just a thought:
this is grayson filming a video with ethan and his girl best friend. they are doing some ridiculous cooking video and she can be seen in the back doing a little dance and singing into a fake microphone that happened to be a spatula - the red one she always insists to use when she stays over and cooks for them.
“woahhhh i never meant to brag, but i got him where i want him now-“ she’s singing all out of tune and silly, pointing to nowhere in particular with her eyes closed and singing through a smile. so blissed out and happy. so goddamn happy to be there with her favorite boys.
“copyright!” ethan cuts her off, yanking at her fake microphone and wheezing when she trips for no reason, covering her heart in mock pain.
“you hurt me, e. you really hurt me,” she teases, wiping away fake tears and giving a little sniffle for dramatic effect. but she continues dancing to her own little tune she hums under her breath, no actual words come out, just noises and giggles.
grayson is watching the scene play out in the view finder, watching her giggle and slap at ethans arm playfully- tugging her shirt down where it had tugged up and revealed the skin of her tummy along with that little butterfly tattoo he’s convinced her to get one crazy night when they got back from an amazing day at the beach - a butterfly had landed on her shoulder, surely a sign of good luck. he’d convinced her she had to get the tattoo, remember the day forever and honor it “properly.” she had caved naturally due to his puppy dog eyes she could never say no to. it was little, but it meant so much.
he’s so god damn in love with her. so just unbelieably in love with the bright beautiful human dancing around his kitchen. he doesn’t even care that he’s the only one cooking at this point, cutting up some vegetables and dropping them into a pan. he was worried if he kept watching her he’d 1. lose his mind or 2. cut his finger off. but he couldn’t tear his eyes away - not until she caught him watching from the corner of her eye - her own gaze meeting his in the view finder, his adorable little smile aimed right at her. jesus the things he did to her.
he forces his eyes down, that same smile now focused on the vegetables simmering in the pan. he couldn’t be too obvious. little does he knows it’s too late and the moment would be saved forever.
she finds herself going back to that video months later when she’s curled up in his arms, finally settled into him like she should have been all along. how could she not see it? not see the way he’d looked at her? his fingers combed through her hair absentmindedly - he’s blushing at his own simp like behavior, trying to turn off the video before it gets too much to handle, but stops when he finds her own eyes watching him throughout the video - her own love struck smile on her face.
“oh so i wasn’t the only one being a creep,” he laughs, nudging her with an knowing grin.
“shut up, i wasn’t being creepy you’re just annoyingly handsome all the time,” she mumbles, shimmying down deeper into the sea of blankets they’re covered with. she’s hiding her face behind her favorite fuzzy black blanket, one he’s gotten her for all the nights she stays over and insists it’s “too cold.” granted that’s blanket had been replaced with his body soon after that - but it still made her happy to snuggle with.
“mhmm and you’re annoyingly pretty...guess we’re even,” he smiled down at her, tilting her chin up to place a tender kiss right on her lips, leaning back to peck a few on her cheeks and nose. he was always so affectionate with her.
watching the rest of the video, she wondered for a minute what her life would be like if she’d never leaned in to kiss him that one night at the beach, the sun sinking below the horizon, his cute rambling about a sea turtle he’s found earlier being the only sound besides the crashing waves. they sat together in the sand, watching the waves race up the shore to touch at their feet. he’d been caught by complete surprise, convinced you’re flirting and frequent touching had been a figment imagination. but he’d dove into the kiss headfirst within a second, sighing in content as he realized it hadn’t all been in his head. the rest was history.
he couldn’t imagine not being this in love with her for the rest of his life. it showed in every way, even from the beginning. cheesy as it was, it was true.
Morgan it is illegal for you to have me this soft for Grayson Dolan on this here Tuesday morning
asjdkdjskwnoeekm 😫🥺
fuck i’m soft again for this 🥺🥺
