What is the moment you think the twins would be like yes thatβs the girl iβm going to marry ?
AH I WAS JUST GONNA ANSWER THIS POINT BLANK BUT BECAUSE ITβS THE FESTIVE SZN I WANTED TO ADD LIL BLURBSΒ
these are also absolute trash i wrote them hurriedly okay donβt come for me
Itβs the first time heβs brought you to New Jersey for a holiday, and he isnβt nervous. Of course he isnβt, he knows your aura is overflowing with warmth and invitation and that his cousins are going to be crawling on you like youβre some sort of human tree.
But youβre nervous. God, Grayson can see it in the way your leg bounced at the speed of light all through the flight there. Youβve bitten your nails down to the nub and chomped through a whole packet of gum. You asked three times if your skirt was too short. (It wasnβt.) Grayson gets it; the first time he visited your family he hardly choked back nausea.Β
But he knows you. Knows you like the back of his hand, and knows thereβs nothing to fear, not on this holiday, and grins to himself when his aunt immediately envelopes you in a bear hug that rivals his own.Β
Dinnerβs fantasticβheβd be an idiot to assume it wouldnβt be when Grandma Bernadetteβs wearing an apron. And you fit right in. Grayson hardly had room to fit in a word with everyone bombarding you with questions. And they arenβt the grilling kind of questions, Grayson can tell people are genuinely bewitched by your dazzling personality.Β
He isnβt surprised. Grayson knows it best.
He sees from the corner of his eye that youβve got your hands full. No, really, youβre fisting forkfuls of potatoes with one and holding hands with his little cousin with the other. Grayson gets that funny feeling in his stomach heβs all too familiar with.
But it isnβt until later when youβre the only one whoβs offered to scrub down the whole kitchen with Lisa; the boys haveΒ taken the easy route and ushered their little cousins into Ethanβs old room and opted to take a nap. Itβs when he wakes up a few hours later and waddles on down to the kitchen to find you and Lisa with tears in your eyes, wine glasses in hands, settled at the counter giggling about god knows what. He hasnβt seen his mom laugh that hard in a really, really long time.Β
Grayson wonders if they have any Black Friday sales for wedding rings.Β
βUgh!β Lisa cries from the kitchen.Β
Ethan thinks this canβt be good.
βEthan!β she screams.
Ethan knows this canβt be good.Β
With hurrying feet he dashes into the kitchen, sliding on the wood floorsΒ on his socks.Β βYeah, mom?β
βEthan, go to the store and get more crescent rolls. I just burnt the god damn rolls!β she yells, fisting her hair into shaky hands.Β
βWhat doesΒ βgod damnβ mean?β his cousin asks, tugging on Lisaβs sweater.
Ethan thinks his mom might cry.
βOn it, mom,β he promises, leaning in and kissing the crown of her head. He scoops up his cousin, carries the giggling boy back to the living room and dips him into Graysonβs lap, and pulls you off the couch.
Ignorant to your grumbles and the fact heβs just completely interrupted your conversation with Sean, he drags you to the wrangler and hops in the driverβs seat.Β βLisaβs gonna have a meltdown if we donβt get these damn crescent rolls,β is all he says.
You pout.Β βYour mom stressed? I should have helped in the kitchen or-β
βNo, baby youβre good. But youβre going to help me get her back up.β
At least, thatβs how it was supposed to go.Β
However, twenty minutes later youβre lying on opposite ends of aisle 9 rolling cylinders of dough back and forth, laughing your asses off.Β
βEthan,β you shout through giggles.Β βEthan, itβs going to hit a bump and exp-β
You canβt finish your sentence because, just as you said, the can hit the edge of a rack and popped loudly, the dough bursting from its seams.
Now you and Ethan are laying on the ground with tears streaming down your faces.Β
Only a minute later is a worker chasing you two out of the store, chastising you for your childish behavior, and you two can hardly flee from the scene your ribs hurt so bad.
Ethan and you have to stop at another store and fetch another container, and youβre a little late to Thanksgiving, but Lisa nor anyone else has the heart to be upset, not when your cheeks are stained with tears and flushed so red, not when you guys are begging to share the story.Β
Youβre going around the table and sharing what everyoneβs most thankful for. Poppy John says heβs most thankful for oven roasted turkey, Grandma Bernadette (begrudgingly) says sheβs most thankful for Poppy John, Lisaβs thankful for safe travels and good company, Cameron says sheβs most thankful sheβs going to get some peace and quiet once the boys head back home.
βEthan? What are you most thankful for,β Grandma Adrienne asks.
Thoughtlessly, he blurts, βThat Iβm going to be childish stuff with (Y/N) for the rest of my life,β his words so fast they tumble from his lips.Β
Everyone drops their fork and stares at Ethan with dropped jaws. Ethan looks just as surprised as you.Β βI, I um,β he stutters, cheeks a furious red.Β
βMe too!β you giggle, desperate to ease the mood.Β βI donβt think Iβve ever ran faster in my life, I-β
Ethan realizes he wants you to keep covering for him forever. A part of him thinks heβs always known that.
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