can i get an imagine where y/n and the twins are going out for the day but their thing the twins are always holding her hand or just being clingy, like as they walk along one of them holds her hand. or another hugs her from behind as she is looking at things. very clingy boys
“ethan, i swear to god if you don’t move…”
“gray, let go in trying to look at this.”
“very nice ethan. yes i see it. i know, yes, thank you, yes-“
“grayson can you please get off?”
“you two are driving me crazy.”
“what?” the twins say in unison as they look at, bras hanging from their chests.
ethan smirks, wiggling his brows at you as he shakes his imaginary breasts while gray looks down at his D-cup bra. his hands come up and squeeze the material before looking back up at you with a goofy grin as he snorts with laughter. you shove ethan’s shoulder softly to get him to stop and walk over to gray and take the bra off of him. they both send you pouts as a response to your foul mood, wondering why you were so upset.
“heyyyyyy,” ethan rubs his arm as if it actually hurt him before slipping off his bra and placing it back in the clearance bin.
grayson shrugs before intertwining his fingers with yours and resting his head on your shoulder. you pay no attention to it, looking up at the different lacey undergarments. ethan comes to your opposite side and does the same thing, taking your other hand, leaving you handless. when you go to grab the bra you want, neither of the boys let go. they both cling onto you like children with their mother.
“you’re testing me.” you sigh, blowing some hair away from your face and flicking your head to the side in an effort for the strand to stop tickling your cheek.
“here,” ethan hums, moving the hair away from your face, “let me get that for you.”
you roll your eyes, glancing at him and mumbling, “at least your good for something here.”
ethan grins cheekily, pressing a slobbery kiss to your cheek making you shove him off of you. he laughs before turning to find something else to do for a little while before he decides to come back and annoy you some more. you remove graysons hand from your own and when you do he just decides to wrap his arms around your waste from behind.
“gray,” you huff, grabbing the bra whilst trying to wriggle away from his grasp.
“what’s wrong?” he presses his cheek against your shoulder and squeezes you tighter, “not a fan of hugs?”
you turn to look at him before saying bluntly, “not a fan of being annoyed.”
he backs away, watching you turn the bra over in your hands before saying, “we’re just really clingy today.”
you send him a look from the corner of your eye before nodding and scoffing, “i can tell.”
“probably because we’re gonna be gone for a while soon.”
shit. your heart sank when you realized what day it was. in about three days your favorite boys would be leaving for a month and a half for a trip in europe. and as much as you were so excited for them, you knew you would miss the shit out of them. you set the bra down and turn to face him completely. ethan was back standing next to grayson when you walk towards them and pull them both into a hug.
“i’m sorry. please don’t be upset. i don’t mind your clinginess. i like it. i don’t want you to leave. please don’t stop hugging me.” you ramble as they hug you back.
ethan chuckles, rubbing up and down your back before replying, “thought you were annoyed?”
you shake your head, “not anymore.”