Summary: You leave a special note on the last page of your favourite book which Grayson happens to find. He messages you and you decide to meet somewhere to talk about the book. You may or may not fall in love with this boy…

Word count: 2.011

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Lately one of the places you were visiting the most was the local library. Ever since you were little you loved reading and since it was summer break you had a lot of time on your hands. This excited your love for books again which resulted in at least reading three books a week.

Most of your afternoons you were spending in your garden: reading and listening to music. It was a nice way to relax and forget about all the problems in the world.

Last week you had finished the most amazing book you had ever read and it was without a doubt one of your favourites. The style of the writer was marvelous and the way he described the places and characters… It hadn’t left your mind since you turned the last page and had put the book down.

For some reason you got this crazy idea to put a note between the last pages of the book for the next reader to find. It said: “Hi, my name is Y/N. I just finished this amazing book and I hope you enjoyed it as well. If you liked it just as much as I did and would like to talk about it, here is my number: (…)”

You didn’t know if this was the best way to talk about the book, but you weren’t interested in joining a bookclub so you thought this was the only way. The urge to talk about this wonderful book was so big and since neither of your friends liked reading it that much it wasn’t the weirdest idea, right?

~~~

It was November now and a few months had passed by since you had left the short note in the book. To be honest you had totally forgotten about it. After that specific book you had read so many others which were also pretty good.

Besides, since school had began again homework and exams were really time consuming, so there wasn’t really time for reading as much as you used to do.
Today was an ordinary day so far and you were locked in your bedroom; your desk filled with books.

As you were highlighting important things you needed to know for a big test next week, your phone lights up. At first you don’t pay really pay attention, but when a second one pops up and you don’t recognise the number, you couldn’t ignore your curiousness.

Unknown: Hey!
Unknown: I just finished the book in which you left a note :) and I thought why not send a message lol
You: Hi there :) to be honest I completely forgot about it haha… But this is a nice surprise! What did you think of it?

You shove your books to the side and go sit down on your bed, your hands holding your now buzzing phone. After an hour of sending messages back and forth you discover a lot of things about the person you were talking to.

You figure out you were talking to a 17 year old boy called Grayson Dolan. You get to know how he’s doing, what he loved about the book and that he had a twin brother called Ethan.

Suddenly you realise you had a smile from ear to ear on your face. You were starting to form a little crush for this guy and you just met him! But how? You had never seen him or even talked to him in real life. You didn’t even had a clue what he looked like. He could be an old 60 year bald man for all you know!

Grayson: Would you like to grab some coffee some time? I think I have a few books you would really enjoy :)

Your fingers hesitated above your phone screen. How did you know he wasn’t some creepy guy, trying to kidnap a girl or something? But still… For some weird reason you just knew that he wasn’t a creepy guy.

The way he responded to your messages and the way he described things… You couldn’t wrap your head around it, but you just knew. Besides, he wanted to meet you at a café. That was very public, right? What could go wrong?
You: Yeah, sure :) Where would you like to meet?

~~~

You had never in your life been so nervous for a date. Was it even a date? Probably not. So why had you dressed yourself up so much? You had at least spend an hour just on your make up this morning for a guy who problaby just saw you as a friend and nothing more. But oh well; Grayson didn’t know that.

With cold and shaky hands you push against door ope  and walk into the small café. It was pretty crowded but the atmosphere made you feel warm and cosy right away. Your eyes scan the tables, but you had no idea what Grayson looked like.

Suddenly you see the prettiest boy in the world wave at you with a small smile, trying to get your attention. You almost triple over your feet as you stumble your way between the people, making your way towards him.

‘Hi… I’m Y/N,’ you say. ‘Hey, Y/N! I’m Grayson.’ Grayson greets you. He looks genuinely very happy to see you. He gets up from his chair and comes standing in front of you. He towers over you and you almost had to lay your head in your neck to look at his beautiful face. And his arms! They were so big you thought he could lift you up using only one hand.

Grayson spontaneously plants a quick kiss on your cheek and you immediately feel your cheeks warm up. ‘Oh, uh,’ you say a bit embarrassed. ‘Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t know if it was appropriate but I just - thought that,’ Grayson stutters, realizing he had made you a bit uncomfortable. You giggle. 'No, it’s fine! Please don’t worry about it.’ Of course it was fine. Speaking of fine: he was fine as hell.

As you two sat down you couldn’t stop staring at his face. It was angelic. He had the sharpest jawline you had ever witnessed and his plump lips turned into a gorgeous smile when you told him you were actually pretty nervous before you came here. His skin was tinted and smooth and you wondered how soft it would feel.

But the thing that you adored most about him was his personality. He was funny and sweet and so nice to talk with: He really listened and never interrupted you, and cracked a joke whenever the timing was right. You already liked him. A lot.

'Can I just say that you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen?’ Grayson asks, laying a hand upon yours. You blink your eyes a few times, not really comprehending what he just said. 'I’m sorry, again. I’m really just saying almost everything that is crossing my mind right now. I hope you don’t mind. I just feel so comfortable with you already,’ he adds.

You smile and your heart flutters at his kind words. 'Thank you… That is so sweet. I could say the same to you, though,’ you say to him. Grayson chuckles and strokes a hand through his fluffy hair.

~~~

'So, what books did you bring?’ you ask, placing your hands under your chin. Meanwhile you were talking for almost an hour and a half and had drunk two cappuccinos. 'Oh yeah, I almost forgot!’ Grayson leans to the left to grab his bag that was stuffed with books. His arm muscles tense as he lifts up the bag and places it carefully on the table. It was so sexy.

He grabs one out of the bag and your eyes widen at the sight of the book in his hand. It looked so tiny compared to his hand. ‘Okay, so the first one is really, really good. It’s about a couple who live together, but they don’t really love eachother; which is kinda sad if you ask me. Anyway, the woman meets a guy she falls in love with, and then…’

His eyes sparkle when he shows you all the books and hands them over to you so you could flip through the pages and look what was on the covers. When his fingers stroke against your hands you feel a nice tingly feeling go down your spine and your eyes meet his. It’s quiet for a moment and he looks at you a little longer than normal before he continues. What was going on? Did he like you too or were you seeing ghosts?

After it already began to get dark outside and the café started to run empty, you decide that it was maybe smart that you should be heading home. 'Should I drive you home? It’s not really smart to go home on your own when it’s already dark outside,’ Grayson asked. 'No, it’s okay. I just live around the corner. I can walk,’ you respond.

'It’s really not a problem. I’d be happy too,’ he insisted, raising his eyebrows. 'Oh well, why not?’ you chuckled. After Grayson had paid (for you as well, since he also insisted on doing that) you put your jackets on and leave the café. Grayson was wearing a leather jacket which looked so good on him your heart started beating even faster.

It was cold and snowy outside. Grayson puts a hand on your lower back as he leads you to the car since the parking lot was a little slippery from the snow that was melting. You adored that he was so caring. It made him even more attractive.

After he drove you to your house and stopped the car, Grayson gets out and opens the porter for you. ‘Such a gentleman…’ you joke and smile at him. He chuckles while grabbing your hand so you can get out of the car without sliding. Suddenly you stand so close that you almost shared the same air. Your breath was coming out of your mouth in tiny clouds. You shiver; a mixture of pleasantness and coldness spreads itself through your body.

'Are you cold?’ Grayson asks sweetly. 'A little,’ you quietly admit and smile again. 'Well, I guess you should go inside then,’ Grayson whispers, but you don’t move. You can’t move, to be more exact. You feel frozen as you are drowning in his beautfiul brown eyes and completely forget about the world around you.

Grayson takes a step in your direction and grabs you gently by your waist, so your chest touches his. You gasp loudly. Was he going to do what you thought he was going to do? 'I had such a great time today. Thank you.’ Grayson whispers as he gets even more closer. Your cold nose almost touches his chin, but you were too small to reach his face.

Before you could answer Grayson slowly leans in. He closes his eyes and brushes his warm lips against yours. His breath on your lips made you go crazy. Then he gets even more close and puts his lips gently onto yours. You go stand on your tip toes so he could kiss you better.

His lips were heavenly and soft and even better than you could ever imagine. It wasn’t a rough kiss. He didn’t even used his tongue. It was a chaste one. A sweet and passionate one. It only lasted for a few seconds, but you couldn’t be more happy. He pulls back and looks at you so lovingly that your heart skips a beat. Oh, shoot. You were falling in love with this boy.

He entwines his fingers and places his hands on your lower back; it gave you a feeling like your bodies were melting together. 'I-I don´t know what to say,’ you whisper. You were so overwhelmed.

'You don’t have to say anything, Y/N. But I would like you to answer this question: Do you want to meet again sometime? And go on a proper date?’ You close your eyes for a moment and smile. Was this really happening? 'Yes. Definitely.’

Summary: You go to a haunted place with Ethan and Grayson. You accidently hurt yourself and Ethan is - as always - your lifesaver.

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‘Hey E, what’s up?’ you ask after you pick up your phone. Normally Ethan didn’t call but just texted you, but if it was urgent or he needed you right at that moment, he would call. ‘Hey babe, I was wondering if you would like to film a video with Gray and me? We had a really cool idea for this week’s and I figured you would maybe like to be in it?’ Ethan asked.

You were excited. Of course you would! The last time you had been in one of the twin’s video’s was almost a year ago and it had been a very nice day with them. No doubt you would join again if you got the chance. ‘Yeah, sure!’ ‘Great!’ Ethan responded happily. ‘So, should I come over to the warehouse?’ you ask, but it was kind of a rhetorical question. They always filmed and edited at the warehouse, so why would today be different?

You had already grabbed a pair of sneakers when Ethan’s words interrupted your actions. ‘Actually, no. We were planning on filming at an other location for this video.’ ‘Oh?’ you ask, your voice sounding surprised. ‘Where?’ ‘Ehh… That’s a surprise.’ Ethan responds, but he sounded a bit nervous; like it was a place you’d rather not go to.

‘Just tell her,’ you hear Grayson say on the other side of the phone, his voice muffled. Why was Ethan acting so mysterious? ‘Tell me what?’ ‘Okay, then. We were planning on going to ‘the Haunted House’. And I was afraid that you wouldn’t want to come if I told you where we’re going before we actually are there,’ Ethan admitted, chuckling. ‘What is ‘the Haunted House’? I’ve never heard of it,’ you say.

‘You haven’t? It’s this old abonded villa in the middle of the woods. People say it’s haunted and lately a lot of kids are visiting it. They come home with the scariest stories, like that they saw ghosts or heard a woman screaming.’ Although it wasn’t that cold and Ethan had only given a description of the place, you had goosebumps on your whole body. It sounded like a house you would never go to, at least not voluntarily. ‘Freaky,’ you respond quietly.

Ethan giggles. ‘You don’t have to come if you don’t want to, baby. I know you’re scared easily.’ Even though you knew he was just messing around, your mouth drops. ‘I’m not! And maybe it isn’t one of the places I would love to visit, but I’m not a pussy,’ you say, almost sounding confident.

Ethan laughs. ‘I’ll hold your hand, okay? I’ll protect you from all the monsters,’ he jokes. You could just see Ethan and Grayson, standing in their living room, laughing about you. But you weren’t going to show that you were scared already. Na-ah. Ethan probably just made those stories up; that people saw ghosts and stuff.

You were a strong, confident, independent woman, who wasn’t going to be afraid of some ‘‘haunted’‘ house. ‘Shut up, E. When are you going to pick me up?’ you ask, expecting it would be at a reasonable time. ‘Tonight.’ Ethan says darkly, like he was enjoying this very, very much. ‘Alright then. No problem. See you later, E.’ ‘Bye, baby,’ Ethan responds and hangs up. Oooh, boy.

It had been a very long and wobbly ride. Since there were no roads in the woods Grayson had to drive literally through all the trees and bushes. The sun had already gone down after you arrive. While Ethan and Grayson grab the camera and all of the set up stuff, you look around. It was deadly quiet so deep in the forest and the old villa gave you the feeling that you weren’t welcome here.

The walls were weathered and covered with plants and moss. It sent shivers down your spine. ‘Alright,’ Ethan sighs. ‘Ready?’ Grayson locks the car and together you walk to the entrance of the house. It wasn’t really an entrance; it looked more like a dark hole which happens to be the place you guys could enter this scary hovel.

The house was cold and dark. No wonder; it was almost autumn and the weather felt like it too. A lot of windows were broken, so the rooms were really draughty. You go sit down on a broken couch and look around, feeling very uncomfortable. Ethan and Grayson are busy trying to set up their equipment. They first wanted to film an intro, to tell where they were and what they were going to do.

‘I don’t like this room, Gray. This house is enormous, so we might as well go and see what’s upstairs.’ ‘Yeah, you’re right,’ Grayson agrees. Your eyes grow big. You were perfectly okay with where you were right now and you had no intentions of exploring this house. 

It wasn’t that dark in this room - yet - and when you looked up to the stairs, it gave you chills. You couldn’t see where the stairs ended since it was just a giant black hole. ‘I don’t think that’s necessary, is it?’ you ask, looking from Ethan to Grayson. ‘Why? Are you scared, Y/N?’ Ethan chuckles, but you knew he was just teasing you. You knew that he would leave immediately if you really wanted to go.

The thing was that you couldn’t say you weren’t scared anymore. This place made you freak out. ‘Maybe a little. Maybe I shouldn’t have come with you guys,’ you admit. Maybe it was the tone of your voice, but suddenly Ethan puts his stuff down and walks up to you. ‘Hey, it’s okay. We’re here. Nothing can happen, baby.’ He grabs your hand. You give him a thankful smile. You knew Ethan could be a tease, but when it really came to it, he was very protective of you.

He gestures Grayson to go first and grabs his stuff with his other hand. The three of you make your way to the stairs. The stairs creaked like crazy. When you hear something fall down one floor higher, followed by the sound of footsteps, you can’t help but freak out. ‘Ethan. Ethan,’ you squeek, pressing your body closer to his. ‘Sshh… There’s nothing here. It’s fine. You’re fine,’ Ethan whispers to calm you down, stroking your hand with his thumb. Your breath was unsteady. You were a hundred percent sure you heard someone walking just a few seconds earlier.

Ethan and Grayson were almost ready with setting their camera up, along with the lights and some other equipment. The only thing they still needed was a blanket or some pillows to sit on since the ground was really hard and cold. ‘Y/N, could you do me a favour and check the room next to this for some pillows? Or a blanket? Anything soft, really,’ Grayson asked.

Your eyes met Ethan’s. ‘It’s safe here, baby. Just call my name if you need anything.‘ he says. You hesitated, but weren’t going to be controlled by your fear. ‘Well, okay then. I’ll be right back.’ With a deep sigh you leave the room. ‘Be careful,’ you hear Ethan say before you close the door behind you.

You make your way to the room next to the one you just left. The door opens with a rusty sound, which gave you even more chills. You walk into the room, but can’t see anything. Just when your vision becomes more clear and you make your way to the corner of the room to see if you could find anything there, you hear more creaking sounds.

Before you know it you fall through the thready soil and your feet get stuck between the wooden planks. Your body gets knocked forward and your chest hits the floor. The air gets smacked out of your lungs and to make things even worse it felt like you had broken your leg. Your body hurted so bad, but you couldn’t move since your feet were still stuck.

‘Ethan!’ you try to yell, but your lungs were screaming for air. You take a deep breath and call Ethan’s name again, this time a lot louder. ‘Ethan!’ It’s quiet for a few seconds, but then you hear rushed foot steps coming in the direction of the room. ‘Y/N! What…? Baby, what happened? What did you do?! Are you okay?’ Ethan’s voice was full of worry as he ran up to you and kneeled down beside you.

‘I did nothing! Suddenly I fell through this goddamn floor!’ you object, trying to catch some breath. Grayson also comes running into the room. 'What the-?’ he asked confused. Your lungs hurted from the smack you got when you fell against the hard wooden floor. 'Let me get you out of there, baby,’ Ethan said as he pressed his big hands on either side of your waist.

Grayson rushed towards you to help Ethan. 'Ah! Ah! That hurts,’ you whine when Ethan tries to lift you up. He bites his lips as he places his hands somewhere else. His eyes are focused on your face as he tries to lift you up again, this time even more careful. You try to keep your face straight, even when you feel like you were dying on the inside. You were almost sure you had broken your leg. It hurted like hell.

'Hold on, babe. We’re getting you out of here,’ Ethan reassures you as he helps you get out of the hole you were in. You bite your lip to hold a shriek of pain as Ethan supports you by your waist and Grayson lifts you up effortlessly with his strong arms. Together they carefully put you down. 'Are you okay?’ Ethan asks, still worried. He was always worried that you were very fragile. Well, this proved he was right.

'Yeah, I’m alright… I think,’ you lie. 'I know you’re not, Y/N. You don’t have to say you are,’ he says sweetly while stroking your leg. 'Should we get you to the hospital?’ Grayson asked. Ethan looks at you and you frown your forehead. 'I don’t… I don’t know. I know you want to film this video…’

Ethan chuckles. 'That can wait. If my girlfriend is in pain and needs help, I think that will definitely come first.’ You can’t help but grin a little. 'In that case…’ Ethan and Grayson help you up so you can stand on your feet again (well, one foot) and guide you to the door.

After Grayson grabs of all the equipment Ethan lifts you up so he holds you like a baby. 'Much easier,’ he chuckles. You look at Ethan’s beautiful face and feel very warm and safe - even in the scariest house you had ever been in. There was no one who could make you feel better than Ethan could, even when you were in pain and acted like a scared little mouse.

Ethan carries you downstairs and together with Grayson you quietly leave the house. 'Well, at least you didn’t get eaten by monsters,’ Ethan says to cheer you up while he looks at you dead serious, his eyebrows raised. You let out a short laugh. 'Oh my god. Shut up, E.’ Ethan laughs and gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek.

I update every time I post! I hope you enjoy xx

♡ GRAYSON ♡

➸ Surprise date

➸ Flirty friends

➸ He takes care of you

➸ Bruises

➸ Affection {smut}

➸ Nervous

➸ You’re something special

➸ Just the way you are 

➸ Your first time {smut}

➸ Dinner date {smut}

➸ You’re insecure

➸ You only live once

➸ Unexpected

➸ More than friends {smut}

➸ Sex with Grayson (would include)

➸ Not about angels

➸ A special note

➸ Traveling around the world (would include)

➸ It’s my pleasure {smut}

➸ Earned it {smut}

➸ Daddy kink with Grayson (would include)

➸ Crushin’ on you

➸ Need some help? {smut}

➼ Picnic

➼ You find out you’re pregnant

♡ ETHAN ♡

➸ He saves you

➸ Flirty friends

➸ He takes care of you

➸ No matter what

➸ Without a doubt

➸ Sex with Ethan (would include)

➸ Our little secret {smut}

➸ Haunted

➸ Jealous

➸ Dating in high school (would include)

➸ Finally

➸ Daddy kink with Ethan (would include)

➼ Up to no good

➼ Right there {smut}

➼ Your first time {smut}

➸ Wedding night {smut}

Originally posted by justanothersanctuary

Request: ‘’Hey sweetie💜 I wanna ask u about G imagine where He has as bad relationships w his girlfriend as She has w his boyfriend, and one day they just meet each other and fall in love uncontrollably🙌 thanks xx💞 ‘’    

Word count: 1.337

Your POV

‘That’s it, I’m out of here,’ you say to your boyfriend while you stand up from your chair. ‘Yeah, you better go back to that boy, you dirty slut. Go back and just make out with him. God knows that’s all you have been doing these last months,’ he says with a disgusted look.

You sigh deeply, you were so frustrated. The fact that he just called you a slut didn’t even bother you. ‘Oh my god! How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not cheating?!’ ‘How many times are you going to lie to me?’ he asks.

You were furious. Seeing him sitting at the table, acting like he was always right and the best person in the entire world, made you want to punch him in the face. But you rather didn’t and just leave, so you grab your bag from the kitchen counter and walk with fast steps to the door.

‘If you won’t be coming home tonight, I’m going to fight that boy,’ your boyfriend yells. ‘Yeah, good luck,’ you chuckle humorlessly, knowing that there wasn’t one.

You close the door behind you and look up to the sky. Tears were falling down your cheeks, and you felt very sad. Why were you the one crying? You hadn’t done anything wrong. Your boyfriend was always accusing you of things you never did.

You didn’t know if you still loved him. Clearing your mind was the only thing that you had to do now, so you decide to take a walk to the park. At least the weather was nice today.

Graysons POV

The sound of a breaking bowl that splintered on the ground fills the living room. ‘And now it’s enough, Em,’ you say as you walk up to your girlfriend. You try to calm her down by gently grabbing her hands, but she aggressively pushes you away.

You have to take a step back to keep your balance, surprised by how strong she was – and that she actually had hurt you. ‘Leave me the fuck alone,’ she says with an angry voice.

‘Please,’ you beg her when she picks another bowl from the table, threatening to drop it. ‘I’m going to throw it to your face if you don’t tell me who that girl is.’ You raise your hands in confusion. ‘What girl?! There is no other girl!’ you loudly say. She was going mad.

‘Don’t you dare raise your voice at me! Then where are you going to every other day?!’ she yells, throwing the bowl in your direction. You cleverly know to avoid the heavy bowl that’s now flying against the wall, breaking into a thousand pieces. ‘To Ethan!’ you say. ‘You liar!’ she says.

‘Emma, why are you acting this way? Why are we fighting all the time? I hate this,’ you sigh, slowly walking towards her. She had to believe you; of course she was the only girl you were dating. She slaps your hands away.

‘I hate you!’ she creams. There is a short moment of silence. ‘Well, if you hate me, then I think that this is over.’ You wait for her answer, but you actually couldn’t really care what she was going to say.

‘Okay, then,’ she says eventually, looking at you with narrowed eyes. You look at her one last time before you turn around, walking to the exit of the apartment. When you’re outside you feel like a huge burden had fallen of your shoulders. You let out a deep sigh, feeling very relieved.

Your POV

You hear someone sitting down on the bench you were sitting at. ‘Eh, hey there… Is everything okay?’ an unfamiliar voice on your left asks. You sniff and wipe over your nose, trying to stop yourself from crying. ‘Yes, everything’s fine,’ you murmur without looking up. ‘Well, you don’t exactly look fine,’ the boy says. Who was this annoying stranger (with a very pleasant sounding voice)? Why couldn’t he just mind his own business? ‘Well, thanks.’

‘No no, I didn’t mean it like that, I just –‘ he tries to apologize quickly, but you chuckle and look at him. ‘I’m joking, it’s fine.’ Your eyes meet the most beautiful eyes you had ever seen, but they weren’t as beautiful as the rest of his face – not to mention his body.

He was very tan and his muscly biceps were clearly visible through his tight shirt. His hair was very messy - like his hands had went through it multiple times today. Even that looked cute. But his cuteness couldn’t take away the question you had on why he just had started talking to you.

‘Who even are you?’ you ask without trying to sound rude. He blinks his eyes like he just realized that you were nothing but a stranger. ‘I’m sorry, my name is Grayson,’ he says and reaches out his hand. ‘I just saw you crying and I would feel really bad if I just let you sit here alone.’

Your eyes flicker from his face to his outreaching hand. It was very large; it looked like it could carry a lot. ‘I’m Y/N,’ you say, gently shaking his hand. His hand was soft and warm and for some reason you felt better after you let go of it.

You wipe the mascara away from under your eyes and sigh. ‘I just had a huge fight with my… Well, I guess I should say boyfriend. But I’m going to end what I have with him. We fight like every day and now he thinks I’m cheating on him.’

‘I’m so sorry… I actually just broke up with my girlfriend too. She also thinks I’m cheating on her,’ he says. You frown your eyebrows. ‘Really? You don’t seem like the guy who would do that.’

Grayson chuckles, which made him even ten times more cute. You quickly look away to prevent yourself from blushing. ‘Thanks. I could say the same to you, though. Well, you’re obviously a girl, but you understand what I’m trying to say,’ he nervously says. You giggle. Grayson was very sweet. Why were you having this weird feeling in your stomach, and why was your heart beating so fast? ‘Wait,’ Grayson says.

He leans in as he puts a hand on your thigh, moving his big hand towards your face. You’re very aware of his hand on your leg as he removes a lost eyelash from your cheek with a concentrated look. He blows it away.

You bite your lip as you look at his hand that was sending an electric shock through your body. ‘Oh, eh, I’m sorry,’ he says softly while removing his hand, his cheeks turning red. You smile. ‘It’s okay.’

Grayson and you start to feel less awkward and start to talk. About the fight, about your boyfriend, about everything. You ask him questions too, slowly getting to know him better. You had to admit that you were beginning to like him. After a while it became quiet, and you realize you had been talking for half an hour straight.

‘Hey, ehm… Do you have any plans for tonight?’ he asks. You shake your head slowly. Why in the world were you hoping that Grayson would ask you out? You had a boyfriend, for God’s sake. But not for long, a voice in your head said back. Grayson strokes a hand through his fluffy hair. He looked nervous. ‘Look, I know that this is very weird because I just met you and everything, but eh…’

‘Yes?’ you encourage him. ‘But – would you – do you want to grab some coffee? Like, right now?’ he asks. He studies your face in anticipation while he waits for a reaction. You chuckle and look at your hands. Then you look up to him again.

Why was he so beautiful? ‘Yeah, I would really like that,’ you answer with a soft voice. He smiles and stands up, reaching his hand out to you. ‘Shall we?’ With a happy feeling you grab his welcoming hand, and together you start strolling through the park.

Originally posted by thedesire

Request: ‘’Can you write something where you are the bartender on that yt creator summit and Grayson goes all flirty and in owe by your beauty so he is nervous and blushy, they go on a date and ends in romantic and cute smut?‘’

Response: Here you go babe :) Thanks for requesting! Btw guys, let me know if you want long imagines or shorter ones, because this one is pretty long. Hope you enjoy xx

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

‘I’m still not convinced that this is a good idea,’ you say while you stand in front of the mirror, brushing your hair. You and your best friend were getting ready in your bedroom while listening to some music. Your friend puts her pink lipstick back into her makeup bag and turns around so she can look at you. She sighs. ‘Y/N, how many times do I have to repeat this? This is a once in a lifetime chance. And besides, it pays very well! We really need to save some money if we ever want to buy our own apartment.’

A few months ago your friend got contacted by one of the organizers of the YouTube Creator Summit to ask if she wanted to be a bartender at the event. She said yes, and she also asked if one of her best friends could work there also. And that best friend was you. Besides the lack of work experience there was another reason why you didn’t want to take the job; you never watched YouTube. And maybe it sounded silly that you didn’t want to take the job only because you didn’t watch YouTube videos, but it mattered to you. Imagine if you accidently bumped into a YouTuber with more than two million subscribers and you didn’t know who it was? That would be so awkward! But as much as you hated to admit it; she was right.

‘Yeah, okay,’ you admit. ‘I guess you have a point there.’ ‘Of course I have! And it is too late to back out now anyway,’ she chuckles while she puts an arm around you. You let out a deep sigh as you looked into her eyes. She looked like the opposite of you; relaxed, happy and full of anticipation. ‘Don’t be nervous, Y/N. You’ll do great. There is nothing difficult about pouring people a drink and taking their money.’ You force yourself to smile. ‘Yeah, that’s true.’ ‘Well, as much as I want to stay chatting about how great it will be, we should go and make it great. We don’t want to be late now, do we?’ She says while she puts her stuff into her bag and goes sit down on the side of the bed to put her shoes on. She was really enthusiastic which luckily cheered you up a bit. You try to have a positive mindset and think that today was going to be good day. And even if it wasn’t, it still was a new experience where you could learn from in hopefully many ways.  

‘Y/N, if you take a break now, then I can go right after you,’ your friend says while she leans against the bar. It had been a busy three hours and your legs could definitely use some rest. ‘Yeah, okay. I’ll take fifteen minutes,’ you answer. You disappear to the back of the bar into a room as big as a toilet cubicle. It wasn’t big, but it was large enough to take a moment for yourself and eat your lunch. Up to now it had been a really fun day. You had met lots of nice people and YouTubers and made the decision for yourself to start watching some YouTube. Who would had ever thought that? You weren’t really a type to be on social media, but because of what you had heard and seen today you had changed your mind and thought that it would actually be a nice platform.

After you were done with your break your friend left to eat her lunch. A girl walks up to you and asks for some water. ‘Here you go,’ you smile and give it to her. She pays and thanks you and then she leaves. You clean the bar and look around you to see what you could do. At the end of the bar was sitting a guy. But not just a guy, oh no. It was the most handsome boy you had ever seen. Was it even a human? He reminded you of an angel but without the wings.

He had very big arms, a very toned skin and a jawline so sharp it could cut paper. He also had very thick eyebrows and long eyelashes, which was your biggest weakness. He was wearing a sexy leather jacket while absently looking at his hands, just waiting patiently. He hadn’t noticed you yet. You stroke a hand through your hair, trying to stay calm while you walk up to him. Your heart was beating so hard against your chest, you thought it would pop out.

‘Hi, how can I help you?’ you ask with a small smile as you place your hands on the bar to get his attention. He looks up and his face expression changes immediately. He suddenly looks like he had received the best news ever. ‘Hi there,’ he says. ‘Could I maybe have a coke?’ ‘Sure. Anything else?’ you ask. ‘No, that’s it,’ he replies while biting his lower lip and grabbing his wallet out of his pocket. He gives you the money while you walk back to grab the coke and his change. You feel his eyes following your actions, watching every move you made. It made you feel so nervous that you almost drop his drink. With pudding legs you walk back to him, handing him the coke and his money. ‘You can keep the change,’ he says. ‘Oh, thank you.’ you mumble with blushing cheeks. An electric shock rushes through your body when his fingers touch yours. He puts down his coke and stares at you again without embarrassment, not taking a sip of what he just ordered. ‘What?’ you ask nervously.

‘I hope this doesn’t sound weird or anything, but can I just say that you’re really beautiful? Like, really, really gorgeous.’ You burst out into a loud giggle and put a hand for your mouth, not believing he just said that. ‘You’re messing with me, right?’ He blinks his eyes a few times like you just said something really stupid. ‘No? Why would I joke about something like that?’ You bite your lips as you hold back smile. ‘Well… Thank you. Nobody has ever said something like that so spontaneously to me. I’m flattered.’

He puts out a beautiful hand. ‘By the way, I’m Gray-‘ but before he can finish his sentence or you can take his hand, you two hear a voice yelling from a few meters away. ‘Grayson?! GRAYSON DOLAN?!’ This girl runs up to the bar and it doesn’t take long before a whole group of girls was around him, touching him and trying to get his attention to take a selfie with him. You take a step back, surprised that he was so popular. ‘I’m sorry,’ he says and turns around to greet his fans and to take pictures with them. You just stand there in complete shock. Who was Grayson Dolan and how could you never heard of him?

After a few minutes the girls had what they wanted and left, so it was just the two of you again. ‘Eh, where were we?’ he chuckles. ‘You were telling me your name,’ you giggle. ‘Oh yeah,’ he grins. ‘I’m Grayson.’ ‘Yeah, I think I got that already.’ The two of you laugh and a feeling of warmth and happiness fills you up. God, he was such a cutie. You wondered how old he was. He looked at least nineteen. ‘And you are?’ Grayson interrupts your thoughts.

‘I’m Y/N,’ you answer with a soft voice. ‘Wow, even your name is beautiful. Look, I don’t know if this is inappropriate since I just met you, but is there a possibility that I maybe could have your number? I would love to see you again.’ He puts a hand on yours, sending electric waves through your arm. Your heart swells up at how kind and polite was. Boys like that were rare these days. Or maybe he was just as nervous as you. Either way, of course you would give him your number.

‘There you go,’ you say when you give him back his phone. He takes it back and looks at the screen like it was the most precious thing in the entire world. ‘Thank you. I really have to go, but I’ll text you, okay?’ Grayson asks. You nod. ‘Sure.’ ‘Great! Okay, bye, Y/N,’ he says as he stands up from his stool. ‘Bye, Grayson,’ you say back, leaving you speechless.

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After you had told your friend the good news she completely freaked out and commanded that you called him straight when you got home. So you did and that evening Grayson had asked you to get some coffee the next day.

The ‘coffee date’ had been really nice. You were incredibly nervous before you went to meet him, but that feeling completely disappeared when you started talking. You really liked him. Grayson was a true gentleman and very sweet to you. After the date you kissed and he had asked you to go on a real date sometime. You didn’t think it could get any better than this, but of course you accepted his offer. The smile on his face when you said ‘yes’ made you feel fall in love even more. ‘Do you want to come to my place next Friday? Maybe we can cook together. I’m not a really good one but I’ll think it will be fun,’ he said while he stroked your hands. You smile and your eyes flicker from his hands to your face. ‘That actually sounds really nice,’ you answered. Grayson leans in and kisses your nose.

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You ring the doorbell of Graysons house and he opens the door within seconds. He had probably been waiting for you. You giggle at the thought of Grayson being all nervous for this date. He acted like he was really good at hiding it, but he really wasn’t. Grayson spreads his big arms in a welcoming gesture and you happily fall into his arms, your cheek pressed to his chest. ‘So, I was actually just getting started with setting everything up and cutting the vegetables and chicken and stuff,’ he says when he lets go of you.

He takes your hand and leads you to the kitchen. You noticed that he had a really pretty house. ‘That’s okay. Can I help with something?’ you ask when you see the food laying on the kitchen counter. ‘Sure,’ he answers and grabs a bag of carrots, a plank and a knife for you. When you take the knife he lays a hand on your upper back which sent a tingly feeling down your spine. ‘Be careful,’ he warned you with a serious look on his face. ‘I will,’ you giggle and his lips curl into a crooked smile.

While you start preparing the dinner together you hear on the radio Bom Bidi Bom playing from Nick Jonas, while Grayson quietly hums to it. (seriously, listen to this song if you continue reading this).It was one of your favourite songs and you start humming along with him. After a minute of cutting the carrots you suddenly feel Graysons body pressed to your back. You prevent yourself from jumping up. His chin leans on your shoulder and he puts his hands on your hips. He smelled heavenly. ‘Look, you should try cutting it this way,’ he says with a soft voice and his minty breath makes you receive goose bumps on your arms. Grayson lays gently his large hands onto yours and helps you by showing what he meant. ‘L-Like this?’ you whisper while your now shaking hands try to cut it the way he did. It was exactly the opposite way of what he just showed.

‘Yeah, something like that….’ He answers but he doesn’t really pay attention to what you were doing. His right hand shoves your hair and shirt to the side so he could kiss your now naked shoulder. You gasp for air when his warm lips touch your skin, sucking and licking lightly your shoulder blade. He starts kissing the back of your neck as his hands explore your body, stroking up and down your thighs. ‘Grayson…’ you encourage him. He was turning you on and you could feel his member stroking against your butt, meaning he was too.

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You turn around so you faced him, looking into his dark eyes. They were full of lust and his pink lips were a little swollen. Damn, he looked so sexy. You grab his face and pull him towards you, lips pressing to his. He starts kissing you hard and hungrily, opening your mouth and slowly sliding his tongue between your lips. You close your eyes and moan against his mouth quietly, enjoying the way he made you feel. He lifts you up with his hands under your butt and sits you down on the counter. He starts kissing your cheek, jaw and neck while you throw your head back. ‘Oh…’ you cry out before you can help it and you feel Grayson smirking against your neck. He lifts up your shirt a little and tickles lightly the skin on your belly and waist, causing you to giggle.

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He pulls back and places his hand on your thigh while the other one goes towards the button of your pants. He licks his lips and looks at you, asking for permission. You nod, feeling a growing heat between your inner thighs.
Grayson unbuttons your pants and slowly slides a hand in your panties. He still looks at you intensely as he gently inserts finger, stroking your clit. He laughs quietly. ‘Did I make you this wet?’ You bite your lip to stop yourself from moaning as he starts going in and out. God, he really knew what he was doing. It felt amazing. ‘Gray…’ you desperately say when he adds a second finger, pumping faster now. You place your shaking hands on his chest, inhaling deeply. You got a familiar feeling and knew you were close. ‘I-I’m gonna-‘ you whimpered at the moment you dissolve into pleasure. Grayson studies your face and movements, proud of what he had achieved. ‘Yeah… Just like that,’ he whispers while stroking your walls. After the orgasm he pulled his fingers out and you zipped your pants. It was silent for a moment as Grayson looks at you with a loving smile. ‘Well, ehm, I think we should go back to, eh, cooking,’ you giggle. Grayson puts his arms around you, placing a sweet kiss on your lips. ‘Yeah, we actually should. But I’m having you as dessert.’  

Request: ‘’Can I have a Grayson smut imagine where it’s their first time; he’s being super sweet, he keeps asking if she’s alright and he’s being super gentle and adorable. Gahh I’m in my feels Lmao. Thanksss xx‘’

Response: Thanks for your request! ♡ Ah, I wanted to write this for so long! Whoever gets to lose her virginity to these angels is lucky as hell hahaha. Anyway, I hope you like it :)

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

Grayson and you had been dating for over eight months now. He was eighteen and you were seventeen. You absolutely loved spending time with him and he always made clear that he loved spending time with you as well.

Most of the time you guys were together. Sometimes you went to the cinema or a chic restaurant, but most days you just stayed in, watched a movie and cuddled. He could never get enough of you. Tonight was one of those nights.

This evening it was Graysons turn to pick a movie, and he decided to watch Troy, one of his favorites. You were watching the movie as he kept playing with your hair and stroking your cheek, while constantly watching you. ‘Eh, I thought you wanted to see this movie,’ you laugh and look beside you.

Grayson has a dreamy smile on his face and his eyes are still focused on your hair. ‘Yeah…’ he says absently, but he doesn’t stop playing with your hair. ‘What is it?’ you ask. Instead of answering he shoves closer to you and puts a kiss on your lips, opening them with his tongue.

You’re surprised, but don’t pull back. You kiss him back, cupping his face with your hands. You thought he would eventually stop, but his kisses were getting deeper and rougher. A soft moan escaped your lips, causing him to grin. Of course you didn’t mind making out, but you didn’t really know where this was coming from. He grabs you by your waist and you change position so that you straddle his lap.

Eventually Grayson pulls back, reluctantly. ‘Wanna take this upstairs?’ he whispers out of breath. Your eyes widen. What was he up to? ‘Sure,’ you chuckle. Grayson lifts you up effortlessly while you put your legs around his waist. While he walks up the stairs he starts placing sweet kisses down your jawline and neck.

He holds you up with a hand under your butt while the other one closes the door of the bedroom. Grayson gently places you down on the floor and goes sit down on the side of the bed. He then pulls you closer while his hands are on your upper back.

You look down at him and he looks up to you so that his head is in his neck. Graysons eyes are filled with anticipation. Your hands are cupping his face again. You smirk at the fact that for the first time he’s shorter than you. Or it seems like it, in this position.

He doesn’t break eye contact while he smoothly slides off his shirt, revealing his toned torso and abs. You blush and finally realise what he was up to; he wanted to have sex with you. God, how were you always so naïve?

He looks up to you, asking for permission. You nod, biting your lip. He slides of your shirt too and the touch of his warm hands make you get a pleasant shiver.

He starts unbuttoning your jeans, but you place his hands on his arms. He stops, looking a bit confused. ‘Gray… It’s not that I don’t want this, but - you know - I’m still a virgin.’ Your words came out a little stammering and you feel your cheeks heating up. You knew he wasn’t a virgin.

And you didn’t really care about that, but you did care about the fact that you had no idea how to have sex or even the way to please a boy. And you sure as hell wanted to please him. But you had never done any of that stuff.

Grayson smiles and kisses your belly button. ‘That’s okay. If I’ll do anything you don’t like, don’t be afraid to tell me. Tonight is all about you.’ ‘Okay,’ you quietly say, smiling.

Step by step he takes off your clothes, leaving you only in your underwear. He couldn’t keep his eyes of you. After every piece of clothing he took off he stroked and kissed the place where your skin was naked now.

He kissed your whole body; your belly, hips, thighs… You liked that he did everything to calm you down and ease your nerves. He wanted to make you feel special, especially tonight.

Grayson takes his jeans off too. You can’t help but notice the bulge in his boxers. He takes it off, revealing his massive erection. Worrying about how that would ever fit into your small body, he helps you taking off your underwear.

You giggle at his shaking hands which are trying to open your bra. Finally he slides it off and he pushes you softly onto the bed, so that you’re lying on your back. Grayson climbs on the bed and hovers above you.

You feel very exposed and place your hands on your boobs, trying to cover them. Never in your life had a boy seen you naked like this. Grayson pushes your hands gently to the side.

‘Don’t cover yourself baby. You are absolutely beautiful…’ He looks down at you with a proud smile. You let out a nervous giggle. ‘I’m not.’ ‘You are,’ he assures you. He kisses the top of your breasts, which turns you on. 

You pull him closer and soon you’re having a heated make out session. You were complete putty in his hands. While his hard member is stroking your core, you felt yourself getting wetter with the minute. Grayson could feel it, too. He bites your lower lip and you nervously spread your legs so he could position himself between them.  

After putting on a condom Grayson hovers above you again, leaning on his elbows. ‘Are you sure you want to do this? We can wait, if you want. I would wait another ten years for you. I don’t want to just fuck, I want to make love to you.’

Your heart flutters at his words and you stroke his cheek. Oh, how you loved this boy. He smiled, but you could see that he was concerned. It was so obvious Grayson really cared about you. He never forced you into anything.

‘I’m ready, Gray. You’re the only one that I want to lose my virginity to. I want this.’ And after those words he places one last kiss on your mouth. He uses one hand to slowly guide the tip between your slicked folds.

At first you don’t think you can handle it and with closed eyes you gasp at the burning pain. He waits, letting you adjust to his size. He slightly strokes your cheek with his fingers.

Then he slid in more, going still very slowly until he was fully in. You feel yourself tighten up around him while he filled you all up. God, he was huge. You knew that the first time would hurt, but you didn’t know that it would hurt this bad. Grayson studies your face worriedly, his forehead frowned. He knew he was hurting you.

‘You okay? Do you want me to stop?’ Grayson asks caringly. You inhale deeply. ‘No no, it’s okay. Just be gentle…’ ‘I will, don’t worry,’ he says with a sweet voice. After some time the pain luckily starts fading away and you look at him. ‘I’m ready.’

Grayson nodded and he began thrusting into you, never taking his eyes from your face. He needed you to feel comfortable. But you felt more than comfortable; you felt amazing. The pain had slowly turned into glorious pleasure. He starts sucking your neck, trailing down to your collar bones.

You enjoyed every minute. It felt like your bodies were melting together, like your body belonged to his. You stroke a hand through Graysons fluffy hair while he kisses your lips again.

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‘Faster,’ you whisper into his mouth. Right after those words had left your mouth he starts picking up the speed, pumping faster. He still was very careful with every move he made, making sure he didn’t hurt you. He was worried you were too fragile for his size.

‘Grayson…’ you cried out his name. He had to know that he could let himself go, that he could enjoy it too. Everything felt so good; Graysons large hands touching your body, his hips pressed to yours, his husky breath in your neck.

You start clawing his muscular back with your fingernails, causing him to groan. ‘Good girl,’ he panted. You felt a heavenly sensation rushing through your stomach as Grayson grinded his hips harder to yours, pounding against your g-spot. You breathed heavily.

‘Oh, I’m close,’ you cry out. The sight of your closed eyes and bouncing breasts made Grayson slowly reaching his high, too. ‘Me too, baby. Look into my eyes when you cum,’ he demanded and you did as he said. Dirty talk made him ten times sexier.

After a minute you couldn’t hold on any longer. Loud moans escaped your mouth while arching your back. Every muscle in your body tensed as you reached your climax at the same time as Grayson reached his. He let out a long, deep moan, his body shuddering. His face was concentrated as he brought his pumps slowly to a stop to ride the orgasms as long as possible.

You couldn’t believe that someone could made you feel this good. Grayson pulled out and collapsed heavily breathing next to you. He stroked your belly as he pushed himself up with one elbow.

‘You alright?’ he asks. ‘I’m perfect. That was amazing,’ you say, turning on your side to kiss him passionately. ‘I’m glad. I love you so much,’ he murmured with a soft voice. Your lips curl into a big smile. ‘I love you, too.’

Summary: You’re sexually frustrated since you’re single again and your ex-boyfriend looks a lot like Ethan. He kind of REALLY turns you on, which leads to an unexpected night.

Requested: Yes!

Weeks had passed by since you and your ex-boyfriend had broken up. You guys had dated for a little longer than two years and since the day he had dumped you, you were heart broken.

You had loved him a lot and he really had meant something special to you, but unfortunately the spark had disappeared and it hadn’t been the same between you two anymore the last few months. From time to time you were still very sad but you tried to keep in mind that time healed almost everything.

To forget your despressed thoughts and feelings you started hanging out more with one of your best friends: Ethan Dolan. You were the same age (although he looked way older than you) and you guys had become best friends since you started dating your (now) ex-boyfriend: his brother, Grayson. Of course you didn’t like it that they were twins and spent most of their time together, but luckily they both had their own apartment so you almost never saw him.

Apart from the fact that you sometimes felt sad about the breakup, you also (and you hated to admit it) felt sexually frustrated. Sex with Grayson was more than great and his body was one of the things you also had been craving since you were single again. And knowing that Ethan looked a lot like Grayson didn’t really help either. But you tried to ignore your annoying hormones; the last thing that you wanted was ruining your friendship with Ethan. He made you feel better and you appreciated that.

You had been spending time with Ethan for the entire day. In the morning he had picked you up and you went to the beach. It was a beautiful day. Shirtless Ethan was a sight you didn’t want to miss - although it had kind of turned you on. Time flied by and before you knew it you had been staying there till late in the afternoon. After that you ate pizza at a local restaurant and now you were sitting in Ethan’s car, him driving to his house.

As the radio was playing loud music and the wind that came through the open window was playing with Ethan’s hair, you felt the sudden urge to grab his face and kiss him. When his strong fingers tighten the grip around the wheel, you have to look out of your window to hide your red cheeks. You can’t help but imagine how those hands would feel tracing your body or gripping your thighs. You immediately ignore that thought. How could you even think about that? For God’s sake, it was Ethan! You were disgusted with yourself. You didn’t want to do any of the stuff that was crossing your dirty mind right now… or did you?

When you arrive at Ethan’s apartment the sun had already set. Ethan opens the door and puts his car keys on the table. ‘So… Do you want to watch a movie or something?’ he asks. He stretches his back and arms and you notice his muscles tense underneath his tight shirt.

No. You didn’t want that. Or maybe you did want that, but it wasn´t a good idea. ‘Yeah, sure.’ The words had slipped your mouth before you could stop yourself. You hang your jacket up and throw yourself on the couch. ‘I’m ready,’ you smile and look at Ethan. He chuckles and shakes his head.

‘No Y-N… I meant upstairs.’ He plants his hands on the side of the couch, his head hovering above yours. ‘Oh. But I´m sooo tired. I don’t want to move. I can’t.’ You yawn and turn your body so that you get to lay on your belly, your face hidden between the pillows. Maybe you didn’t had those dirty thoughts if you didn’t see Ethan. Oh, who were you fooling?

Suddenly you feel two warm hands touching the skin just above your hips and Ethan quickly lifts you up like you didn’t weigh anything. ‘I guess I’ll have to carry you then.’ Ethan laughs and at first you think he’s joking, but before you know it he presses you against his chest and holds you like a baby in his big arms. ‘I guess you should,’ you say, cheeks pressed between Ethan’s shirt and arm.

It was almost completely dark in Ethan’s room, only a bit of light coming from the open window. It had already started to twilight. Your heart was pounding against your chest. Were you really the only one who was thinking more of this than just ‘carrying your friend’? The second he had entered the silent room the atmosphere had become very intimate.

His heavenly body scent and his soft breathing was turning you on and you couldn’t help it. Ethan slowly walks up to his bed and carefully puts you down, looking at you with big eyes. But instead of getting up he sets himself down next to you, his chin resting on his elbow that was placed next to your head. His presence so close next to you was making your nervous. His face was just a few inches removed from yours.

‘Ethan?’ you ask in a soft whisper. It didn’t felt right to speak out loud in this dark and silent room, afraid that this was all just a dream. ‘Hm?’ he murmurs, tucking your hair behind your ear. ‘There is no TV here,’ you say, trying to hold your giggle. ‘I know,’ he says, his face dead serious. You bite your lip. ‘So why did you brought me here, then?’ It is quiet for a moment, the silence filling up the tiny space that was still left between you.

You hope he couldn’t hear your heart beating like crazy. Instead of answering your question, he said something really unexpected. ‘Did I ever tell you how attractive I think you are?’ Ethan asks. ‘Ethan…’ you say slowly. Did he… like you? Or was this how every friend spent evenings together? In a dark room, almost laying on top of each other?

At first you hesitate, but his intentions were obviously clear. You lay a hand onto his cheek, feeling his pointy jaw against the inside of your hand. ‘Thank you,’ you respond almost inaudible, afraid that your voice would crack. You feel something tickle between your thighs when Ethan leans in and presses his lips hard against yours.

He puts his left hand on your neck, his long fingers slowly trailing down to your stomach and then to your thighs. He opens your lips and slides his tongue between them, deepening the kiss. His hand slowly crawls to your private area, only your jeans seperating from the place where your secretly wanted him the most. You try to stop him when he starts sucking your neck gently, but a loud gasp escapes from your mouth. Ethans lips curl into a proud smile.

You knew you shouldn’t be doing this. It just wasn’t right. Oh, but it felt so right… Every part from your body wanted him, but you were still convinced that this wasn’t a good idea. Ugh, you were so conflicted with yourself. ‘Ethan,’ you warn him when you feel him hardening against your thigh. ‘We shouldn´t do this,’ you whisper out of breath. Ethan pulls back. ‘Why not? Your body is telling me something else  Y/N, and you know it too,’ he grins seductively.

You chuckle. ‘I know. But it’s just… I don’t know. I don’t want to ruin our friendship. I love you, but as a friend.’ Ethan entwines your fingers with his, sqeezing gently. ‘I understand what you’re saying. But what if we just keep this by one time, and one time only? Only you and me have to know about this. It can be our little secret. It doesn’t have to mean anything.’

You sigh, feeling relieved that he thought about it the same way you did. ‘Alright. But only this once, E.’ ‘Sure. But only if you want, Y/N. I don’t want to push you into anything, you know that right? I’ll respect your decision.’ You nod. ‘You actually have no idea how much I want this right now.’ Ethan’s lips curl into a smile as he bites his lips. God, why was he so sexy? 

You undo yourself from your clothes quickly and so does Ethan. Then you get comfortable in his bed why he puts a condom on. ‘You sure this is okay?’ Ethan asks for the third time this night. ‘Yes, E. It’s totally fine,’ you reassure him with a smile. He settles himself between your legs and places himself at your entrance. His arms were resting on each side of you.

He kisses you one last time and then enters you slowly, still making sure you were comfortable. You suck in a deep breath as your walls widen around him. ‘Hold on. It’ll get better soon,’ Ethan says calmly. He was right. After some time the pain fades away and he starts slowly thrusting into you. You let out a soft whimper and squeeze your legs against his hips.

‘Oh shit. You feel so good, Y/N,’ Ethan whispers in your ear, causing you to get goose bumps on your arms. He starts picking up the speed and slams his hips hard against yours on a steady rythm. You moan softly as he burries his face into your neck, sometimes leaving a wet kiss on your shoulder. His hair tickles against your cheeks and you grab his scalp, trying to contain the pleasure. ‘Fuck…’ you desperately cry out. You look up to the ceiling as you throw your head back. God, how you had missed this amazing feeling.

‘Yeah, you like that, don’t you? I’m going to make you cum so hard,’ Ethan pants, his voice dripping of lust. Your hands trail down to his back, grabbing his shoulders and muscles. He lets out a loud groan as you scrape your nails up and down his strong and smooth back. You cry out embarrassing moans as you buck your hips upward.

‘Eth… Please,’ you whine when you feel yourself slowly reaching your orgasm. ‘I know, I know. Me too,’ Ethan responds breathlessly, lifting his face from your shoulder so your eyes meet. Your lips form an wide ‘o’ as a heavenly sensation spreads through your whole body, your legs and hands shaking. The orgasm wrecks your whole body as you feel Ethans member throbbing against your clit.

Ethan closes his eyes and frowns his eyebrows, a concentrating look on his face as he tries to hold his thrusts steady. The only sound is coming from Ethans hips and his member slamming into your core. The fact you were reaching your climax at the same time as Ethan was so erotic and you secretly loved it.

Ethan’s hair sticks to his forehead from sweating but it made him even more sexier than he already was. His thrusts get sloppier as he breaths unsteady into your neck. After he had slowly brought his movements to a stop he lowers his body on top of yours. You enjoy his naked skin against yours. When he lifts his face up you notice that his lips were all swollen and red; probably from biting them the whole time.

It takes a few minutes before you guys had get yourself together and Ethan props himself back onto his elbows. ‘Thank you,’ he says. ‘No, thank you,’ you chuckle. Ethan smiles and pulls out. He moves his body to the right so he gets to lay next to you, looking at you with a goofy smile. ‘So, what about that movie?’

Request: ‘‘Hey I really like the way you write so I had to ask you to write this,can you write an imagine where your playing the piano and singing “not about angels” by birdy because you thought Grayson would be home later but he catches you and decides to record and post it bc he loves it so much,so yeah just a lot of fluff~Serina❤️❤️😍😘please and thank you 😊 ‘‘

Word count: 1.327

We know full well there’s just time…
So is it wrong to toss this line?
If your heart was full of of love… could you give it up?

Your fingers were dancing on the keys of the piano as you softly sang the lyrics to one of your favourite songs: Not About Angels by Birdy. Today wasn’t the best day you had ever had and when you made music the worries on your mind just disappeared for a while. After singing a song or two you felt ten times better. You knew you weren’t a good singer, but that didn’t matter as long as you enjoyed singing, right? And most importantly; if there was no one watching or listening.

‘Cause what about, what about angels?
They will come, they will go, make us special
Oh oh oh oooh…
Don’t give me up

While you sing the rest of the lyrics and feel yourself getting more relaxed and more getting lost in the beauty of the song, you forget the world around you. When your boyfriend Grayson comes home, you don’t hear him entering the room and quickly grabbing his phone to record his beautiful girlfriend singing.  

It’s not about, not about angels,
Angels…

‘Y/N…’ you hear an admiring voice coming from behind you. Just when you’re about to play the last notes of the song, you let your hands drop on the keys, causing a loud noise that fills the entire apartment. A little scared you jump up and gasp when you turn around, seeing Grayson standing against the doorway.

‘That was so beautiful,’ he compliments you as he walks up to you. ‘Oh my god no, it wasn’t,’ you snap at him. Immediately you feel a bit guilty. After all, he was just trying to be nice.

‘How long have you been standing there?’ You fold your arms against your chest stubbornly when Grayson tries to hug you. Instead he puts his big hands on your shoulders, smiling at your annoyed face. ‘Long enough to discover that you can sing! Why didn’t you tell me?’ He looked so genuine. Was he really not lying?

When you refuse to look at him he cups your face, which causes your cheeks to heat up. ‘There is nothing to tell you. That was terrible,’ you mumble, still looking at his chest. Grayson chuckles. You try to keep your arms together but Grayson, of course, was much stronger than you and puts them to the sides without any effort.

He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you closer. You let out a deep sigh when your face gets pressed to his chest, secretly sniffing up his scent. As always he smelled heavenly, and it wasn’t even his deodorant. ‘I guess we have different opinions about that, baby. But the last thing I want to do is argue with you, okay?’

He pulls back and lifts your chin with his thumb, your eyes finally meeting his. He leans in and softly presses a chaste kiss on your lips. And finally you allow yourself to give in. You were the one being bitchy, not Grayson.

You grab his neck hungrily but Grayson pulls back, leaving you wanting more. ‘Are you hungry? We could get pancakes,’ he tries changing the subject, stroking a hand up and down your back. You both chuckle when you suddenly hear a growling noise coming from your stomach. ‘Well, I guess I am.’

~~~

After you had turned off the shower and had wrapped one of Grayson’s big towels around your body, you grab your brush out of your toilet bag and start combing your hair. When you’re almost done untangling the knots, you hear a familiar song coming from Grayson’s bedroom.

It was Not About Angels. But this time it wasn’t Birdy that was singing it, but someone else. And it actually sounded pretty good. It takes a while before you realize it was you and you feel the irritation coming back from earlier today.

You could almost hear your heart skip a beat. No way Grayson had recorded it! Blood starts rushing through your veins when you throw your brush on the ground and run to the bedroom.

When you walk in you see Grayson standing in the middle of the room, looking down at his phone with a big, goofy smile. He looked so proud. ‘Grayson! Did you record me singing?!’ you ask, your voice ten times louder than normal. Grayson’s smile grows bigger when he nods and shows you his screen. ‘And posted it,’ he says excited.

‘You did what?!’ you ask slowly, emphasizing each word. Didn’t he understand what he just did? Of course everyone was going to comment funny things on that video, leaving you with the urge to go move to another planet. For good.

‘Grayson…’ you whine when you walk up to him, trying to grab his phone out of his hand. But of course, Grayson was much more taller than you and he sticks his arm in the air so you can’t reach it. You try grabbing his biceps to lower his arm, but that also didn’t work. ‘Gray…’ you pout with your sweetest voice.

Grayson’s smiling face turns serious. ‘Baby… Don’t be mad at me. Look at all those sweet comments the fans are leaving on the video! They absolutely love it. Don’t talk yourself down. You can sing and I don’t understand why you deny that.’ You frown your eyebrows as he shows you the screen, scrolling through the comments.

You try to think of a good comeback, but he was right… Within a few seconds the comment section was filled with positive reactions and you couldn’t even notice one mean one. You bite your lip and look at him; he had a triumphant smile on his face. With a sigh you let your shoulders hang, ending your actions to take the phone from him.

‘Okay, maybe you’re right. If you really think it’s that good, just leave it then,’ you say, still not sure if it was a good idea. ‘Yes! God, you’re so stubborn Y/N,’ he laughs and puts his phone away. You roll your eyes but can’t help but grin a little.

‘Baby, have I ever lied to you? Do you really think I would post that video if I didn’t think that it was amazing?’ he asks. ‘No,’ you immediately respond. You didn’t even have to think about it; Grayson would never lie to you.

‘You’re my angel…’ he says with an amorous voice, obviously referring to the song. Before you know it, Grayson pulls you against his body, sending electric shocks down your spine. He cups your face and puts his lips onto yours.

You gasp surprised and Grayson takes this as a chance to quickly slide his tongue between your dry lips. You pull him closer to deepen the kiss, wanting to taste all of him.

He then kisses both of your cheeks and starts slowly trailing down to your neck and naked shoulders, leaving wet kisses there. With a quick movement he lowers the towel and throws it on the bed, leaving you butt ass naked. ‘Grayson,’ you object as you try to cover yourself, but he runs his lips down your breasts and squeezes your butt.

The rest of your sentence gets stuck in your throat when you let out a soft whimper. You feel Grayson smirking against your stomach and your shaky hands grab his scalp, trying to find a hold on since your legs felt like jelly.

Grayson gets down on his knees and puts his warm hands on your thighs, pressing a sweet kiss on your left hip. Your whole body was on fire and you didn’t want him to stop, despite your objection. ‘You’re my angel,’ he repeats whispering. Grayson puts his chin on your stomach and looks up to your face, meeting your eyes. ‘And I’m going to show you heaven.’

Request: ‘’Can you make an imagine? G or E being a tattoo artist and while tattooing you he slowly falls in love with you? You describe everything so well and I just 😫😍‘‘

Response: Thank you so much :) I had a really cute idea for this one, so I hope you like how it turned out! Btw sorry for the lack of Ethan imagines, I don’t get a lot of requests for him and most people like my Grayson ones better. Buuut I have an imagine for E coming up! xx (Y/F/N = your friends name)

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

‘Come on Y/F/N, we really have to go now… This is getting out of hand,’ you say to your best friend. She leans onto you with her whole weight, almost causing you to fall. She was obviously very tipsy. ‘Noooo! I want to stay! Please, Y/N,’ she whines, but you had to be the mother-figure now. ‘No babe, I have a curfew. And so do you. I think your parents won’t like it when they see you like this,’ you chuckle. You put your arm around your friend’s waist to support her while you walk back to your car together.

You help her get in and put the seatbelt on, since she was too drunk to even open the porter. Or she was acting like she was, you didn’t really know. You also get in the car and start driving back to her house to drop her off.

You had decided to go out to a party since the first time in weeks. You weren’t really the type of girl to party every weekend, but now and then you did go out and if you were with your best friend, it was really fun. So, you didn’t regret it, but when Y/F/N was beginning to act drunk, you knew it was time to go.

‘Y/N,’ Y/F/N says suddenly. ‘I want to get a tattoo!’ You blink your eyes. ‘What?! Like, right now, you mean?’ you ask, looking at her. Her eyes were wide and she looked really exciting. ‘Yeah, come on! I heard there is a new tattoo shop around here somewhere. We should really get a tattoo.’ ‘What do you mean, ‘’we’’? I don’t need a tattoo! Besides, you are way too drunk. You’re going to regret it when you’re sober,’ you smirk. Your friend had some weird ideas sometimes.

‘Nahh, I won’t! I have wanted a tattoo for quite a while now. By the way, you only live once, right?’ She pokes you with her elbow, trying to encourage you. You sigh and can’t help but smiling. ‘Okay then, if you say so…’

You try to push the door open while you carefully held Y/F/N by her arm. You walk into the shop, but it’s complete empty. ‘I don’t think there’s anyone,’ you say, looking at your friend. ‘Sure there is. Hello?!’ she yells. ‘Sshh!’ you hush her, feeling a bit embarrassed. ‘Hello?’ you hear a soothing voice coming from behind you. You turn around to see a very tall, muscular guy. Not to mention a very handsome one, too.

He was wearing a plain white shirt, some jeans and in his ear a dangly earring. He had beautiful brown eyes, but his hair was the thing what attracted you the most. It was messy and fluffy, with blond highlights. You just wanted to stroke it. You assume he was the tattoo-artist since he got a few small tattoos on his arms.

‘Eh, hi there. We wanted – or actually she – wanted a tattoo,’ you say, stumbling over your words. Your friend raises her hand to greet him and giggles. ‘Yeah, sure. Just follow me,’ the guys says kindly. Your friend and you follow him and you can’t help but notice his delicious scent and his large, muscular back. Your friend whistles, causing him to grin. ‘Eh, sorry… She isn’t totally sober, so… yeah,’ you apologize and give your friend a warning look. The guy gives you a sweet smile, showing his white teeth. ‘That’s not a problem. Take a seat please. I’ll get my stuff and then we can get started.’ He looks at you and your friend and then walks back, disappearing into another room.

You help your friend to sit her down in the deckchair. ‘Behave yourself,’ you say, but she only giggles. ‘He is cute, right?’ she asks, a little too loud. You feel your cheeks heating up. ‘Yes, he is.’

‘There you go, all done,’ the guys says after about twenty minutes. ‘Wow! Thank you so much! You’re amazing,’ Y/F/N smiles at him, trying to be flirty. Normally she was really good at that, but the guy didn’t really pay attention to her flirty comments. He wasn’t being mean or anything, but it was quite obvious that he wasn’t into her. The guys strokes a hand through his hair. ‘Well… Thank you. I’m glad you like it.’ He helps your friend getting up from the chair by holding her hands. For some reason this really turned you on because his tensed muscles became clearly visible.

‘So, next one?’ he asks, looking at you with raised eyebrows. ‘What? Me? No thanks, I’m good,’ you protest, chuckling. ‘Oh come on, Y/N! You always tell me that you want that flower-thing on your wrist! This is your chance,’ Y/F/N says. The guys laughs. ‘Yeah, come on. You have to do something spontaneously at least once in your life.’ You’re weren’t sure, but Y/F/N was right… ‘Okay then, why not? You only live once, right?’ you say, looking at your friend. She claps her hands in excitement. ‘Yay!’

You sit on the chair while the guys shoots closer to you. ‘So, what’s that flower-thing that your friend meant?’ he asks with a sweet smile. God, he was even more beautiful from up close. You grab your phone out of your pocket and show him the picture. He grabs your hand that’s holding the phone so he could have a better look. Your hand almost drowns in his. It was so big and warm.

‘Hm, I see… That’s not too hard, I think,’ he says. ‘So, just lay your arm on here…’ The guy gently raises your arm and puts it onto the handrail. His stroking fingers against your skin causes you to get goose bumps. You hope he didn’t see it. When he has all of his stuff he starts on the tattoo with a concentrating and confident look on his face.

‘So, what’s your name?’ the guys asks curiously, a few minutes later. ‘Y/N,’ you answer. ‘What’s yours?’ ‘That’s a lovely name,’ he compliments you. ‘My name is Grayson.’ Grayson looks up with a crooked smile, making your heart pound ten times faster. You don’t know what to say. Or do. You were just speechless by his beautiful face.

‘I assume this is your first one?’ Grayson asks. ‘Yeah it is, actually. Don’t know how you guessed that.’ You guys laugh but he immediately puts a soft hand onto your arm, causing you to gasp quietly. ‘You have to lay still, though. Otherwise I’ll ruin it.’ You smile at his cuteness - and his hand that he doesn’t remove from your arm. 

He starts asking you all types of questions, simply because he wanted to know you better. Sometimes he looked up, but most of the time his eyes were focused on your arm, nodding or smiling when you said something. If it was true that you could fall in love at first sight, then that was what had happened to you.

Everything about his face was cute. His eyelashes, his eyebrows, his nose, his pink lips - that he licked very often. Sometimes he bit them out of concentration. He used one hand to make the tattoo, while his other one was touching the skin just above your wrist. Sometimes he stroked your arm with his thumb. You didn’t know why he did that; maybe it was just a habit. Or maybe it meant something else. 

‘I don’t know if I can ask this, but do you have a boyfriend?’ Grayson asks, not looking up. His cheeks get a little red. ‘Eh, no, I don’t.’ You exchange a meaningful look. ‘You don’t?’ he asks confused. You smile. ‘Is that so weird?’ Grayson chuckles and shakes his head. ‘No, it surprises me, to be honest.’

When he’s almost done, you realize you were falling in love with him. He was kind, funny, and looked just like a model. What more could you ask? Grayson pulls back, looking at the result. ‘Well, I think I’m done here,’ he says. You were actually kind of sad he was done. If it was up to you, he could go on forever. His warm touch on your arm was very pleasing, to say the least.

You look at his creation. It was absolutely beautiful. It exactly looked like the picture! No, even better. ‘Oh my gosh!’ you say happily. ‘This looks amazing, thank you.’ He bites his lips, looking at you with a big smile. ‘Thank you. I was happy to do it.’

He grabs your hands to help you get up. You place your feet on the ground, suddenly standing really close to Grayson. He looks at you intensely, almost as if he wanted to kiss you. You quickly take a step back. ‘Eh, so, how much costs it?’ you ask. Y/F/N had already gotten her wallet out of her bag.

‘No, it’s fine. These ones are on me, since they’re your first ones,’ he responds. ‘Are you serious?’ Your friend asks as her eyes grow wide. Your mouth drops open and you want to protest, but Grayson holds up a hand. ‘Really, it’s okay.’ ‘Wow… Thanks.’ you say gratefully, not believing that he meant that.

‘I really have to go to the toilet,’ your friend says. ‘Sure. Just walk up the stairs, it’s on your left,’ Grayson says while he points to the stairs. ‘Be right back,’ your friend says with a wink, trotting towards the stairs. Suddenly she had no trouble climbing up the stairs. ‘Sooo…’ you say, playing with your fingers. ‘Again, it’s really kind of you. But are you sure you don’t want us to pay? It isn’t a problem at all. I don’t want to feel guilty, like I just stole something,’ you say with a quiet laugh, looking up to him.

‘Don’t worry about it. But, if you do feel so bad, you can make it up to me,’ he says, taking a step closer to you. You could see the dark dots in his eyes and smell his shampoo. ‘How?’ you ask with a soft voice. ‘By going on a date with me,’ he whispers, giving you an intense look. You could tell he wanted to kiss you. ‘Yes. I’d love that.’ You felt happier than ever and were glad how this night had ended.

OMG, it’s been at least 1,5-2 years since I’ve been active on this account… it’s almost nostalgic to read my own fanfics. 😂 I have sooo many messages, I promise I will read all of them and answer them tonight. Can’t wait!

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