Yes, Ryland Grace is the most aroace person you will ever meet. Yes, Rylan Grace was this secret third thing with Eva Stratt. Yes, Ryland Grace and Carl would've been wonderful husbands if fate hadn't ripped them apart. Yes, Ryland Grace is mates with two alien rocks who love him dearly. Yes Ryland Grace is down bad for Simon from Iron Lung.
All of these statements perfectly coexist in my head.
Cursed inversion of Homewrecker Grace: gracerocky are genuinely platonic besties, they get to Erid, Adrian is on the Human Habitation team, and as Grace gets well he comes to the horrified realization that he’s gradually become romantically enamored with his friend’s spouse and said spouse is kinda giving the signals back. Emotional implosion imminent!
(As entertaining as it would be for them to shuffle around it for an extended amount of time, I don’t actually think Grace would be able to keep his mouth shut about it for long and would eventually blurt it out to Rocky, crying and prepared for it to ruin their relationship, only for Rocky to be like. Yeah obviously you’d be in love with Adrian, everyone is in love with Adrian. Also Adrian’s a monsterfucker who finds your orifices alluring, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity for them, Do Not fuck it up)
So what happened if don't mind me asking? Why are Adrian and his gf on a break suddenly?
No, I don’t mind you asking. So yeah, it's not really suddenly though. We kinda had this planned...had this idea of what we wanted to do with them.
Things happened between them(there was a kiss involved) and it brought back bad experiences from the past for Grayson about her ex, so they took a break. Adrian started hanging out with Chantel(him and Karley’s friend) and Gray hung out with Omari who recently tattooed her and pierced her nipples, him and Adrian kinda have a bad history between them and he was upset that Omari was flirting with her on insta. Gray was mad about Adrian's pictures he took with Chantel looking way too comfortable. They’re both headstrong and stubborn and in their feels. Grayson has trust issues and Adrian is giving her the space she asked for
smh while u procrastinate here u go - "Did you even love me?" / "Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?" / "Do you love her?" / "Silly of me to think you actually cared." for gradrian pls!!
sm,h i am so tIRED :((( but i refuse to go to bed before i finish this so here u go my love muaH enjoy
"Did you even love me?"
At first, he just stares at Grayson. He’s heard the words, but they’re not making any sense to him. They snake themselves around Adrian’s throat and for the umpteenth time that day, he’s finding it hard to breathe around him. “Of course I did,” he says, the words feeling incredibly odd as they spill from his mouth. “I loved you then, I love you now, and I’ll love you tomorrow, as well. Why in the world would you ever doubt that?”
"Did you ever stop to think about how I feel?"
It takes everything Adrian has to keep it together. As always, he’s the only one left to pull the strings on his metaphorical corset together to keep him from falling apart. “It’s not as easy as you’d like to think, Grayson.” It’s never easy. “All I ever do is think. You got that? I think about you, I think about our lives, and I think of how every action I take affects not just me, but you, too. So, yes, I do stop to think about how you feel whether you’d like to believe it or not.”
"Do you love her?"
The question shocks him. It’s like being doused in ice water, and Adrian doesn’t know how to react. Initially, he wants to laugh. It’s absurd, really, the idea that Adrian could even possibly love someone the way he does Grayson, considering everything he is belongs to the smaller boy whose head lay on his chest, and whose legs just so happen to be entangled with his. Part of him feels guilty, as though simply asking this implies that Adrian has not given his love in ways that would be proportionate to Grayson’s. Finally, after pressing a gentle kiss to his servant’s head, he comes up with an answer.
"No," he says simply. "My heart belongs to you, and only you, remember?"
"Silly of me to think you actually cared."
Normally Adrian would have let this little game of back and forth jibber-jabber go on until they’d both satisfied their desire for conflict and resolution, but he really wasn’t having it. Not today, at least. There was tension between them as thick as fog and he could tell in the way Grayson would often shy away from his touch, or how there was no longer a sweet smile planted on his lips, that something was definitely wrong.
"Gray," he starts out, the calm in his voice completely contradicting the twists and turns happening inside his chest, "I think it would be very wise of you to not continue with that train of thought any longer." He looks at him then, with an expression that could only have been learned from his father. "It won’t do you any good."
