Requested by anonymous: “Venting to Gray about how you feel like you aren’t going anywhere in your life atm and you just don’t feel like you’re being productive at all but he’s being so sweet and reassuring you about all your doubts”
“Ugh, why can’t I fucking get this right.” You sighed as you got yet another question wrong on your exam review. You’d been studying for hours, yet you couldn’t seem to grasp the concepts you were learning in class. After a while of forced studying and feel bad for yourself, you heard your front door open and saw Grayson come in.
“Hey baby. What are you doing here?” You asked as he walked over to you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
“We agreed on me coming over this weekend.” He said as he sat on the edge of your bed.
“Yeah, earlier this week. Since I couldn’t come over last weekend.” He explained.
“Oh, right. Yeah, I remember.” You sighed, turning your attention back to your review. “Sorry, I’ve been out of it for the past couple of days. I failed an assignment the other day, and it’s kinda thrown me off.”
“No worries. You looked super stressed, though. C'mon, take a break from studying for a while. Let’s go get something to eat.” He said, taking your hand in his. You nodded and followed him out to his car and he drove the two of you to a nearby restaurant.
After your food was delivered, you suddenly no longer had an appetite, so you sat there just pushing your food around on your plate.
“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” Grayson asked, a worried look on his face. You just shook your head, wanting to avoid any and all conversation about how you were feeling.
“Nothing, I don’t really wanna bother you with it.” You said, your eyes locked on your plate. Grayson moved over to your side of the booth and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.
“It’s not gonna bore me. Talk to me, I wanna help you get through whatever is bothering you.” He said, hugging you tight. You looked up at him and forced a smile.
“I don’t know, I’ve just been so stressed out about school, and failing that assignment has really thrown me off. I haven’t been fully understanding everything we’ve been learning in my classes, and I just feel like I’m gonna continue to fail, I’m never gonna get my degree, and nothing is ever going to work out the way I want it to.” You explained, beginning to cry. You began going on and on about how you felt you were never going to amount to anything, and how you were gonna end up working a minimum-wage, dead end job, and be buried in loan debt.
“Hey, hey, hey. Don’t talk like that. I understand being upset about a failed assignment, but all this "I’m never gonna amount to anything” talk is way out of line. I know you better than that, and you should know yourself. You’re so smart, and you’re so dedicated, and I know for a fact that whatever life throws at you, you will tackle it with no problem.“ He said. He placed his hand under your chin and lifted your head to meet your eyes. "Whenever you graduate, with honors and as the valedictorian in your class, you will go on to do great things. I know that for a fact.”
“Okay, now you’re expecting too much from me.” You laughed, resting your head on his shoulder.
“No I’m not. I know you can do it. And when you do, I’ll be there at your graduation ceremony, and I’ll be the first one to say I told you so.” He laughed, resting his head on yours.
You finished eating, and once you got home, you were too tired to do anymore studying, so you and Grayson got ready for bed.
The rest of the weekend, Grayson spent the time helping you study and you actually felt more prepared than usual when it was time to take your exam.