All Yours (Grayson Dolan Fanfic)
A/N: I’m so sorry I can’t really tell what this is anymore I just. Needed to finish it. This is absolutely way too long and prolly bad but here you go :)
Basically it’s just Grayson getting super duper jealous and paranoid of how close his girlfriend and Ethan are
Hope everyone’s doing well. Love you guys <3
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“E you’re literally kidding me right now.”
“Bro it’s literally true you’ve been here the entire time you have EVIDENCE!”
“OH MY GOD ETHAN your life was not going to shit because of mercury being in retrograde! That makes no fucking sense!”
“HOW can you say that-“
“Do you know what retrograde even IS?”
“Y/N y-“
“Shut the fuck up im trying to educate you. ‘Mercury being in rEtRoGrAdE’ is just us seeing mercury’s orbit from EARTH-“
“Dude-“
“LISTEN YOU DUMBASS it’s SCIENCE we’re just OBSERVING another orbit while we are ALSO orbiting around the SAME THING-“
“BRO I-“
“Grayson tell him he’s a fucking idiot!”
“HOE he’s literally the one who found the store to buy us those stones!”
She whipped her head around in shock with a slight undertone of disgust. “GRAYSON!”
Grayson looked up from his phone. “Do not drag me into this.”
“Grayson you fucking dUMBASS-“
“Baby-“
“PLEASE tell me it was a joke. You were just committing to the joke.”
He went back to his phone.
“GRAYSON PLEASE-“
“Y/N THERE’S NO OTHER EXPLANATION FOR HOW SHITTY THIS WEEK HAS BEEN-“ Ethan exclaimed.
“Oh I’m gonna-“ she jumped off the couch and lunged towards him, ready to pounce, but Grayson grabbed her waist to hold her back.
“Honey you have got to chill.”
“It is not my fault that Ethan can’t understand BASIC TENTH GRADE SCIENCE-“
“JOKE’S ON YOU I NEVER WENT TO TENTH GRADE-“
“You FUCKER-“
“BABE CALM THE FUCK DOWN!” He yanked her back, and she fell back on top of his chest.
“Can’t you open your mind for one second Y/N-“
“E stop instigating her!” He said, trying to keep a growling Y/N locked in his arms.
“It’s a COINCIDENCE! It’s a scientific phenomenon that happens with lots of satellites in space but has no relation to Earth or us whatsoever and has NOTHING TO DO with your SHITTY WEEK ETHAN! You are just incredibly unlucky!”
“Okay babe you’re actually scaring me maybe turn the rage down a bit?” Gray asked, trying for a soothing tone.
“And you on the other hand! Are you stupid? Are you literally stupid Grayson-“
“BABY-“
She bent down and bit on his arm and he yelped , letting go more out of surprise than in pain.
“Y/N WHAT THE FUCK?” He rubbed his arm and pouted at her.
“Everyone who lives here is a FUCKING IDIOT!” She yelled, storming out of living room and into the kitchen.
A few seconds pass.
...
“You’re not really mad though, right?” Ethan said quietly after clearing his throat.
Y/N walked back into the living room, now holding a bag of potato chips. “Nah, I’m just bored and wanted to argue.”
She plopped herself onto the couch next to Ethan and smiled at him, and he rolled his eyes, but it got a laugh out of Grayson.
“So we cool?” Ethan eyed her warily.
“Of course,” she laughed, then pecked him on the cheek. “I just thrive on dysfunction.” She popped a chip into her mouth.
“Yea she’s right about that..” Gray mumbled from his seat, still staring at his phone.
“Shut up, asshole.”
“Bitchass.”
She laughed. “I love you.”
“Love you too.”
“So you do think our shitty week was because of mercury being in retrograde.”
Her laughter stopped when she turned around to look at Ethan. She blinked. “You’re kidding, right?”
“What? You just said-“
“Yea because I thought you were joking-“
“What? I wasn’t-“
“Oh my god don’t get me started-“
“LETS JUST WATCH THE MOVIE!” Grayson shouted, throwing his phone onto the counter.
Y/N snorted. “Jeez, Gray, it’s like you want us to stop fighting.”
“Yea, no doubt this is definitely turning you on right now.” Ethan wiggled his eyebrows, and Y/N spat from laughing so hard as she doubled over.
“EW what the F-” Gray screamed.
“It’s okay, you can be honest with us. It’s not your fault you’re into weird shit.” Y/N howled from laughter.
Grayson rolled his eyes. “Of course you two only stop fighting if it’s to make fun of me. I see how it is-“
“Bubba stop wallowing and start the movie!” Y/N threw a pillow at him, and it landed smack in his face.
“Nice shot.” Ethan remarked.
“Thank you, good sir.” She gave him a high five.
“God, this is one of those times I wish you guys weren’t friends first.” Grayson groaned, grabbing the remote and turning the TV on.
“Hey man, the one time I make a friend on my own and she ends up being your girlfriend. Sounds like a pretty good deal to me, dude-“
“Don’t start with this shit again, E-“
“I mean I basically got you your girlfriend, you technically owe me bro-“
“Shut the fuck up E!”
“Excuse me,” Y/N interjected, shoving Ethan’s shoulder. “You didn’t do shit, okay? I honestly probably just got unlucky and ended up meeting you first instead of Grayson.” She smirked.
“Wow, okay, first of all, fuck you-“
“I'M PUTTING THE MOVIE ON!” Grayson shouted.
“Damn, baby, what’s got you in a bad mood today?” Y/N giggled, and Ethan snickered along with her. They constantly got into tiny fights about nothing just for fun, and it was what made their friendship so interesting. But they knew when to stop fooling around, and it seemed like now was one of those times.
Gray sighed. “Nothinggg, I’m just tired.” It wasn’t nothing, but he was tired. He kicked his feet up into the sofa and leaned back against the pillow. Ethan has already draped the big fuzzy blanket over him and Y/N.
“Baby..” Grayson whined. “Come over here. I wanna cuddle.”
“But it’s so faaar..” Y/N groaned. “And I’m already so cozy.” She smiled at him sweetly.
Grayson couldn’t help but feel warm and fuzzy from the look she gave him, but he was still disappointed. He slumped his shoulders and turned back towards the screen. “Whatever..”
“Aww, Baby, don’t be like that, then you’ll make me feel bad.”
“Jesus you guys are adorably disgusting.” Ethan cringed at you both, and Grayson groaned.
“Why, thank you, kind sir.” Y/N said, grabbing the blanket away from Ethan then scurrying over to Graysons sofa, making his eyes light up.
“Hey! I was using that.” Ethan grumbled.
“Sorry, it’s needed for cuddles which is more important than your lonely ass.”
“Why are you so mean to me?”
“Because you always forgive me right afterwards.” She gave him a cheeky grin, and he scoffed at her.
She turned to Grayson. “Okay, scooch over, you attention whore.”
“Hey-“
“I looove you.”
Grayson rolled his eyes. “You’re lucky I love you too.” He shimmied over, letting Y/N crawl over him so she could nestle up close into his chest. Grayson then threw the blanket over both of them. She laid her head in the crook of his neck, and pressed a kiss there.
“You’re not mad, right?”
He looked down at her, wary. A little, he thought. “No.. why?”
“Dunno..” she shrugged. “Just feels like you are.”
“Well, I’m not.” He said, not with much enthusiasm. He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
“Would you two stop whispering and start the movie already?” Ethan said, putting his feet up onto the counter.
“Yeah, yeah, okay.” Gray reaches for the remote, and started the movie.
...
“There’s no way!”
Grayson groaned, finally waking up to the sound of chattering voices and giggling.
“He’d never do that.” He heard Y/N’s voice say.
He grumbled, rubbing his eyes, but then noticed that he couldn’t feel the weight of Y/N on top of him. He cracked his eyes open and found her missing from his arms. He then turned to find her sitting back over on the couch, next to Ethan.
“You don’t give him enough credit.” Ethan said, grinning.
“I’m not saying I blame him! It makes sense that he wouldn’t.”
He couldn’t explain it, but Grayson felt some sort of anger bubbling in his chest. Why did it seem like every moment he got with Y/N was being stolen? Was he no longer able to just fall asleep with his girlfriend in his arms? Did Ethan always have to be the one he saw instead?
“What’re you two girls giggling about?” He growled, throwing the blanket off of him as he sat up.
“Look who finally decided to wake up.” Y/N said, turning away from E to face him.
Grayson sighed. He couldn’t beat around the bush anymore, so he asked the obvious question. “Whatre you doing over there, baby?”
“Well, you fell asleep halfway through the movie. And you just looked so cute... I didn’t wanna wake you up.” She smiled at him, that familiar twinkle in her eye.
Gray tilted his head at her, unsure what to make of it. How did she always end up doing something sweet so he couldn’t stay mad at her?
“What are you guys talking about?” He asked again.
“Y/N was just telling me about this sex position you won’t try.” He snorted.
Grayson closed his eyes. “Please, dear god, tell me he’s joking.” He opened them again and looked at her.
She laughed, getting up and seating herself down next to him. “He’s joking, bub.” She gave him a side glance. “We were actually just talking about whether or not you’d give up your work for me.”
Grayson blinked, then turned to Ethan. “Are you trying to make me lose my girlfriend?”
He laughed. “No, we were just talking about the podcast and stuff, and she said how she’s never seen you as happy as you are doing that kind of stuff with anything else. To which I said, you’d give it all up in a second for her.”
“Okay I’m not confirming or denying anything-“ Grayson pressed a hand to Y/N’s cheek, “-I love you,-“ he added, getting a smile from her, “but I don’t feel like you’re in a position where you can make that kind of comment while I am unconscious and unable to defend myself.” He directed back at Ethan.
“Baby, relax.” Y/N took his hand from her cheek and pressed a kiss against his palm. “We were just talking. I just said that there’s no way you’d just give up on all of this. On everything. And that makes SENSE.” She said to Ethan. “No relationship should demand that you give up anything that important to you.”
“Right but I’m just saying-“
“Ethan maybe just shut up.” Gray interjected. “Just a little. Just shut up.”
Y/N laughed again. She cupped Grayson’s cheeks, turning his face towards hers, and pressed a quick kiss against his lips. “Sorry, Baby. Didn’t mean to make you all flustered right after you woke up.” She giggled.
Grayson sighed, but smiled. “Sometimes I wonder if you’re worth all this embarrassment.”
“No, you don’t.”
“Yea, you’re right. I don’t.” He grinned.
“Okay, it’s getting too cute again. I’m going to bed before I puke.” Ethan got up, making a gagging gesture with his finger. “Gnight.”
“Night, E.” Y/N said, laughing as he walked out of the room.
“God, I thought he’d never leave.” Grayson pulled Y/N into his arms and kissed her face all over.
She giggled, pushing his face away. “What are you talking about? You literally just woke up.”
“And I was expecting to wake up to my girlfriends pretty face, not his nasty one.” He snuggled his nose into her cheek as she rolled her eyes.
“What’re you talking about.”
“I’m just saying that I don’t mind it when he’s not here to steal you away.”
“Steal me?” She finally got his face off of her and she looked at him, crossing her arms. “the hell is that supposed to mean?”
He gave her a mixture of a sigh and a laugh. “Nothing, babe.”
“Grayson.”
“Yes, Baby.” He pushed her hair back behind her shoulders.
She swatted his hands away. “What is that supposed to mean?”
He shrugged. “I’m just saying that when I fall asleep with my girlfriend in my arms, it isn’t the best feeling waking up to see her giggling with my brother.”
She sat up abruptly, almost knocking him in the face in the process. “What?”
“Nothingggg, never mind.”
“Grayson-“
“I love you,” he said.
“Ok we can’t keep saying that to avoid stuff!” She jabbed at him.
“I’m not avoiding anything, baby girl.” He wrapped his arms around her and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
Y/N hesitated. “Bub...”
“Mmm.” He bent down and pressed a kiss to her lips. She held him there, as if she was testing him for something. But she couldn’t seem to figure out what.
They broke apart, and Grayson sighed against her lips.
“I hate that E had to meet you first.”
“Why?” She pulled away just enough to see his eyes.
“Because-“ he stopped, and breathed out. “Because I didn’t get to have you for as long as I could have.” He decided to say that instead, while pressing his forehead against hers.
“You have me now.” She said.
He smiled. “Yea...” he pulled back from her, a wistful sort of look in his eye.
Do I, though? He thought.
Grayson shook his head, then laid back on the couch, putting his arms back behind his head as he breathed out. He felt Y/N weigh down on his chest, propping herself up on her elbows as she looked down at him. She stayed like that for a while, watching him breathe and stare at the ceiling. He wanted to know what was running through her head, but he kept his eyes closed, knowing that if he did look at her he’d feel jealous all over again.
He hated the very idea of him being jealous in the first place. It was icky and weird, and quite frankly disgusting. What was he supposed to be jealous of?
Ethan.
He pushed that thought way, just thinking about it making him queasy. What the fuck was he thinking? How could he be jealous of Ethan when Y/N was his girlfriend? Sure, they were friends first, and yes that pissed him off to no end, but that’s all it was. They were just friends.
Right?
No.
Grayson brought his hands up to his eyes, somehow trying to rub the thoughts out of his head. He let out a loud sigh.
Why did she have to be like this? It’s not like he had a problem with her being close with Ethan. He loved that, and he always wanted his partner to have a good relationship with his brother. Ethan was super important to him, and he wanted both his love and his brother to be in his life. And that’s what he got, so he should be lucky right? He should be happy at the thought that the three of them could just hang out and things wouldn’t be weird.
Yes it would.
No it wouldn’t.
They spend too much time together.
No they don’t.
She probably wants to be with him instea-
“Woah- okay.” Grayson mumbled, opening his eyes fast to pull himself out of his spiral. That went too far way too fast. He peered up at the ceiling, trying to concentrate on the blank white colour and clear his thoughts.
He felt Y/N shift on his chest, probably in response to his small outburst, and he prayed that she wouldn’t say anything. He waited a second.
Two.
Three.
She didn’t make a sound, aside from her soft breath. He relaxed.
This is Y/N. his girlfriend. The girl he loved, and the girl he was quite sure loved him the same way. Nobody else. Just him.
You sure?
“Fuck!”
“Baby, are you okay?” She finally said now, pushing herself up off of his chest gently to look at him with furrowed eyebrows.
“Yea, princess. I’m fine. Just.. a headache.”
She titled her head at him, a worried look in her eye. “You sure?”
You sure?
“YES!” He said a little too loudly, making her jump a little. “Yes, I’m sure.”
She peered at him with a look of unease, but she dropped it. He seemed tired, and she didn’t want to push him. However, she could tell there was something running through his mind, and it was bothering him.
His face looked pale for the first time, and it freaked her out. His eyebrows were all furrowed, and he just felt dark and unsettling.
“What’re you thinking about, bub?” She finally said, unable to keep wondering.
Grayson coughed. What was he to say?
“...You.” He finally decided with, trying for a playful smile, but his eyes still seemed tired. Uneasy.
“Is that so?” She laid down, bringing her arms down flat on his chest and resting her chin above them. “What about me?”
“Just you.” He brought a hand up to brush a hair out of her face, and this time she let him. “Your pretty face.”
Just for me.
“Right.”
“And your sparkling eyes.”
For no one else.
“Mhm.”
“And your stupid little smile that literally makes me want to squeal like a little school girl.” He said now, a little frustrated, but making him realize once more that this was still Y/N. the girl he had fallen for, and loved with everything he had.
“Aw, I make you squeal like a little girl?”
“Constantly.”
“That may be the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
“Shut up.”
They both breathed out, their anxious sighs mingling with one another.
Grayson felt Y/N drag her finger across his chest, stopping abruptly right before touching his hand.
She knows.
Knows what?
Knows that you don’t trust her.
He took her hand in his, grabbing it tightly and pressing it against his chest.
I do trust you.
I do.
It was like he could feel her smiling against his chest, and suddenly he relaxed once more. He rubbed her palm with his thumb, glad he could find something to focus on. It was as if she felt the same way, because he felt her place her head down against his chest. He closed his eyes once more, lining his breath up with her soft breath. His other hand found its way to her lower back, now gently rubbing up and down, the way he did whenever she couldn’t fall asleep.
Just fall asleep.
...
“Shit.”
Grayson stirred from his sleep, awoken by the sound of Y/N’s quiet voice.
“Mmmbaby, s’that y-?” He went to sleepily grab Y/N’s waist, but sort of shook himself awake when his arms landed flat against his waist.
He wanted to yell. “God, again with this shit?” He grumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” Her voice made him pull his arms away, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness. He finally recognized his girlfriend’s shape standing next to the sofa. He then saw the spilled water at her feet.
“What are you...” he glanced back up at her, and she ran a hand through her hair.
“I got thirsty. Didn’t wanna wake you...” She sighed. “But I couldn’t see in the dark, and I knocked into the stupid coffee table and spilled it all.” She rubbed her eye with the back of her palm and pouted.
Grayson reached for his phone, picking it up and squinting as the bright light shone in his face.
It was 2am.
He turned the flashlight on his phone on so he could see where the water had spilled. Thankfully, none had gotten on the carpet. He placed the phone down and sighed. “My clumsy baby.” He got up off the couch and carefully walked over to her, stepping over the puddle of water. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and kissed her on the forehead. “Okay, I’ll get the mop. Go to bed.”
She smiled. “Love you.”
...
About fifteen minutes later, Grayson quietly shut the door to his bedroom, and saw his girlfriend sitting up in his bed, her head laying against the backboard, and a pretty light shining over her face from the table lamp. Her eyes seemed a little glazed, as if she was about to drift off, but smiled and sat up when she saw him enter the room.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” Grayson asked, getting into bed next to her.
She shrugged. “Didn’t wanna fall asleep without you.”
She laid her head on his shoulder, and sighed. “I know we kinda say it all the time, so it’s kinda almost lost meaning at this point, but…” she tilted her head to look up at him. “I really do love you.”
Her hand rustled under the blanket to find his, and their fingers intertwined. “A lot.”
Grayson’s eyebrows furrowed. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Nothin’.” She said, reaching up to kiss his cheek.
“Well, whatever it is, I like it.”
Grayson pushed her back down onto her pillow and kissed her while she giggled against his lips.
She pushed him back by his shoulders, giving him a funny look. “I’m just trying to show my appreciation for you.”
“So am I.” He pressed a kiss to her lips again, and this time she didn’t stop him, her hands finding their usual place at his jaw and neck.
When they pulled apart, she kept his head in place, pressing their noses together. “You’re amazing.”
“You’re weird when you’re tired.”
She pecked his lips. “It’s strange that you use the word ‘weird’ instead of ‘affectionate’.”
She let go of him, letting her arms fall on top of the blanket. She stretched, and let out a yawn. She pushed him down onto the mattress, and laid her head in the crook of his neck, her arm against his chest.
Grayson leaned back, just watching the view in front of him. His wonderful girlfriend, falling asleep next to him, in his bed. Hearing her breathing as she drifted off to sleep, her chest slowly rising and falling as she began to dream. It was everything he wanted.
Then why was there that nagging voice still in the back of his head?
This isn’t real.
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
She’s faking it.
What?
All of it.
What is wrong with you?
She’s pretending.
No she’s not.
She is.
She’s not.
She is.
She loves me!
You sure?
…
I have to be sure.
“Y/N…”
“Mmm?”
“Tell me the story of how you met Ethan.”
She looked up at him with a weird look. “Why?”
“Just ‘cause.”
“..babe?”
“I just wanna hear it.”
“But you already know that story.”
“I know..” He stroked her hair. “I just wanna hear it again.”
“Baby what is going on with you?” She pushed herself up off of his chest to look at him, sitting up now.
“Okay, fine. Just tell me what you really thought when you saw him for the first time.”
“What?”
“Were you really just trying to be friends with him?”
“Bub-”
“Or did you want something else?”
“Grayson!” she shoved at his chest. “What is wrong with you?”
“Baby please.” He grabbed her arm. “Did you want him, ever?”
She flung his arm off of her. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Just tell me!” He yelled, impatient and worried.
She blinked at him in astonishment. “Okay, so what if I did, huh?”
His heart sank. “Don’t play games with me, Y/N.”
“So WHAT if I DID, GRAYSON?” she was shouting now too, no longer caring about keeping her voice down so not to wake Ethan.
“Don’t fucking say that.”
“Why would that even matter? I’m not with him, am I? I’m with YOU!”
“Y/N-”
“Grayson, please....” She put her face in her hands. Rubbing her eyes with her palms. “What is wrong? Do you have a problem with me?”
“What? No! I-”
“Then why are you doing this? Why are you acting like a jealous freak? Do you not trust me? Do you not believe me when I pour my heart out to you? When I say that I love you?”
“I’m not jealous-”
“Yes you are!” She threw her hands up in the air. “I’ve never said anything about it, because I didn’t want to. It’s weird, Gray. And especially today! What do you have to be jealous of? Do you not want me to be friends with Ethan? Is that it?”
“No…” His fingers raked through his hair. “No.”
“Then what, Gray? What is it that you want from me?”
She paused.
“Do you not want me?”
His eyes widened. “What the fuck are you talking about?” He wrapped his arms around her aggressively, burying his nose into her shoulder. “You are all I’ve ever wanted.”
She sighed. “Bub…” she gently pushed herself away from his so she could look him in the eye. “No. I’ve never had feelings for Ethan. He’s my friend. My really, good friend that I care a lot about. But I don’t feel anything towards him like what I feel towards you.”
He gave her an exasperated sigh. “Then what did you really think of Ethan the first time you met him?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary! I just thought he was a nice person that I’d like to hang out with.”
Grayson gave her a weary look.
“Babe, I don’t understand. You say that you trust me, but if you did why would you act like this?”
“I don’t know, Y/N! It’s not like I want to! It’s just- you guys are so close. And I’ve just never seen Ethan be that close to someone other than me, and, I don’t know, okay? It just. It just freaks me out.”
Y/N cupped his jaw. “Grayson.”
“Yea?”
“You know what I thought the first time I met you?”
“...what?”
“Wow. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to have a twin significantly more attractive than they are.”
Grayson blinked, but then almost spit all over her, doubling over in laughter, completely forgetting about the seriousness of the situation. Y/N couldn’t help but giggle as well, glad to see him smile.
“Shut up.” He said after controlling his laughing. “Don’t lie.”
“I’m dead serious.” She chuckled. “My hands were all sweaty the entire time, and you know how I kept completely falling off the track while we were playing mario kart?
“Mhm?”
“That’s cuz I was staring at your reflection in the tv screen.”
“Shut UP!”
“I swear to god I’m serious!” she laughed. “And after I gave up to let you guys play and I was just on my phone, I was actually imagining us making out.”
He grabbed her face and kissed her, surprising her, but she relaxed in his arms. When he pulled away, he said: “You are so good at lying to make me feel better.”
“I’m not lying!”
“Mhm.” He kissed her again, wrapping one arm around her waist while the other held her neck firmly. She moaned against his lips, holding his face in both hands. When they pulled away, they were out of breath.
“Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little bit.” She smiled. “But the point is, I love you. Nobody else.”
Grayson sighed. “I love you.” He pressed his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry.”
“You should be.”
“Hey.”
“What? You should.”
He rolled his eyes. “Fine. You’re right.”
He kissed her forehead. “I’m really sorry. I’ve been a huge dick.”
“You sure have.”
Then her nose. “I was an idiot to be jealous.”
“Mhm.”
And then a peck on her lips. “I love you. So much.”
She grinned. “I love you too.”
“Promise me one thing?”
“What?”
“You’ll always be mine?” he asked, his lips grazing against hers.
She smiled at him. “I’m all yours.” she said, then connected their lips once more.
