softly, won't you love me?
pairing -> grayson hawthorne x fem!reader
summary -> when you wake up alone what else can you do other than search for your boyfriend?
warnings -> toothrotting fluff :)
a/n -> idk if gray's a bit ooc but i love him :(
when you woke that morning, your hand reached out for your loving boyfriend only to find his side of the bed cold.
your hand recoiled into your warmth before you could even properly process his absence.
when the fog over your mind finally lifted you blinked harshly at the empty sheets, trying to wake yourself up enough to look for him.
reluctantly, you slipped on one of his jumpers, one you wore more than he did, considering his array of suits but it didn't bother you much when he always accepted your requests to make sure it smelt of him again.
you softly walked down the hallway of his wing, eyes on the lookout for your boyfriend's tall figure. it was early, earlier than you would have liked to be out of bed, as you held a hand to your eyes, shielding them from the bright sunlight coming in through the windows.
you opened door after door, sleepy frown deepening the longer you looked.
you wanted to go back to bed.
"gray?" your voice was croaky, sleepiness still evident as you finally reached his study. he sat at his desk, fingers typing away and entirely focused on whatever was keeping him so occupied. his eyebrows were furrowed together, a sign of his deep concentration and probably a bit of frustration too.
you pouted slightly, stepping into the room when he didn't acknowledge your presence.
"grayson" your hand slid over his shoulder, gently pushing down on the muscles in his neck, urging him to relax a little. he paused, fingers stilling and head turning your way.
"darling? what are you doing out of bed?" he allowed his eyes to slip closed for a moment, focusing on your hands tenderly massaging at his shoulders. eventually, your fingers grew tired and your hands wandered down his chest, to wrap around his shoulders.
"want you to come back to bed" you whispered into the quiet space between you, face burying in his neck. you leaned into him, laying most of your weight on his shoulders, payback for leaving you so early.
"you didn't have to get up" he clicked his tongue, scolding you playfully as his eyes watched you lovingly. "i'm coming, i promise. one more email"
"no more emails" you whined, squeezing him just a bit harder. he breathed out a laugh, gently laying his head on yours. his hands still hovered over the keyboard of his computer, mid email.
"one more, i promise" he reached up to pry your arms from his neck, turning around in his chair to face you. "come here, love"
you pouted at him, knowing he was getting his way. you debated your options though, he was too stubborn and you could sit in his lap or go back to bed without him.
bastard, you grumbled quietly as you sat yourself down, arms finding their rightful spot around his neck again, breath tickling his warm skin as you cuddled into him.
"one more" you agreed quietly, mind filled with only him and the feel of his lips pressing to your jaw, then your neck.
you were lulled back to sleep by the soft sounds of his typing again.
when you did wake up again, it was to his soft voice, calling your name. his hands gently pressed into your side, waking you with such care.
"hi, love" he cooed, a tone he saved for moments like these, when you were alone and wrapped in a blanket of comfort. "let's go back to bed now. we can stay there for as long as you want. i'm sorry for waking you"
"you should be" you pressed a finger to his cheek, pushing his face from yours as you stood, trying to hide your blushing cheeks. you crossed your arms as you waited for him to rise too.
"come on" he bit back a cheeky smile, holding his hand out to you. you chewed on your lip as you took it, fighting your own smile. you were trying to be mad at him after all. but how could you? how could you possibly be mad with him?
"i love you" as he led you down the hallway, he glanced back to murmur his endearment.
"i know. i love you too" you didn't fight the grin this time.
