Fluff with Grayson plzzz
Bella Noche
Warnings: “love at first sight” vibes, Grayson is an obvious flirt and reader is obviously flustered until she isn’t, two can play that game vibes (especially reader), Grayson and reader walk around for hours (y’all don’t do this with a stranger), smau, Grayson is cocky, reader smokes weed, reader is mentioned to be a big girl so take that as being fat or thicker or chubby however you take it, the city is kinda like Philly meets nyc just walkable nowhere specific, age gap like reader is mid 20s (okay almost every fic I write for Grayson and Sevika will be an age gap), Grayson is a gentleman and eventually walks reader home, kiss goodnight ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹
Genre: fluff
A/n: anon you couldnt have picked a better time to request this!! I like to tie in culture and Graysons voice actress is Iranian-American so I’m making her Iranian. Since she doesn’t have a first name I gave her one and it’s Akrama; it means honorable! Also if you don’t know what the title means it means beautiful night.
Azizam= my dear/dear/dear one. This is the official nickname for reader because I see Grayson using dear so it’ll be in a lot of her works!!
She calls her dear at first cause they aren’t too comfortable with each other yet but as they talk more she’ll call her azizam!!
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Tonight is like any other night. Sounds of honking and music flowing from car windows. Women laughing in groups and men chattering.
You’ve been known to be observant your whole life so when you moved to the city, your talent has been in full use!
Your heels click under you as you make it from destination A to B. The brisk air nipping against your skin as you wait to cross the street.
A woman walks near you and this is the third time she checks her gold watch.
You notice her eyeing you. There’s a small smile growing on her stern face. She stands tall and proud. As you were silently observing her she said, “typically I don’t prefer being stared at but I’ll make an acceptation tonight.” A wave of embarrassment washed over you, no one noticed you unless you want to be noticed.
“I’m so sorry, I don’t mean to stare!”
“It’s quite alright” She states as she turns to observe you back and hums to herself. You tilt your head, “what does ‘mhm’ mean?”
“It means your beautiful.” Taken aback by the sudden compliment you whisper a thank you. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find this woman attractive. Her scent was so strong but sweet just like her stare. She is put together nicely too, that suit hugging her nicely.
“What’s your name?” She says loud enough as the cars begin to take off. “Earn it” you state with a wide smile. She repeats you, her raspy voice colored with excitement. Nodding you turn the corner and she quickly catches up, “I have to earn it and you’re playing hard to get?”
“Absolutely…It’s more fun this way.”
“For who?”
“Me of course” you tease nudging her shoulder.
With that you two have begun hour one of your game, starting at one am.
The two of you make it to “Blues Beau” a local jazz club you frequent. “I’ve been wanting to stop by here” she states as you two find yourselves a corner.
“There’s no better time then the present!” You chime as you read the menu but she takes it from you. “You seem to think you’re always right and I am so let’s order for each other.”
“What happens if someone’s wrong?” At this point your cheeks hurt from the permanent smile you’ve been wearing.
“They have to give the winner a kiss.” With a handshake the game was sealed.
It’s obvious she’s the serious type so you give her a whiskey on the rocks. She takes you as fun and inviting but you have a kick to you so she gives you a strawberry daiquiri.
“I hate these” you laugh as you give her your cheek to kiss. With a playful sigh she gently holds your face and kisses your cheek. “What do you like?”
“I don’t drink, I’ve never liked it.” Leaning in close you whisper, “I prefer weed” she snorts, “I’ve never had weed.”
You sit back with a gasp, hand resting on your chest. “We’re going to fix that! Well on the second date we can.”
“Second date?” She says as she sips her drink and cock her eyebrow. “Was I being too forward?”
“No dear” her hand finds yours as a silent calm down.
Silent floods your booth, at first it made you stiff but as you look into her eyes you come to appreciate it. You’ve learned talking isn’t everything and you don’t need to lead every conversation. Embarrassment is frugal in situations like this.
“What’s your biggest dream and why isn’t it your reality?” She ask as she grips your hand a bit.
Your thumb rubs her calloused hand. “I want to be a author.” You softly bite your plump lip expecting her to call it stupid or pretentious. “Why aren’t you a author then?”
“Well who would want to read what I write? What would I even truly write and would it push the world? Everyone thinks they have a niche and they are so great but what if I put myself out there and it’s nothing? That’s so fucking scary and I don’t know if I can do that!” You sigh, you haven’t voiced that to anyone before; it felt nice.
“Those are understandable fears.” She says slowly then she sat up more and intertwined her fingers with yours. “It seems like it would be worse to live in what if, no?”
You swallow thickly, “I suppose so…”
“Write about this.”
You crack a small smile, “and what is this exactly?”
“Our first date of course.” She says so smoothly but you can tell she was waiting to say that. She’s wearing a shit eating grin. This sent butterflies of reassurance through you.
Quickly you clear your throat, “enough about me, what about you?”
She took a second and said, “I want to be a mom.”
“How come you aren’t a mom?” You feel so invasive asking this but it’s the name of the game! “Well my wife passed a couple years back and I never found anyone else I had that connection with.”
“I’m so sorry!” You lean in closer and place your other hand on-top of y’all intertwined fingers. “There’s no need, it was natural. I’ve come to peace with it all.”
You nod, not knowing what to say. You’ve never lost anyone let alone know someone who has.
“Do you want to marry?”
“Like tonight?”
She let out a loud laugh that she didn’t even know she had. “No! I mean in general.”
“Oh! Yes one day I’d love to get married and have children.”
“Hope that didn’t come off as creepy.” She says
“No I was just confused is all.”
She flags down the waiter and pays for our drinks. The two of you walk out with a bit more understanding of the other.
“What baby names have you thought of?” You saw how her face lights up, it made your chest warm to see her like that.
“For a girl which is what I hoped for it was Yasmin, Anahita and Imana. For a boy Hassan, Amir and Kia.” She sound so excited talking about them like she’s attached a life to each name but I could tell her favorite is Anahita.
“Why those names?”
“My ex-wife and I flipped through books and our fingers landed on them. So fate chose them.”
The chatter of the city fade more and more as you two walk mindlessly hand in hand.
“I’ve wanted a second date how about a name?”
You hum lightly, “you’re so close but I need a wee bit more!” She lets out a playful chuckle nodding, “and what would that be azizam?”
The nickname catches you off guard in the best way possible. “Could you carry me? My feet hurt.”
“That’s all?” She extends her hand to support you as you take off your heels and hand them to her. You expected her to carry you bridal style but instead she’s in the position of a piggy back ride.
You are a big girl and you haven’t been able to even sit comfortably on a partners lap without feeling insecure so being able to get on her back is so comforting.
As your hoisted on her back you are quick to wrap your legs around her waist. Her strong hands finding your thighs to support you.
The mental image of her holding you and your shoes made you melt and you lean your head on hers.
“My name is y/n l/n…” you whisper, all want of making this hard and exciting disappearing.
“Mine is Akrama Grayson.” She’s so proud of her name and you can tell by the way she says it.
“Y/n Grayson is nice” you tease and she pinched you softly, “it is.”
“Where are we going now?”
“Where do you want to go?” She ask turning to look at you. She can see the sleep in your eyes. “Let me take you home please.”
Reluctantly you don’t want her to but all good things must come to an end. You tell her your address and as you two make your way there you have to wait for the cross walk.
As you two stand there chatting about the people you two are staring at a car is parked and playing “Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You”.
You started to bounce slightly and she taps her fingers rhythmically against your thigh. The two of you look at each other and you decide to start singing. “I love you baby and if it’s quite alright I need you baby.” Then she joins in, “To warm the lonely night I love you, baby trust in me when I say oh, pretty baby!”
The two of you start laughing as the car drives off. “I needed tonight” she says as she clears her throat. “Did you have a bad day?”
“Almost all my days are bad…in my line of work at least.” You place your head on top of hers. “Want to talk about it?”
“Not tonight.” She walks up to your stoop and places you down. “I hope you enjoyed tonight, I did.” Her voice was the softest it’s been tonight. “I did as well.” You clutch her hand as you put your heels back on. She was staring down at you, her face hot and her eyes eager.
“When can I see you again?” You smile softly and place your number in her phone. “Whenever you like Akrama.”
Your hands release each other and you stand by the door before you decide to turn around and kiss her cheek, “goodnight.”
Grayson reaches back out and pulls you to her chest. “May I kiss your lips?” You nod slowly, her hands hold her face and leans down to softly kiss you.
The kiss is soft and you melt against each other. The noise of the city quiets down and the soft sounds of nature chime in. The ambiance of three am settles in, and you two mutter goodnights against each others lips.
She watches you walk inside and you eventually watch her leave through your window. This isn’t how you thought your night would end but you’re grateful you met her.
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A/n: i need her so bad this is so beautiful to me😭
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