my temper with you,” Grayson spoke softly “I promised to never do that, and I broke that promise with you and I am so so sorry.”

You didn’t verbally respond, instead whimpering softly and reaching up to wipe your tears.

Grayson reached out to grasp your hand, his hand hesitating, before intertwining your fingers together.

“Do I really annoy you? Do you not want to be with me?”

Grayson quickly shook his head, “That was shit of me to say to you. I want you forever, I don’t ever wanna be without you.”

You turned into him more and look towards him with a frown “I’m sorry too,”

Grayson nodded his head before reaching up to wipe your final tear. “We gotta get better at talking with each other. We can’t get like this with one another.”

You nodded your head. “I agree.”

He bent down and kissed the top of your head before wrapping his arm around you, his hand moving up and down your arm to bring you some warmth.

“Come on, let’s get you inside it’s cold out here.”

You tucked into his side as you both walked into the house. Grayson guided you back to your shared room where you two stripped down into your pjs before cuddling into bed together. You silently promised that you’d work at making it so you and Grayson never fought like that again. Grayson kissed the top of your head and was silently promising the same.

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