omg pls do 38 with grayson i'll cry
Lynds ily 🥺 also sorry this is LONG for a concept I got carried away as usual
38. You help a lost child find their parent together.
(btw I wrote this with like mid-teen y/n and grayson in mind)
You were so excited that you and your friends had finally found the time to hangout together. You all had been so busy with finals and work, but with summer finally coming around the gang had made plans to visit the amusement park you used to go to as kids. You’d been hyping up the trip for so long, so when you all actually arrived it was such an exciting rush you hadn’t felt in a long time. Since you’d made it there at around noon, the plan was to eat at the park, but when you realized that everybody wanted something different, you guys decided to split up and get your food, then meet back at the tables. And so you sauntered off towards the nearest DQ, knowing full well that you intended on getting all the desert you could.
You were about to step into the line when you heard the faint sound of crying coming from the arcade right across from where you were. You turned to see a little boy, maybe around 5 or 6 years old, standing at the entrance, a terrified look on his face as he bawled his eyes out.
“Oh no,” You muttered doing a 180 and almost slamming face first into the couple in line behind you. You sheepishly mumbled out an apology, hastily trying to push your way out of the line that had somehow almost doubled in the twenty seconds you had been standing there for. You were met with many grumpy faces as you shimmied out of the line, some throwing curses at you, and you would usually be annoyed about it if it wasn’t for the poor little kid you were trying to get to.
You ran up to the boy and crouched down so you were eye level with him. “Hey, hey bud, are you okay? Are you lost?”
He nodded through his sobs and sniffles, looking around hastily for someone.
“Who did you come with?”
“M-m-my m-m-mom,”
“Do you have any idea which way she went?”
“N-no! My m-mom told me i-if I ever get l-l-lost I sh-should stay where I a-a-am and she’ll f-f-find me,” He was starting to cry harder.
“Hey, don’t worry I’m gonna help you find her, okay?” You brought your arm up to rub his shoulder reassuringly. “What’s your name, bud?”
“C-Caleb.”
“Do you know your mom’s phone number, Caleb?”
“Y-yea!”
“Wow, aren’t you smart! Do you wanna try calling your mom from my phone?”
“Y-y-yes.”
“Great.” You got up and reached into your jeans’ pockets, only for your fingers to slide down to the bottom of the cool denim. You frantically patted down all your pockets, searching for your phone when you remembered- you’d given it to your friend during the car ride to change the music and she hadn’t given it back to you.
“Shi-” You stopped yourself from cursing when you remembered who was there with you.
“W-What’s wrong?”
“Nothing Caleb, just give me a second, alright? I’m going to find a phone for you.”
“O-okay.”
You looked up to see a boy standing at one of the arcade games. It looked like he’d just finished up, since he was reaching for the tickets that had come out of the machine.
Normally, you weren’t someone to walk up to cute boys (especially not ones THIS attractive) on a whim, but that wasn’t the first thing on your mind right now.
“Caleb, just stay right here for one minute okay?”
“W-w-where are you going?” You could see the tears beginning to well up in his eyes again.
“No no don’t worry! I’m just going to go get a phone for you really quickly, okay?”
He sniffled, but nodded. You walked hastily over the boy who was about to leave the machine.
“Hi, sorry to bother you.” You tapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned around you were taken aback a bit. You must’ve stood there for a bit longer than normal, because he raised an eyebrow at you.
“Yes..?”
You shook your head. “Do you have a phone I could borrow? This little boy Caleb is lost and he wants to call his mom but I don’t have mine on me..” You pointed at the kid at the entrance.
“Oh! Yea, of course! Here,” He shoved his hand into his shorts pocket, unlocked it, and handed it to you with a smile.
“Thank you so much, you’re a lifesaver.” Before he could respond you hurried back over to little Caleb and gave him the phone.
“Do you know how to dial?”
“Y-yea.”
“Okay.”
He dialed his mom’s number and held the phone up to his ear, it looking comically large in his small hands. After a few rings you heard a woman’s frantic voice on the call.
“Hello?”
“Mommy!” Caleb cried again.
“Caleb? Is that you?”
Caleb wailed over the phone for a bit, crying for his mom to come find him but wasn’t really making any coherent sense. After a while he calmed down, and actually answered the questions his mom was asking.
“You know this kid?” You were startled by the voice from behind you, and it took you a second to realize it was the one who’d lent you his phone that was walking up to you.
“Oh, no. I just saw him crying.”
“Ah, gotcha.”
Caleb’s sudden burst of sobs caught you both off guard.
“Honey, listen to mommy. Is anyone there with you?” you could both hear his mother’s voice over the phone.
“Y-y-yea, the nice girl!”
“Can you give it to her please?”
He looked up at you, eyes glistening, and handed the phone to you.
“Hi Ma’am, I’m Y/N.”
“Hi sweetheart, thank you so much for helping him. Where are you right now? He said he’s at the games but I don’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Oh, we’re right outside the arcade. It’s pretty close to the entrance.”
“Oh yes I remember passing by it! Thank you, sweetheart, I’ll be there right away!” She hung up the phone.
You looked down at little Caleb and crouched down so you were next to him again. “Don’t worry, your mommy said she’ll be here soon, okay?”
He sniffled. “O-okay.”
You smiled, rubbing his shoulder again.
“Oh,” You got up to your feet and handed the boy his phone. “Here. Thanks.”
“No problem. I’m Grayson, by the way.”
“Y/N.”
“W-when will she get here?” Caleb asked.
“I’m not sure, Caleb. But definitely soon.” You could tell he was going to start crying again, but before you could do anything Grayson spoke.
“Hey, bud, how about I give you something?”
He wiped his nose with his arm. “W-what?”
“It’s a surprise.” He smiled at him, then winked at you before walking back into the arcade, causing blood to rush to your face.
“W-what’s he doing?”
“I dunno, bud. Must be something cool though.” You grinned at the boy, and you finally got a smile to crack from him.
A few minutes later Grayson walked back, and he was holding something behind his back.
“Can you hold this for a sec?” He handed you his phone again, and you took it, curious yourself as to what he was doing.
“Caleb, guess what I got you.”
“W-what?”
He brought his arm out from behind his back to reveal a cute stuffed green dinosaur.
Caleb’s eyes widened and his smile grew. “Wow! How did you know I liked dinosaurs?” He took it from him, smiling giddly.
“Because you’re wearing a super cool T-rex shirt!” He knelt next to him, pointing at it. “I’m jealous, I wish I had a shirt that cool.”
Caleb laughed. “Really?”
“Yea! I’m sure you’re the coolest kid at school, aren’t you?”
“Haha, yea!”
You smiled, watching Grayson have his fun conversation with the little boy. You’d never seen someone your age act so natural and kind around kids before. It was kinda cute.
You finally looked down at Grayson’s phone, realizing that you still had it in your hand. You were about to hand it back to him when you realized it was open on an app already. You brought it up to your face, having to squint a bit in the sunlight, and saw that it was opened to contacts. And some of it was already filled out.
In the First Name box he’d already had your name written, and in the Last name box he’d written: If it’s cool with you :) ↓
The arrow was pointing below to the field to enter your phone number.
You smiled. You got a head rush when you realized what was happening. You looked back towards him to see that his attention had left Caleb (who was now happily playing with his dinosaur plushie) and was now focused on you with a small smile.
“This is very cocky of you, yknow.”
He laughed. “Sorry. I was too scared to just ask.”
You bit your tongue, grinning at him as you went to enter your number into his phone. You could see him pumping his fists into the air out of the corner of your eye, and you giggled.
“Hey, Caleb. Gimme a high-five.” Caleb did so, earning a big grin from Grayson. “My man!”
Caleb laughed, and you did with him.
Not too long afterwards, Caleb’s mom came running up to her son and hugging him tighter than you’d seen anyone hug a person before. “Oh my sweet angel.”
She thanked you and Grayson a million times over, and you both assured her that it was no trouble at all. She asked if she could treat you to anything, but you both let her know that you were just happy that she’d found her son. After they left, Grayson turned to you.
“How about I treat you to lunch instead?”
You crossed your arms at him. “You really think you can get away with lines like that?”
“I’m just asking!” He chuckled.
You did too. “I’d love to, but I’m actually having lunch with some of my friends-” Your eyes widened. “Shit! My friends!” You grabbed your wallet from the floor. “Sorry, I gotta go!” You began to run, but looked back at him. “Call me!”
“I will!” He laughed, waving to you as you raced off to meet your friends.
