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Tour Guide { 𝔤.𝔡. }

Request: (Y/N) is an exchange student studying politics, and has come to LA as part of the program. She’s looking around for a cute restaurant to eat at, but is having some technical difficulties. She runs into the Dolan twins, with whom she is familiar with but not a dedicated fan, and decides to ask them for help. She can’t help but notice how her and Grayson seem to hit it off, and maybe he’s noticed too. 

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

A/N: hello gorgeous babies, I am spoiling yall today with a second fic ! requested by the super sweet @aquasunflow

Warnings: none, just some sweet (Y/N) & Grayson interactions :)

The sun shone brightly in the stark, blue sky. There wasn’t a cloud in sight, and the sounds of waves crashing and people talking were all around you. The heat was intense, and surprisingly, the air was so different here than from home. 

You were in Los Angeles, doing an exchange program while you studied politics. It was such a great opportunity for you to get out and learn about foreign politics while actually being in a foreign country. Plus, America had such bold, intense politics; maybe that’s what made the air so different here. Who knows. 

You took in all the sights around you, your eyes hungry for the scenery. You’d only seen this place in pictures. It seemed so glorious in all of its photographs, and you were eager to capture that glory and bring it home with you. You realized, with a low grumble coming from your stomach, that your eyes weren’t the only hungry things. You looked around you, the boardwalk you were on absolutely cluttered with people, vendors, and restaurants. 

You decided you would pull up your Yelp app, to see where you could go. You had no idea what was good, who could be trusted, and you definitely didn’t want to get ripped off by anyone. You were adjusting to the idea of tipping, and had to get used to being ready to tip on top of your meal price. Sure, you wanted to respect the customs, but it was so strange to you. Why pay someone for doing their job? Whatever, you thought. America was weird. 

You scrolled through the Yelp app for a moment before it crashed suddenly. You let out a frustrated breath, opening the app once again. It loaded for a while, buffered, looked like it was almost ready, aaand — crashed again. You sighed  louder this time, rolling your eyes. The feelings of annoyance and stress seeped into your chest as you looked around you, your eyebrows knitted in slight worry. 

You didn’t like feeling like you didn’t know what you were doing; it was already so much to be alone in such an unfamiliar place. You looked around, all the unfamiliar places, sounds, smells, and faces getting to you. You walked over to an empty bench, sitting down and taking a deep breath as you considered what you should do next. 

Although the thought was certainly unnerving, you figured it would be best to ask a local. You heard so many things about Americans and their feelings about immigrants, no matter where they came from. They wouldn’t care that you were here for education; they would hear your accent and make up their minds. Maybe it was a problem that you already made up your mind about Americans, but you didn’t have time to think about that. You were getting hungrier. 

With a deep breath, you looked around to see who looked the friendliest. Him? No, too white. Her? No, she had too many kids. That couple? No, they were speaking a language you didn’t understand. You considered running over to them to give them a fist bump for being foreign like you, but then, you realized that was presumptuous of you. America didn’t even have an official language, they could be Americans. 

Your eyes scanned the crowds still, your nerves eating at you. Your eyes passed over two brunets, hard to miss because of their towering statures. Then, you did a double take — you knew them. You thought for a brief moment about where you had seen them. 

Then, the one with the dangly earring laughed, and it was so familiar. YouTube! They made videos, the twins, what were their names? 

Ah yes, Ethan and Grayson Dolan. You watched a few videos of theirs, acquainted with their work but not immersed in it. You decided they would be the best guys for the job, as they knew the LA area well, and seemed friendly enough from their videos. Better to ask them than a complete stranger. 

You stood and walked over to them, jogging a little to match their strides before they could walk away. “Excuse me,” you said politely, your accent present in your speech. 

They turned to you and smiled, and you were taken aback by how gorgeous they were in person. “Hi,” they greeted you simultaneously. 

“Hi,” you said back, your voice cheery. “You’re the Dolan twins, right?” 

“Yeah, that’s us,” the taller twin answered, his smile bright. “I’m Grayson.” 

“I’m Ethan,” the shorter twin answered, his smile matching his brothers. 

“It’s so nice to meet you, my name is (Y/N),” you told them, their smiles so infectious you couldn’t help but return them. 

“Would you like a picture, (Y/N)?” Grayson offered, already moving towards you to stand with you. 

“No, actually, I came to ask for a different favor,” you told him, which surprised him a bit. 

He tilted his head to you curiously. “What’s up?” 

“I’m not from America, not sure if you could tell,” you giggled, jokingly referencing your accent. They chuckled and nodded, waiting for you to go on. “I’m pretty hungry, but I don’t know what’s good around here, and I also don’t want to get ripped off. I’m also a little lost on tipping,” you admitted, blushing lightly as you told them of your worries. 

Ethan looked at Grayson, almost for permission, and Grayson gave a slight nod at him. He looked back at you as his smile spread across his face again. “You’re in luck, we’re heading over to get some brunch now,” he told you, clapping his hands together with enthusiasm. 

Your heart leapt, both with gratitude and anxiety. “Oh, I couldn’t impose, I’d feel so intrusive,” you said, your hand falling over your heart at how kind they were to offer. 

“No, please, we insist,” Ethan said, taking your hand gently to lead you in the direction they were heading before letting it fall beside you. 

You fell in step with them, feeling the butterflies take flight in your stomach. “You guys really don’t have to do this,” you tried again, truly not wanting to be a bother. 

“No, we don’t, but we want to! It’ll be our pleasure to show you the best of what LA has to offer,” Grayson told you, his voice laced with sincerity. Your heart did a little back flip at the way his eyes were so soft on you. 

You sighed, “Okay, fine, I appreciate this beyond words. But I’m going to let you guys eat in peace when we get there.” 

Grayson shook his head and let out a little laugh. “Sure, (Y/N),” he chuckled. You could hear in his voice that he was not convinced. 

“So, where are you from?” Grayson asked, changing the subject. 

You told him, and he politely asked about your hometown, despite him likely not knowing where it was. He was American, after all. But you told him anyway, and he even asked how different it was here. 

“It’s pretty different,” you told him. “But some things are oddly familiar. I feel like it’s just the human nature in all of us. Even though you and I don’t come from the same place, we do come from the same earth, and bleed the same blood, and breathe the same air. I take some comfort in knowing that, because despite our differences, we’re still the same.” 

He looked at you with something different in his eyes, and a new smile played on his features. His gaze had changed, as though the sun was hitting you differently now, and he was seeing you for the first time. You felt your cheeks warm under his gaze. “I like that,” he said simply, the corners of his mouth just slightly upturned. 

“So, what are you here in LA for?” Ethan asked this time. You looked up at him as he addressed you, and you didn’t miss the look he gave his brother. It was this knowing look, like he was onto something. 

You brushed it off, thinking maybe it was some weird twin thing. Instead, you answered his question, telling him about the program, and how you were studying politics. You described how it was so great to see the things you had studied first hand, and how it broadened your perspective so much to just be here. 

“When did you know you wanted to study politics?” Grayson asked. You noticed that his arm brushed against yours softly, and the small touch caused little goosebumps rise across the skin there. 

Man, this guy was having an affect on you. You’d only just met him. But he was so sweet, and seemed so invested in what you had to say that it made your heart warm. You had to check yourself mentally, telling yourself he was probably this invested in any fan he had a chance to talk to. He was just that nice of a guy. 

You explained where your passion for politics came from; all the times older relatives told you what they thought was right and wrong in the world, and how you began to question that. How you’d argue with everyone about everything. How not knowing your stance on a policy, foreign or not, made you antsy. How you spent so many days and nights reading about great political leaders and their amazing impact on the world. And, most of all, how you wanted to be a part of that. 

Again, he had this look. Impressed, you decided. He was impressed with you. You couldn’t help but feel your ego swell. 

“We’re here,” Ethan informed you, nodding to the establishment to his left. You looked at it, taking in all the details. 

It had a brick exterior, all painted black. In contrast, the trimming running along the roof was white, and the awnings that extended from it were a deep fuchsia. In white script, the restaurant’s name stood out against the black paint. There were beautiful windows, each with a set of decorative yellow curtains. There were flower boxes with flowers of different hues of blue, and all the colors seemed to blend and clash at the same time, making your eyes race back and forth from color to color. 

“It’s beautiful,” you decided, smiling up at Grayson. You were surprised to find him already looking at you. 

“Yeah,” he agreed, but you had a small feeling he wasn’t talking about the restaurant. You smiled up at him. 

“Seriously, thank you so much for showing me this place,” you told them, ready to turn away and sit on your own. “You guys are the greatest.” 

“Sure thing, (Y/N),” Grayson said, but there was this glint in his eyes that warned you that you could walk away, but he would absolutely be following you. You smiled in spite of yourself and hoped, deep in your heart, that they would follow you. 

You walked inside, telling a waitress that you needed only a table for one. She gathered a menu and silverware for you, leading you to a seat by the a window, looking right out onto the ocean. You ordered a coffee, your gaze returning to the waves, immersed in the different places they crashed, and the colors they generated. 

Your attention was diverted when you heard a chair scrape from next to you. You turned your head, not at all surprised to find Grayson sitting there with a playful grin on his face. “This seat taken?” he asked, looking around. 

You laughed, putting your chin on your hand, supported by your elbow on the table. “Now it is,” you answered, your tone light. Flirty, even. 

Grayson laughed back, a light, quick sound that made your heart swell. “Listen, I really am happy to have company, but wouldn’t you like to eat in peace?” you asked, still insecure that your presence was only bothersome to the twins. 

“(Y/N),” Ethan sighed as he sat across from you, “we’re happy to have company, too.” He gave you a reassuring smile, his eyes warm enough to convince you. You smiled in return, taking a sip of your coffee as you tried to contain your happiness. 

The waitress came to collect your orders, a bit confused as she found 3 of you instead of 1. “I can’t get rid of them,” you joked, feigning an exasperated look. 

“Don’t know why you’d want to,” she joked back, winking flirtily at the two men. They chuckled politely, but you could see the way they lightly cringed. 

When she walked away, you asked, “Are women in America always so direct?” 

They laughed at your question, looking around to make sure she wouldn’t hear. You all immersed yourselves in a conversation about cultural differences between your culture and theirs. It was all so interesting, and even quite funny, for you to hear about. However, you found something else much more interesting than the conversation at hand. 

Grayson’s eyes were constantly trained on you, listening to you with rapt attention, as if he were trying to memorize every detail about you. His eyes never left yours, and whenever your eyes would trail over to his, you would be promised his eye contact. 

Grayson took a moment to excuse himself to the bathroom. As he walked away, Ethan turned to you with a eyebrow quirked. 

“So,” he started. “Are you gonna see Gray again?” 

You looked at him as your eyes widened. “What?” 

“Come on,” he said, dramatically dragging out his vowels. Americans did that a lot, you noticed. “He totally likes you. He’s only ever this wrapped up in someone who he’s into. And I can tell you like him, too.” 

You blushed heavily, playing with a strand of your hair. “Is it that obvious?” 

Ethan tipped his head back with a laugh. “Yeah, (Y/N), you can barely keep your eyes off him. And he definitely can’t keep his eyes off you.” 

You giggled softly at the prospect, playing with your fingers in your lap as excitement fluttered in your heart. Grayson was returning now, and the food was arriving. You accepted your meal, and the twins waited for you to taste the food before eating theirs.

You took a small bite, your eyes closing as the food landed on your tongue. You sighed, opening your eyes and giving the boys a dramatic show of how good the food was. They laughed, digging into their food as well.

The three of you carried conversation as the meal continued, and you found yourself feeling comfortable. They were so nice, and the way they kept you company and showed you to this great restaurant made you feel warm. You felt accepted, like you belonged. You barely felt like you were away from home at all.

The meal was over, and the check was delivered. Grayson immediately went to pay it, and your eyes widened. “No, I can’t let you pay for my meal, too,” you said, trying to get him to stop.

“Hmm, yes, you can,” he laughed it off, his eyes twinkling at you again. You held his eye contact, meaning to tell him that no, you insist, but you just couldn’t. Not when he made you melt under his gaze like that.

You sighed defeatedly, feeling the guilt but also the gratitude in your chest. You realized your time with them was likely coming to an end, as you had to return to your apartment to study and get a few things done. You all gathered your belongings, making your way outside.

“Are you planning on doing anything else today?” Grayson asked as you walked away from the restaurant. 

You gave him a little sigh, “Yes, I have to get back to my apartment to study, unfortunately.” 

Grayson nodded, looking a bit disappointed. You smiled softly at him, and it was your turn for your eyes to twinkle at him. “Can I give you my number? You know, in case I need anymore help,” you asked, your smile now coy.

He smiled back, and you saw the way Ethan shook his head at the two of you from the corner of your eye. “Yeah, that’d be great,” he said, handing you his phone with the contacts list pulled up.

You typed your number in, double and triple checking that it was the right digits. You hugged them both, maybe lingering in Grayson’s embrace for a bit too long. You made your way back to your apartment, a smile never leaving your face.

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You were wrapped up in a light blanket to combat the feeling of the air conditioner in your room, sitting with one leg bent sideways and the other extended before you on your bed. You had a book in your lap, a highlighter in your hand, and a pen tucked away between your lips.

It was getting pretty late, and you hadn’t moved from your spot since you’d returned home. As if on cue, your phone dinged, signaling a text had come through. You looked over at it, and a giddy smile formed itself on your face.

(Unknown Number): hey, any chance you’re hungry again?

Let Me Get That For You { 𝔢.𝔡. }

Part 1 - Sugar Daddy!Ethan Series

Summary: This is in an AU where Ethan and Grayson aren’t YouTubers, but are actually very successful business men. Ethan takes a special liking to you, and before you know it, you’re involved with one of the richest men in America. 

A/N: hey babes, I got this idea a little while ago, and I’ve been writing it for a little over a week now. I’m super excited to announce a new series for my babydaddy ethan!!! it’s what I think it would be like if he was a sugar daddy. also I have some sugar daddy experiences if anyone wants a story time okay enjoy! part 2 coming soon!!

Warnings: there will be smut in later parts, for this part I’m not even sure there’s any swearing. not entirely sure what other warnings there will be in the future, so i’ll probably keep them updated in each part. also she’s LONG!!!

Also: (N/Y/N) stands for ‘not your name, as in, your boss addresses you by the wrong name.

Your morning was not going as smoothly as you’d have liked. You forgot to set your alarm, so you woke up groggily on your own a half hour late. You had to skip your shower, and couldn’t spend nearly enough time trying to look presentable. This was unfortunate, because you had an important meeting with your boss in less than 2 hours, and you had wanted to impress him.

You tried to leave your home several times, having to go back inside on 3 separate occasions. Once, because it was raining and you needed your umbrella. Next, because you forgot your binder with all of the important notes you had for work. And last, because you forgot your wallet, and needed it in order to get into your job and also get yourself some breakfast. 

In your rush and with the sacrifices you had made with your typical beauty regimen, you had some left over time to grab your usual breakfast from the café across from your job. You walked in and quickly made your way up to the barista behind the counter. You smiled at her, greeting her happily. 

“Hi, (Y/N). Your order’s actually already ready, the gentleman over there paid for it,” Maddy, the barista today, told you with a sly smile. 

A blush made its way up your cheeks as you turned to look at the man who paid for your order. He was already looking at you, sitting lazily in one of the arm chairs the café had. He had this legs crossed in a perpendicular manner, one foot resting atop the opposite leg’s knee, and his chin rested in his palm. He smirked at you, gesturing to the seat in front of him with his eyes. 

You took your croissant and your coffee from Maddy, telling her to have a nice day with butterflies in your stomach. You made your way over to the man sitting there, curiosity and nerves building in your chest. With a deep breath, you sat down in front of him. 

“Hello, gorgeous,” he said, his eyelids hooded in a lazy stare, that smirk still present on his face. 

Your blush deepened, and a nervous, flattered smile graced your face. “Hi,” you managed to get out, playing with your hands subconsciously. “Thank you for the breakfast.”

“It was my pleasure,” he insisted, waving his hand in a nonchalant manner. “I’m Ethan, Ethan Dolan.”

His name sounded familiar to you, so you narrowed your eyes trying to remember where you had heard it. “I’m-“

“(Y/N), I know. Not to come off as weird, but I’ve noticed you for the last week or so. I heard the barista say your name, and noticed you get the same thing every time. I couldn’t think of a better way to get your attention,” he smiled genuinely this time, and you noted that his face looked so beautiful when he did. 

His face looked beautiful in general, though. You noted how his eyes initially appeared to be dark brown but were actually hazel. You found his strong jaw to be incredibly attractive. His lips were plump and full, and his chin was decorated with a bit of scruffiness. He had a strong brow and dark, long eyelashes. He was stunning. 

You smiled at him in return, a small laugh escaping you. “Actually, there’s no better way to get my attention. Coffee is the key to my heart,” you joked, taking a sip from the coffee he had bought you. 

He chuckled in return, and shook his head. “Thanks for the tip, I’ll just have to buy you coffee everyday from now on.”

You blushed again, surprised at the affect he had on you so easily. “Oh no, please, I’d feel bad if you did,” you said, placing a hand on your chest at the weird guilt you felt at the idea of letting him buy you coffee even one more time. 

“You shouldn’t, I want to buy it for you,” he smiled softly, tilting his head a bit as though he found your declining his offer cute. 

“But you’ve already got my attention,” you argued playfully. He laughed heartily at your statement, shifting his position so both of his feet were planted on the ground and his elbows rested on his thighs as he leaned forward. 

“I plan on doing my best to keep it,” he told you, smirking flirtatiously. You sighed at his persistence, rolling your eyes a bit before giggling. 

“Thank you for this, really,” you said sincerely, grabbing your belongings as you stood. “I’d love to stay here with you but I’ve got to go to work. I’m already running later than I’d like.” 

“Where do you work?” he asked, standing with you. 

“Across the street. I’m an editor for the marketing team of the Bailey and Grant Company,” you told him. He smiled cheekily, almost smugly. He looked like he knew something you didn’t know. 

“What’s that look for?” you asked, playfully narrowing your eyes. He let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. 

“Oh, nothing,” he said, sounding like he was holding back a laugh. “I’m actually heading into that building. I’ll walk you over.” 

“Okay,” you said, heading towards the door. Before you could push the door open, he rushed in front of you to hold it for you. You had to admit, Ethan doing all of this for your attention had you feeling quite good about yourself. You felt yourself walking with a bit more sway in your hips as you walked next to this incredibly attractive man that bought your favorite breakfast for you and held doors for you. 

When you arrived at your job, he held the door for you again, ushering you in. You thanked him, walking ahead to the security desk. You were about to pull your ID out, but the security guard said, “Good morning, Mr. Dolan,” and unlocked the second door before you could. 

Ethan opened that door for you as well, smiling in greeting to the guard. He let you walk in first, and you felt a bit of confusion fog your mind. You had known that security guard your entire career, and it was company policy to check IDs every morning, even if the person was familiar. 

You glanced at Ethan, wondering how important he must be to get in without having to get checked by security. His smirk had grown after the greeting the security guard gave him, and he winked at you when he caught you staring at him. You chuckled breathily, shaking your head as you continued walking alongside him. 

As you walked towards the elevators through the lobby, people greeted him over and over, always addressing him as ‘Mr. Dolan.’ You became heavily suspicious and even a little nervous when everyone seemed to look from him to you, almost astounded that you were walking with him. 

“Who exactly are you?” you asked cautiously, the stares and greetings finally breaking you down. 

You had reached the elevator, and he pressed the ‘up’ button before looking down at you again. He smiled cockily at you, amusement written all over his face. “Just Ethan Dolan,” he told you, a humorous tone to his voice. 

He pressed the floor he was going to, which happened to be the floor you were also going to. You leaned against the elevator wall, eyeing him suspiciously. “Yeah, but everyone here knows you. And they all look shocked to see me with you,” you stated.

“They are shocked. I’ll let you find out why on your own,” he teased, looking at you with that damn smirk still on his face. He tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, his thumb lingering at your pulse point for long enough for it not to be a mistake.

Your flirty smile returned and you grabbed his hand from your neck, squeezing his thumb a bit before letting it go. His hand dropped to his side before he tucked it into his black slacks. “It’s probably just because you’re so handsome,” you decided, nodding in agreement with yourself. 

He laughed again, and each time he did you seemed to take an even stronger liking to him. “I’m glad you think I’m handsome,” he told you, and happiness was in his eyes. 

“I don’t think,” you told him, pushing off the wall of the elevator as you neared the floor you were getting off at. “I know.” 

You walked out ahead of him, heading in the direction of the board room where your meeting was. You were about to open the door when Ethan called for your attention behind you. You turned to look at him, and he moved in front of you, opening the door himself. “Ladies first,” he smiled. 

You shook your head at him again, but thanked him nevertheless. Your boss was already in the room, and saw you before he saw Ethan. “Ah, (N/Y/N), I’m glad you’re here finally. I need you to print a few papers for the meeting and- OH! Good morning, Mr. Dolan, I wasn’t expecting you so soon!” 

“(Y/N),” Ethan simply corrected him, not returning his greeting. 

“I’m sorry?” he asked, confused. 

“Her name is (Y/N),” he told him, pulling a chair out for you. He gestured for you to sit, so you did, your face burning with embarrassment. 

“Oh, right, (Y/N), of course,” he said, clearly sounding chastised. You couldn’t believe your boss hadn’t made some kind of sarcastic comment about how it didn’t matter. 

Your boss awkwardly shifted on his feet as Ethan sat in one of the seats at the head of the table, right next to you. “My brother will be here soon. You said something about needing to print a few things?” 

“Uh, yes, I was going to have (N/Y/N)-“ your boss started, but Ethan cut him off.

“(Y/N).” Though his tone was not aggressive, there was something in his voice that was. It was as though he decided that his permanent job would be to defend you. 

“Right, sorry-“ he cleared his throat. You were shocked; he had never apologized to you before. “I’ll take care of those now,” he said as he smiled stiffly and left the room. 

As soon as he left, you burst out in shocked laughter. Ethan joined you, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he did. “Thank you so much, Ethan. That was seriously awesome,” you told him, shaking your head in disbelief. 

“Anytime,” he told you as his laughs died down. “But seriously,” he continued, “you shouldn’t let him talk to you like that. Is he always like that?” 

“Oh, sometimes he’s worse. He expects me to take care of almost everything. I spend more time doing his job or a secretary’s job than my own. It’s a good thing I’m as efficient as I am, or I might be stressed rather than annoyed,” you complained, rolling your eyes as you pulled your notes out for the meeting. 

He nodded, and it seemed like he was storing that information for later. “What’s that?” he asked, referring to your binder. 

On the cover was simply a paper with ‘Bailey and Grant Co.’ on it, and the binder was extremely full. “It’s my notes from all the meetings I’ve had with this company for the last 2 years, along with company statistics, possible commercial concepts, slogan ideas, and so many other things relating to the company and its marketing.” 

Ethan’s eyebrows were raised, and he looked impressed by your work. “Wow, that’s pretty dedicated,” he remarked, sitting back and looking at you. 

“Thanks, it’s taken a lot of time and effort,” you said, smiling happily at him.
He smiled at you again, running his hand along his chin as he did so. You scrunched your nose at him, chuckling. “What are you thinking about?”

He turned his head to the side a bit, thoughtfully. He opened his mouth to answer you, but as he did, the door opened again. He smiled at you, and promised, “I’ll tell you later.” 

You nodded, glancing over your shoulder at the person who walked in. You were shocked to see someone who looked exactly like Ethan. You assumed it was his brother. 

“Hey, Grayson,” Ethan said, nodding to his brother. 

“Morning,” he said, a lazy smile on his face. He sat beside Ethan, and then he smiled more broadly at you. 

“Gray, this is (Y/N). She an editor for the marketing department. (Y/N), this is my twin brother, Grayson,” Ethan introduced you and his brother, and you smiled warmly. You reached your hand across to him, and he shook it in a firm grasp. 

“Nice to meet you, Grayson,” you said sweetly, placing your hands on the table in front of you. Your boss returned, and your other coworkers filed in. They seemed to avoid sitting next to the twins, which you found weird, considering they were so nice. And, undoubtedly good looking. 

The meeting began, and your boss stood to introduce the special guests. You furrowed your brow, looking around at everyone you already knew. You realized as your boss introduced them that it was the twins who were the special guests.
“Everyone please give a warm welcome to Grayson Bailey Dolan and Ethan Grant Dolan!” your boss said excitedly, a wide smile stapled to his features. 

You felt your heart drop straight out of your ass. You froze, every comment and every complaint you had voiced to Ethan attacking your conscience. You thought about all of the stares people gave you, the familiarity of his name, the way your boss cowered at even the kindest of his words. The way he defended you, the way he looked at you, the way he worked for your attention.
And here he was, your boss’s boss’s boss’s boss. Sitting right next to you. Buying you breakfast. Opening doors for you. Defending you. You felt how pale you must have looked, and tried to convince yourself it would all be okay. 

Your attention was turned back to your boss when he spoke your name. “-(Y/N), who will lead our presentation today.” 

As pale as you were before, you knew you must’ve switched back to beet red. You gave a false smile, standing and walking to the front of the room. You looked at the twins, and while Grayson had a friendly smile on his face, Ethan looked absolutely devilish. “Smirk” wouldn’t even begin to describe the look on his smug, beautiful face. 

“Good morning, everyone, and welcome, to the gentlemen who created this very company,” you said, a bit of breathlessness apparent in your voice. Lucky for you, you were excellent at giving presentations, and you had the notes to back you up. “I’d like to begin today’s discussion on the effectiveness of the most recent marketing strategy we’ve implemented.” 

Ethan sat back as you spoke, his arms folded loosely across his chest, that twinkle of amusement finally making sense. Of course, Grayson didn’t know about this morning’s events, but he could tell something happened. The way your eyes constantly fell onto Ethan, as though you were only talking to him. The way Ethan sat so attentive with such a relaxed posture. Usually, he had a hard time listening through these things, as he was more of the idea man and less of the business man between the two. 

You closed your presentation with a few statistics on the rise in customer interest since your last marketing campaign the company had. Grayson nodded at you, his smile growing. “Sounds like everything is running smoothly. I’m pleased to hear it. Now, let’s let everyone get back to work.” 

As your coworkers filed out, shaking the hands of Ethan and Grayson as they did so, you held back a little, nerves flitting back to your chest as you did so. You were the last person to make your way out, besides your boss. You approached the boys with a smile. 

“Great presentation today,” Grayson commented, beaming at you. You couldn’t help it as your smile grew wider; his positivity was infectious. 

“Thank you, I worked hard on it.”

“It seems you work very hard,” Ethan said in return, acting as though you hadn’t complained to him only an hour before. 

“Thank you for recognizing that,” you said, keeping your tone and words professional. You started to turn out the door, that smile still on your face. “It was lovely to meet you, gentlemen.”

“Just a moment,” Ethan stopped you. His smile grew a bit, and he put his hands in his pockets. You turned back to face him, your eyebrows raised. “I’d like to see some of the other work you’ve done. May I come by your office when we finish up here?”

You had to stop yourself from laughing. It was fun, sharing this little inside knowledge between you. You wondered briefly what your boss would think if he knew Ethan was actually hitting on you. “Of course. Though, I just have a cubical. You’ll find it on the 10th floor, just look for the plaque that says (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

With that, you turned away, walking with an extra sway in your hips again, truly feeling on top of the world.  One of the owners of this entire building, this entire company, was hitting on you. It made you feel superior to everyone in the building, however bad that may sound. 

After only a short amount of time, you heard a knock on the side of your cubical as Ethan peered around and stared at you. It wasn’t a surprise; the moment he stepped onto the floor there was the sound of your coworkers scrambling to work and look productive. 

You smiled sweetly at him, pausing your typing. “Hello, Mr. Dolan, what a pleasure it is to see you again,” you said, your tone teasingly feigning surprise. He caught on and smirked at you.

“Well, Ms. (Y/L/N), I was so impressed by your work that I wanted to come thank you for it myself,” he said matter-of-factly.

“Oh, and what sort of thanks did you have in mind?” you flirted, your voice lower so your eavesdropping coworkers wouldn’t hear.

A chuckle bubbled deep from his throat, almost emulating a growl. He nodded his head in the direction of the hall. “Come with me,” he ordered, already walking away. You stood, abandoning your work without much worry. After all, who was going to tell you off for following Ethan Dolan’s orders?

He led you to a lounge area, and gestured for you to sit in one of the white, leather couches. You did as he asked, smoothing your skirt beneath your legs as you did so. He sat in front of you, leaning on his thighs as he did in the café earlier that morning. He still had a playful smirk on his face, and he seemed to he waiting for you to say something. 

You smiled coyly at him, your tongue dancing behind your teeth. “Owner of the company, huh?” 

He let out a soft laugh, a twinkle gleaming in his eyes. “One of them,” he corrected, shrugging as if it were no big deal.

You shook your head and tipped it back with your laughter. You couldn’t believe him; the way he so casually treated his position. He was one of the richest men in America, and he acted as though it was nothing. Honestly, the way his arrogance was only playful made you like him even more.

“(Y/N),” he got your attention, his tone a bit guarded.

You let yourself get a bit more serious, looking into his eyes. The playfulness that once existed there had died down, but you swore it was only tucked away behind his irises for the moment. He took a deep breath through his nose.

“I’d like to take you on a proper date. Would that be alright?” he asked, and his eyes moved to search your face.

Your smile was genuine, the blush spreading across your cheeks could tell it all. “Yes,” you agreed. “I’d like that very much.” 

His smile was genuine in return. He stood, and you followed. “Then it’s a date. I’ll see you tonight, at 7,” he said, bringing you to him so he could lay a sweet kiss upon your cheek. With that, he departed, leaving you to watch him walk away, the smile on your face seemingly stitched in. 

anonymous asked:

"I'm tiowd" "baby..." "Get used to me baby talking baaaabe"

  • “I’m tiowd.” Gray mumbles sweetly against your shoulder begging you for the fifth time to go sleep already.
  • “Baby.. the episode is over in 5 minutes. ” you pause, “and stop talking like that. ”
  • Gray chuckles as his hand falls to the swell of your stomach which homed his growing child.
  • “Get used to me baby talking babee.”
  • Without another word grays hands lift your shirt over your stomach revealing the small bump to him. Soft kisses of love press against the swell leaving a trail of heat along the way.
  • “You look so beautiful. ”
  • “Even with a huge belly?”
  • “Oh baby you look so sexy with my baby in you, you have no idea. ”
  • You did get the hint though as he pressed his body into you and with that his hardness.
  • “Gray five minutes!”
  • “UGH PAY ATTENTION TO ME!”

first post is going up today!!xx

Bryant: I’ve had the worst thanksgiving ever.

Dolan: Mine was really bad too. It was like Pearl Harbor meets the movie Pearl Harbor.

Talk turkey to me.

-Ethan Dolan

Green with Envy~A Grayson Dolan Imagine

Could you do a Dolan twins smut? Grayson gets really jealous because the reader is always laughing and talking to another guy at her school. Thany you can you write something you’re dating gray but hanging out with E a lot lately and gray is really moody and jealous

 I have this thought: your just getting back from a girls weekend, you come home sleepy and wrecked; messy hair & sweats. G is sitting at his desk editing, you come in and drop yourself into his lap, wrapping your hands around his shoulders kissing his neck. He’s sliding his hands up underneath your hoodie, fingertips grazing your underboob smirking when he realizes you don’t have a bra on, running his hands back up to cup your boobs. Only to realize your weekend may have gotten a little more wild than you led on cause he’s DEFINITELY feeling two nipple rings that were NOT there before he left. He’s all but ripping your hoodie off to get a good look, you’re dazed and blushing cause you low key forgot about what you had done. While he’s doing his inspection he’s grilling you on who? How? When? Jealous, possessive G is my vibe 🤤

A/N: There were two different requests sent in but both involved jealous and possessive Grayson thus this piece was written! I really hope you guys liked it and to the anons who requested this thank you! This was a lot of fun to write! Excuse typos I only proofread it once.

Warnings: Smut, DADDY! Grayson, Jealous! Grayson, Possessive! Grayson,  anxiety, angst, fluff (It’s a little bit of everything but prepare to change your underwear)

Word Count: 5,102 

This week had been dragging on. I have barely seen Grayson because he’s been helping people do various things. Grayson and I have been together for two years but we’ve known each other for three. I was friends with Ethan first then I met Gray. I never had feelings for Ethan, it was strictly platonic. The younger twin, on the other hand, caught my eye so here we are three years later.

I heard a knock at the door. It’s 11 am on a Monday who could be here? I looked through the peephole to see Ethan standing outside our door. About six months ago Grayson and I moved out of the house with Ethan. We only live about a mile away from him so we still see him nearly every day. I open the door “Where’s Grayson?” he asked. “I don’t know. He left like an hour ago” I explained. “Fuck can I stay here and wait for him?” he asked. “Yeah, I don’t care. We can catch up. We see each other all the time but I feel like we never really talk” I said. “Alright so how’s living without me?” he asks sticking up his eyebrows. “Well, it’s nice not having to worry about being walked in on” I smirk. He’d walked in on Grayson and me on multiple occasions. “Don’t act like you wouldn’t want a threesome with the Dolan Twins” he scoffed. “You wish, E” I laughed. We spent the next few hours talking and watching some movie neither one of us paid attention to. I fell asleep three-fourths the way through. I woke up to the door shutting, kind of loudly. I had fallen asleep on Ethan and Grayson was home. 

“What the fuck” I heard Grayson whisper yell. “She’s asleep, Grayson” Ethan whisper yelled back. “Yeah, on you and she’s my girlfriend” Gray scoffed. This boy’s jealousy got the best of him, quite often. “Grayson you know how much I move I fell asleep and managed to land on Ethan. It’s not a big deal. Nothing happened, stop assuming shit” I said. “I’ll talk to you guys later,” Ethan said while getting up. “Didn’t you want to talk to Gray?” I asked Ethan. “It’s not important” he sighed then left. “You really have to come home acting like a dick?” I asked. “Ok if I were snuggled up to your sister would you be pissed?” he asks. “Grayson, you barely know my sister. I was friends with Ethan before I had even met you. You know how E and I’s friendship. That’s the first time we’ve hung out by ourselves in weeks and he came over to talk to you but you pissed him off with your irrational jealousy” I scoffed. I walked up to our room needing to let him blow off his steam. “It’s not irrational” I heard him mumble but I ignored it. We spent the rest of the day saying very little to each other.

The next day I really wanted Chik Fil-A but I didn’t want to go alone. Grayson was out doing something with Bryant so I texted Ethan.

Y/N: You want to go to lunch?
E: Where at?
Y: Our usual
E: Chik Fil-A?
Y: Duh
E: What about Grayson?
Y: He’s with Bryant and I’m hungry. I don’t want to go alone. There’s some creepy guy that works there
E: Alright give me 20-30 minutes
Y: Ok

Half an hour later Ethan walked through the door. “Ready?” I asked and he nodded. “What’s up with Gray recently?” Ethan asked as we climbed into his Jeep. “I don’t think he is sleeping well and I think he’s getting anxiety that I’m going to leave him for you. Which is just an awful thing to do to anyone. Gray knows I love him and that you do too. That we would never do that to him but I think his anxiety is fucking with him” I explained. “We can talk to him later,” Ethan said and I agreed. We ordered our food which was taken by the creepy guy which is why I’m glad Ethan came. “You left that other guy huh?” he asked. “No, he’s actually making decent money not hitting on some girl at his fast food job” I scoffed. “But if you must know I’m his twin brother and we will both beat your ass” Ethan threatened. Now, this is why I brought him along. We sat down and waited for our food. Ethan began eating his chicken with some cheese. The cheese dripped on his shirt but he had no idea. I pulled out my phone and took a video. I started with it on Ethan then quickly moved to his shirt zooming in on his stain that was still unnoticed. My caption was “Lunch with the dork that still doesn’t know there’s cheese on his shirt”. I posted it to snap then said, “Hey E”. “Yeah?” he asked. “Go watch my snap” I smirked and he grabbed his phone, opening the snapchat app, then finding my name, and opening my story. “Are you fucking kidding me?” he asked dropping his phone and looking at his shirt. “You couldn’t tell me?” he asked. “Nope, what are friends for right?” I laughed.

Ethan dropped me off and headed back to his. I had just finished changing out of my jeans into some leggings and one of Gray’s shirts. He comes home clearly in a mood. “Gray? Do you like my shirt?” I asked. “Yeah, that’s actually Ethan’s” he snickers. Of course, it is. “Well, it’s in your closet” I scoffed. “I also saw that you went to lunch with him without asking me” he argued. “Grayson, I knew you were with Bryant. If I had known you weren’t that busy I would’ve asked you” I explained. “You still could’ve asked,” he said. “Gray, the only reason I asked Ethan was that I thought you were too busy to drop everything and go to lunch. I didn’t want to go to Chik Fil-A alone because of that one worker. I wanted a guy with me in case he tried something. He was there as a precaution more than anything” I explained once again and he sighed. “Gray, what’s wrong with you recently? You are so upset over Ethan and me?” I asked. “Are you going to leave me for E?” he asked. “God, no. Grayson, I love your brother, he’s my best friend but I’m in love with you. Ethan is like a brother to me. I don’t want Ethan, I have you and I want you” I told him. “I’m sorry for assuming the worst. My anxiety has been getting the best of me” Grayson mumbled. “I know, babe. I’ve noticed you haven’t been sleeping well” I commented. “Yeah” he trailed off. “Why don’t we go lay in bed and snuggle” I suggested and he nodded. He threw his shirt off and climbed into bed with me. I was already laying on my side watching him strip. He scooted closer to me. I could tell he wanted to ask me something but he was scared to. “What do you want Bailey? I can see it on your face” I asked. “Will you just hold me?” he asked. I smiled at him then nodded. “Of course, baby,” I said as he snuggled into me. His head was squished into my chest, one of his arms was tucked under his head, while the other was wrapped around my waist. His legs were tangled in with mine. He just wanted to be close to me. I used my free arm to cradle his head tugging my fingers through his hair trying to relax him. I felt bad for yelling at him about his jealousy but when his anxiety gets this bad, he gets so insecure but it usually doesn’t have anything to do with Ethan and I’s friendship. I bent down and kissed his head. “I’m yours, baby. I love you Grayson Bailey” I whispered knowing he was probably asleep. “Love you too” he mumbled smiling slightly.

We spent most of the next day just laying in bed letting him recover from his mind until James called him. He had a video idea but could only have one of the twins at a time so Grayson headed over to his house. I talked to Gray about Ethan and I hanging out without him. He said that he trusted us and he had no reason not to so I asked Ethan to come to help me pack for my girls weekend while Grayson was gone. I know if I don’t have someone here to kick my ass into gear that it will never get done. Soon enough Ethan walked in the house and up to our room. I was packing for a weekend in San Francisco with a couple of friends. “E, which bathing suit?” I asked holding up three of them. “I don’t know” he shrugged. “Fine, I’ll go try them on,” I said heading into the bathroom. I came back out in my black one. “Thank you, next,” he said hinting to Ariana Grande’s new song. I went in changed into my neon orange one. “Ok, and the last one?” he questioned as I went back to the bathroom. I tried on my last one, a blue one. “The black one,” he said as I walked out. “That one was my least favorite” I sighed. “I figured it would be but I’m picking the one that Grayson will get the least pissed about,” he said as I heard the front door slamming. “Probably a good idea but what was that?” I asked. “Fuck I don’t know. It’s your house” he sassed. I walked outside to see Grayson’s Porsche in the driveway. Soon enough Ethan came out with me. “Is he sitting in his car?” he asked. “Yes, and he looks pissed” I sighed. “Yeah, I’m going to let you handle that,” he said walking passed me. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back. “Don’t you even think about it Dolan” I threatened. I walked over to Grayson’s door and I stood there for a minute before I tapped on his window. He rolled his window down without making eye contact. “Gray, what’s the matter?” I asked. “The matter is I come home to my girlfriend half naked in front of my brother” he shouted. “Grayson, he was helping me pick a bathing suit” I sighed. “Why couldn’t I help you then?” he asked. “Because you weren’t here and I wanted to finish my packing before you got back so we could relax some more before I leave” I explained. “I still don’t get why you needed help with that,” he said bitterly. “You know if you can’t get over the fact that Ethan and I are FRIENDS then maybe we should just be friends too, Grayson,” I said harshly walking towards the house. I walked passed Ethan who looked at me in shock. “Y/N,” E said trying to grab my arm but I kept going.

Grayson’s POV

I sighed then looked over at Ethan. His eyes were looking at mine with sadness. “You know she doesn’t mean that Gray but you have to stop with this shit. You know I would NEVER take your girl from you. She loves you, bro. Stop acting like a damn idiot” he said. “I know, she’s just so damn gorgeous. She could get anyone she wants and I am paranoid” I explained. “You are a fucking idiot if you don’t think she knows what she can get. She knows what she wants already though, Grayson and that’s you” he explained. “Fuck, E. I’m such an idiot!” I screamed pounding my steering wheel. “I want you to know I chose the bathing suit with the most amount of coverage just so you would feel better,” he said. He was a good brother. I’m not sure what’s gotten into me. “I’m going to go on a drive and clear my head. Will you stay here with her and make sure that she’s ok?” I asked him and Ethan nodded.

I came back an hour later to see Ethan sitting on the couch watching tv. “She’s getting ready for bed. I decided to leave her alone for a while. She’s pissed, Gray. You better hope like hell you didn’t fuck this up permanently” he advised and I sighed. “Thanks, E. Love you, bro,” I said. “Love you too, Gray,” he said and I smiled. “I’m going to head out. I’ll see you guys later” he said as I waved him off. I went to our room where I saw Y/N laying with her knees tucked into her chest. “Baby,” I said softly. “Don’t really think you deserve to call me that” she snapped which I deserved that. “Look, I know he only came over here to help. I don’t think I am mad at you or Ethan. I am just scared about what might happen during this trip because I won’t be there to protect my girl” I explained. “I won’t be alone, Grayson and I can protect myself,” she said. “I know but you know how I am. Your safety is my biggest concern” I smiled sheepishly. “I’m not sure what has gotten you so riled up like this but you have this weekend to figure it the fuck out or we’re done, Grayson. I can’t have you accusing me of being with Ethan every chance you get. It kills me when you think I could hurt you like that. Assuming that you and our relationship mean absolutely nothing to me. That I would throw it away like a piece of trash. You and your brother are the best things to ever happen to me, Grayson. I’m not about to lose both of you because of the things you need to work through. I’m so in love with you, Grayson more than you could ever imagine” she explained tears welling in her eyes. “I know you love me, Y/N. I’m so sorry for the hurt and pain I’ve caused you. I promise when you get back this stupid, jealous Grayson will be gone” I said smiling. “You know I can’t resist your beautiful smile,” she said giggling. “That’s my girl, now let’s snuggle before we have to separate for a couple days,” I said and she nodded. She was the best thing that ever happened to me and I have to do everything I can to make sure I don’t fuck it up.

(A/N: I am skipping most of the girls weekend. Let your imaginations fly)

We were walking through San Francisco enjoying our last night here. We walked by a tattoo/piercing shop. “I want to get my tongue pierced, c’mon” my friend Quinn yelled. “Why?” my other friend, MacKenzie asked. “I want to be spontaneous, let’s go,” she said pulling us in. “Did you have an appointment?” a man about 25 with lots of tattoos and quite a few piercings asked. “No do we need one?” she asked. “We?” I asked. “C’mon you guys have to get something too! It’s a girls trip!” Quinn exclaimed. “No, you don’t need one. We’ve got openings for the next hour” he answered. “Good, I want my tongue pierced” she stated. “I’ve always wanted my nose pierced” MacKenzie shrugged. “So, Y/N? What will it be?” Quinn asked. “Maybe my nipples?” I said as more of a question. My nose was already pierced, I don’t wear earrings much, so that’s the next logical step. “What is Grayson going to say?” MacKenzie asked. “I’m paying for it and he’s not so I don’t really care. Let’s be spontaneous!” I yelled as they cheered. Quinn went first then me. After about 5 minutes of measuring and getting the supplies ready I had two silver bars sticking out of either side of my nipples. “Damn they look good. If Grayson doesn’t like them then just know that I think they look cool as hell” Quinn said high fiving me. These things hurt more than I thought but that’s the price of being spontaneous right?

It is Sunday around 8 and we just got back from our girls trip to San Francisco. I was exhausted. I sat in one of Gray’s hoodies that I borrowed for the weekend and some sweats. My hair was thrown into a bun because I truly just wanted to cuddle with Grayson and pass the hell out. I walked into the house and it was quiet. I found Gray in his little office/editing room. “Hi, handsome” I sigh as I walk into the room. I was relieved to be home and with my boyfriend. “You feel better Gray?” I asked as I squeezed into his lap while he sat editing. “Yes, baby. I’m fine. Again I’m sorry for being an ass before you left. How was your weekend?” he asked curiously. “Good,” I said wrapping my arms around his neck and burying my head into my chest. “You sleepy babe?” he asked and I nodded into his chest. He began tracing his fingers on my hips. He did this knowing that it comforts me. Soon enough he lifted my, well his hoodie pulling his fingers up my skin. From my hips to my waist, up to my ribs. He chuckles when he realizes I am braless. “No bra, were we a little eager?” he smirked. “Jus’ tired” I mumble. Soon enough he raises his fingertips higher feeling a cool metal. FUCK, I forgot about my nipple piercings. I lay still hoping he didn’t notice even though he definitely did. “What the fuck are these?” He yells lifting the hoodie up exposing both of my freshly pierced breasts “I thought you went out with friends not high schoolers?!?” he exclaims. “Gray, c’mon they’re hot” I tried. “Yeah, I bet the guy shoving a needle through your nipple thought so too. Bet he got a boner the second you took your shirt off” I yelled. “Gray” I whispered. “Don’t Gray me, if you were going to do that I should’ve been there to make sure they didn’t touch you inappropriately!” he shouts. “Grayson” I tried again. “Why? Who’s idea was this? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I bet the guy loved touching your tits I mean we both know I do” he rambled. He was on a tangent and it didn’t seem like it would ever stop. “Grayson Bailey” I yelled and he stopped his incoherent mumbling. “What?!?” he yelled back. “I know you’re mad but what do you think about them?” I asked trying to move on. “I don’t know because I’m mad that some guy got to touch what’s mine” he grunted. “Grayson, I didn’t enjoy him touching me” I admitted. “I don’t know” he mumbled. “Are you trying to imply that I cheated on you with the guy that pierced my nipples?” I asked in shock. I thought he was done with this jealousy bullshit. “No” he answered and then began to look around. “What?” I asked making him turn his head to look at me. “I don’t think you’re cheating on me with the piercer, Ethan maybe” he shrugged.

“I thought we were done with this, Grayson. After all of this, you still think I would cheat on you with your brother? Your IDENTICAL TWIN brother?” I yelled beyond angry. “He’s seen you more than I have NOT to mention when I came home the other day you were practically naked in front of him” he defended. “You’re a damn idiot if you think I’d cheat on you with anyone let alone Ethan. You clearly don’t trust either of us if you think we’d hurt you like that” I said storming off. I went into our room and slammed the door loudly.

GRAYSON POV

I sigh looking at the video that was almost edited. I liked the nipple piercings I’m just mad she did it without me in case the guy tried to do something inappropriate. I’m only mad because of her safety. I also know she would never cheat on me especially with Ethan. I kind of just wanted to get her riled up. I get up from my spot and walk into our room. Her head tucked into her knees. She was crying. “Baby?” I whisper. “Oh you decided to talk to your cheating whore girlfriend I see” she snapped. “Baby, don’t be like that” I sighed. “Clearly if you think I’m some twin whore I need to be” she yells. She’s hurt. “Y/N, I know you’re mad at me baby girl. I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said or even thought that you were cheating on me especially with Ethan. I know you would NEVER do that. I’m also sorry I got mad about the piercings. I was upset because you were so vulnerable to this guy and I wasn’t there to protect you. I do like them, a lot actually. They’re really hot. I just was concerned about your safety. I’m sorry for being an asshole” I finished my apology. “You’re a fucking idiot for thinking I’d have sex with Ethan. Are you kidding me? I’d kill him. You need to keep your damn jealousy under control, Grayson. He’s your brother. Keep in mind he’s the reason we are together so if I really wanted Ethan we would have already fucked by now but I fell for you so the next time you EVER think about accusing me of sleeping with your brother maybe you should think about that. You know Ethan would bang me all night if I asked so don’t tempt me” she said looking right at me.

Y/N’s POV

I watched Grayson’s jaw clench. I had him pissed off now. “What does the idea of your brother fucking me into oblivion bother you?” I ask. “Yes it fucking bothers me” he growls. He pushes me down on the bed harshly. “Stop talking about Ethan. You. Are. Mine” he grits through his teeth. “Why? I bet his dick is bigger” I taunt. “Oh yeah?” He asked as he flicks my nipple. “Gray that hurts” I whine. “Then stop talking about Ethan” he threatens. “Now you’ve done pissed me off so you’re going to do as I say or you’ll get punished. You’ve been way too damn mouthy” he orders. “Oh yeah?” I ask. “Yeah, so I am going to put your mouth to work. Get on your knees and suck me off, pretty girl” he orders and I did as told. Maybe this is what we needed. Angry, jealous sex. I pulled his sweats off of him as well as his boxers. I wrapped my hand around him trying to get him harder than he already was. “I want your mouth. Remember that is why you are in this situation” he chimed. I wrapped my lips around his tip sucking lightly. “Fuck” he grunted at the new sensation. As I took more of him in my mouth I looked up at him batting my lashes. “Such a good girl taking my cock like that. Finally something big enough to shut you up” he grinned. I took more and more in my mouth. Soon enough his tip hit the back of my throat making him moan loudly. “Choking on daddy’s cock is better than talking back isn’t princess?” he asked. I removed him from my mouth, wiped the tear falling from my cheek then said: “Yes, daddy”. “I’m not quite close enough yet, continue” he demanded. I licked a stripe up his member then sucked on his tip a little harder than the last time. I heard him hiss above me as I felt him take my hair out of the bun and turn it into a makeshift ponytail. “I’m in charge, princess. Always” he said looking down at me. He was dominant but he always made sure I was ok. He began using the ponytail to bob my head up and down on his cock. I used my hand to pump what I couldn’t fit in my mouth. He began moving me faster and a little bit harder until I felt him at the back of my throat making me gag. He pulled me off then said “That was amazing, princess but now I have to make sure you’re ready for me because I am going to fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow” he promised and I could tell he meant it. What did I get myself into?

 He began kissing me repeatedly while taking the hoodie off. He pulled my sweats off leaving me in my underwear. “Lay on the bed” he instructed and I did just that. He kissed me gently which I knew not to take as a sign of him slowing down. That was definitely not the case. He kissed down my body smirking when he saw the metal poking out of my nipples. “I can’t wait until these are healed so I can drive you absolutely crazy with them,” he said continuing his way down my body. He stopped at my underwear looking up at me. He smirked before placing a kiss where I needed him most. “Soaked through your panties I see, baby girl. Now use that dirty mouth of yours and tell me who made you this wet?” he asked. I contemplated for a second before answering him “Ethan” I said plainly. I watched his jaw clench again as he slapped my thigh harshly. “Who?” he growled as he moved my underwear to the side and pressed his thumb to my clit. “Fuck, you Grayson. You always make me feel good” I groaned. “Damn right,” he said increasing his speed. I was a mess under his touch and he knew it. He pulled my underwear off so he could get a full view of my dripping pussy.”You know I don’t think my fingers are enough” he said as his lips wrapped around my clit, sucking harshly. I screamed his name as I bucked my hips. He used his free hand to hold my hips down as lips continued sucking at my clit while he pumped his finger in and out of my folds. “Fuck” I whimpered. “Tell me who makes you feel this good, princess?” he asked looking up at me. “You do, daddy. Only you” I said as his tongue teased my clit. I felt his tongue flatten against me as I pushed my hips down trying to cause more friction but he held me down. “No, no. I decide, remember?” he said adding another finger. His tongue began tracing patterns, figures, and shapes on my clit. He could tell I was close as I clenched around his fingers. Pumping them faster and harder as his tongue picked up speed. “Gray, I’m so close” I moaned. “C’mon princess. Cum for me. Cum on daddy’s tongue” he said and that’s all it took. A couple more pumps of his fingers and flicks of his tongue and I was his. I screamed his name as I felt my high rush through my body and the pit in my stomach flourished and subsided. I laid there for a moment to catch my breath. “We aren’t done. On your hands and knees, baby girl” he instructed. I adjusted myself into the position he requested. I felt his tip run up and down my folds. “Are you ready for daddy to show you that you are mine. That he’s the only one allowed to wreck your sweet pussy?” he asked. “Fuck, yes. Daddy, please” I begged. Without a second’s notice, he thrusted himself in me. “Fuck” I hissed as he hit my g-spot on the first try. “Right there” I moaned. “Who makes you feel this good?” he asked again. “You do, Gray” I screamed as his hit my g-spot with every hard and fast thrust he sent my way. “Do you think Ethan could make you feel this good, princess?” he asked. “No, daddy. Only you” I groaned. “Good girl,” he said reaching around to rub my clit. After a few more thrusts he removed himself and I whined at the feeling. “Lay back down I want to see your face when I make you cum all over my cock” Grayson demanded so I complied. He pushed himself back into me. I moaned at the sensation as he quickly returned to his pace. “Fuck you feel so good around me” he groaned. “I’m close Gray” I groaned. “Me too” he grunted as his hand wrapped around my throat. Holy shit this was new but fuck, it was hot. “Gray” I groaned signaling that I was close. “Fuck, cum for me. Show me how daddy makes you feel” he said. After a few more thrusts I felt the pit in my stomach hit its peak once again as I released myself on his dick. “fuck, daddy” I yelled as my high washed over me causing me to clench around Grayson involuntarily. “Oh fuck, Y/N” he moaned as his orgasm washed over him too. He pulled himself out of me then put his boxers back on while throwing me some clothes. “We need to have angry sex more often,” I said. “I agree but I wasn’t that angry” he admitted and I looked over at him. “I was honestly over the whole Ethan thing I just wanted to get pissed off enough to fuck you like crazy,” he said. “Grayson we can do that again as many times as you want and if it takes me saying I want to fuck Ethan then holy shit I will say it every day” I chuckled. “Maybe not that crazy but whatever you want,” he said. “You know I don’t want to sleep with your brother I just wanted to piss you off so you’d fuck me like crazy too” I admitted. “We’re so damn crazy, baby girl,” he said. “Yes, we are” I groaned. “I love you, Y/N,” he said kissing my forehead then crawling in bed beside me. “I love you too, Gray,” I said snuggling into him. “Oh, and those nipple piercings are going to drive me absolutely crazy. How long until they heal?” he asked. “Six months” I answered and he groaned. “Too long” he mumbled. “It’ll go by fast, Gray,” I said as he looked up at me and shook his head. His fluffy hair swaying from side to side. Someone tell me how he can go from a dominant sex god to a fluffy teddy bear in a matter of minutes?

“Early”(Grayson Dolan Smut)

Warnings: cursing, sexual graphic nature

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You’re sitting on the couch all curled up in your blanket as you unenthusiastically flip through the channels of your television. It’s been a couple months since you’ve last seen Grayson, but you understood what his job entailed. He loved to act and make videos and though it kept you two apart for some time, you made sure to stay by him and support his dream. He loved you so much for it.

‘Just a few more weeks.’ You told yourself with a frown as a commercial for ‘Teen House: Youtuber Edition’ appeared on the screen.

When you would tell people how much you missed him, they would nod and express that they understood, but in actuality, they didn’t. They didn’t feel the aching pain in the pit of your stomach every time you thought about Grayson, knowing he wasn’t around and wouldn’t be for some time. It made you feel that much lonelier and it will only get worse once he goes off to tour.

A few moments had passed then your cell phone began to vibrate. You looked down at the phone screen and a stupid grin imprinted on your face when you saw who it was, almost shyly biting on your bottom lip.

[Grayson:] Hey babe I’m about to film a few more scenes then going back to the apt with E. I just wanted to tell you that I love you and I miss you. 3 more weeks! :P

(y/n): Have fun! I love & miss you too. I can’t wait to see you. That one weekend 2 months ago was not enough :(

[Grayson:] I know ): I promise when I get home we’ll lock ourselves in the bedroom for days until I smell and you force me to shower. :D

You laughed and shook your head.

(y/n): LOL just come home! We’ll deal with your hygiene later.

[Grayson:] Lmao ;) I will soon!

[Grayson:] Ok, babe, I gotta go. I love you. Call you later.

(y/n): ok love you too.

You set your phone aside and exhaled a heavy breath as you went back to your lonely reality.

Looking around your apartment you realized it could use a little cleaning. Not that it really needed it, but it gave you something to do to pass the time on your day off from work. You decided to do what you always did, start with the back rooms then work your way out to the main rooms, like the living room and the kitchen. It was something weird your mom taught you to do, you never understood why, but you kept doing it anyway.

An hour and a half later, as you’re dusting the living room, there was a knock at the door. You headed over and opened the door to find a delivery man standing there with a box that looked like chocolates.

“Are you Ms. (y/f/n) (y/l/n)?” he asked with a thick accent.

“Yes.”

He handed you a brick sized electronic device to sign. Once you finished signing, you both made the exchange and you noticed the box had a small note attached. You smiled as you closed the door and quickly removed the note from its small envelope.

Hey Babe,

I know it’s been hard with me gone, but don’t forget how much I love you. You’re my rock and I don’t know what I’d do without you. I hope you love the chocolates and flowers. see you soon.

Love, Grayson.

After you read the note, it hit you that you didn’t receive any flowers. Swiftly you set the chocolates on the counter and headed for the door, hoping the delivery guy didn’t leave just yet. You swung the door open then you froze, standing there with wide eyes like you were seeing a ghost.

“Looks like the delivery guy forgot to give you your flowers. Someone isn’t getting a tip.” He grinned widely holding up your bouquet of roses.

“Grayson!” you leaped over wrapping your arms around his neck and squeezed him tight, trying so hard not to cry. “Oh my god, baby!”

He laughed, wrapping his arm around you as he held out his other arm that way you didn’t crush your flowers. “I missed you, too.”

It didn’t take long before your lips slammed onto his, kissing him hungrily to show him how much you’ve been aching for him since he’s been gone. It only took seconds for you both to move from the door to the couch, without breaking the kiss. He set your flowers aside on the coffee table then his fingers jumbled to unbutton your shirt.

“Just rip it.” You murmured against his lips and your hands founds its way down to unbutton his pants.

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“You’re not wasting any time.” He chuckled.

Suddenly your shirt was undone and the buttons could be heard falling onto the floor. It didn’t matter, as long as you had him back.

Grayson took a second to scan his eyes up and down, admiring your body. His hand gradually ran up your side, cupping your breast that was covered with lace material. “You’re so damn beautiful, (y/n).”

You smiled partially as your teeth grazed against your bottom lip. Chills spread throughout your body with his hands gently glided along your skin. It was almost surreal that he was back. “Love me, Grayson.”

“I love you.” His head dropped down and began kissing softly along your neck; you wrapped a leg around him as you released a soft gasping moan.

He pulled down your bra, exposing your gorgeous breasts, kissing and nibbling on each one just the way you like it, but today wasn’t a day for taking your time. It had been a couple months since you’ve been with each other; Skype and the phone didn’t count, you yearned for him desperately.

“I need you inside of me.” You whispered with plea.

A grin etched his face. Not long after, he tugged down your pants, along with your panties in one quick motion, and dropped them onto the floor. He briefly stood to remove his pants as you reached down and began to slowly tease your fingers along your already wet slit in encouragement to make him rush.

He slid his pants off then kicked them across the floor and pulled your hand away from your opening, seeing your fingers already covered in your juices. “Hey,” he pulled your hand up to his mouth and slowly sucked on your fingers, “no starting without me.”

“Then you better hurry.” You smirked.

Grayson positioned himself between your legs and grasped onto his stiff length, gradually stroking himself as he teased his tip at your already swollen clit. You bit down on your lip and whimpered, running your hands up his chest, “Gray!” you scolded with a giggle at his tease.

He pushed himself in slowly, knowing you needed to adjust to him despite how wet you were, it had been so long since you’ve been together. You gasped as you arched your back, your legs already wrapped loosely around his waist, but your walls hugged firmly around his length. He released a groan with an almost surprised undertone, nearly forgetting how tight you were.

It didn’t take long for you to switch positions that landed you on top. Right then was the moment all the imagines came flooding into your mind of all the other girls that have been all over him. Hugging up on him, kissing him, faking love scenes—you needed to remind Grayson of why he came back home to you.

You pressed your hands against his chest for support and started to roll your hips, slow and hard, just the way he loved it. That low groan that you missed so much emitted from his lips and his long fingers gripped tightly onto your waist. “Fuck, (y/n), don’t stop.”

“I won’t, baby.”

In fact, you began to thrust your hips even faster, both of your moans filling the room and it only increased from there. You felt his fingers digging into your hips harder, knowing they’d leave bruises, but that didn’t matter. Grayson pulled you down against his chest and began thrusting up into you deeply, your loud moans now bordering screams that only encouraged him to thrust harder.

“Fuck! Fuck, Grayson!”

He kissed up your neck then groaned into your ear, “Cum for me.”

“I am! I’m gonna cum for you!” you cried out breathlessly.

“Shit—“ Gray hissed, his hands reaching down gripping tightly onto your ass. “Now! cum for me, now, (y/n).”

You didn’t have time for a response; it was within seconds that you yelled his name and your walls clenched around him only to have him call out your name not long after. You collapsed against his sweaty chest as you felt his hot creamy load spill inside of you. He moaned softly with his continued thrusts, helping you to ride out your orgasm.

“I wasn’t even home five minutes before you attacked.” He continued laughing, rubbing a hand up and down your back.

For a moment you both remained silent, lying there in bliss, him kissing along your sweaty forehead. That changed as soon as you both began to laugh tiredly.

“Are you trying to complain?”

“What?! No! I can never complain,” Grayson leaned in and pecked your lips softly, “I just hope my bag is still outside the door.” He chuckled.

You buried your face in the crook of his neck and laughed some more at the thought he didn’t even have time to bring his bag in.

“I’ll go check to see if my bag is still out there. You go get the shower ready, and I’ll meet you in there.”

“Okay, but hurry up.” You attempted to sound demanding, but it didn’t work. It only appeared cute to him.

You kissed his lips one last time then got up from being on top of him and ran off to the bathroom, of course he waited and watched you go before he got up himself to grab his bag hastily from the hall.

Once he brought the bag inside, Grayson opened his duffle and pulled out a small red box, opening it up to see the diamond ring inside. He grinned contently as he stared at it for a moment then closed the box and put it back in the bag.

“Baby! Come on! Water’s nice and hot!” you called out as you stepped into the shower.

He zipped up the bag and made his way toward the bathroom. ‘I’m gonna marry this girl.’

Day of Pranks (Ethan)

Requested by anonymous: “ethan and you spend a day pranking each other”

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It’s Friday morning and you’re lying in bed, comfy under the comforter. The bed was empty next to you, so you assumed that Ethan was already up and getting ready for the day. You grabbed your phone off the nightstand and began going through your social medias.

You were replying to a tweet when all of a sudden you felt a cold splash against your arm, a maniacal laugh you immediately recognized.

“Ethan!” You screamed, jumping up from the bed, your clothes now sopping wet.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” He said, out of breath from laughing.

“That’s fine, keep laughing. You wont feel like that when you’re stuck drying your sheets on your own.” You called from the bathroom while you began to change your clothes.

“Aw, no fun.” Ethan said.

“Too bad, so sad.” You said, punching his arm as you walked past him. You met Grayson in the kitchen for breakfast and made yourself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. You heard the water start in Ethan’s bathroom and looked up at Grayson.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked.

“You wanna help me prank Ethan?” You asked him, a sinister smile on your face.

“Oh, you don’t even have to ask.” Grayson laughed.

You and Grayson sat at the table discussing what you were gonna do to prank Ethan, and you finally came up with an idea.

You and Grayson quietly snuck into his room and took all of his clothes of out his closet, while you began documenting everything on your snapchat.

“It’s a good thing he sings in the shower at the top of his lungs, or else he for sure would’ve heard us.” You laughed while you and Grayson threw his clothes around the backyard.

“Are the other doors to the backyard locked?” You asked Grayson, and he nodded. You heard the water shut off and Ethan start yelling from the bathroom, and you immediately hid in the living room.

“What did she do with all my clothes!” He yelled, running into the kitchen, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“What are you yelling about?” Grayson said, not looking up from his phone.

“Where’s (Y/N) and what did she do with my clothes? Oh, there they all are.” He said, finally catching glimpse of them outside on the back patio. You watched as he made his way outside and quickly ran to the back door to lock him outside.

“Ha ha. Got you back.” You laughed, poking your tongue out at him. Grayson came up to you and gave you a high five, laughing at Ethan with you.

“Okay, this is way worse than what I did to you.” He sighed. “C'mon let me in.”

“Pick up all your clothes first.” You said, crossing your arms.

“I will break this glass, I’m not kidding.”

“You’re gonna be the one to clean it up.” Grayson said, raising an eyebrow at Ethan. He groaned and you and Grayson watched from inside as he began running around the backyard and picking up his clothes. Coming back and forth between the grass and the patio caused his towel to fall from his waist, and you and Grayson to start laughing at him harder since he was now naked running around the backyard.

“Why wouldn’t you put clothes on before you started?” You called from inside, warranting a middle finger from Ethan. Once all of his clothes were picked up from the backyard he piled them all up by the door, and finally slipped on a pair of underwear and shorts.

“Can I please come in now?” He asked, bracing himself against the wall and catching his breath.

“I suppose so.” You said as you unlocked the door.

“Where are my shirts?” He asked, and you shrugged.

“I only know where one is.” You said, dangling one in his face, just out of his reach.

“(Y/N), please.”

“What are you gonna give me in return?” You asked.

“All the kisses in the world.” He said softly as he moved closer to you.

“Pass.” You laughed, causing Ethan’s jaw to drop.

“I’ll let you drive my jeep.”

“Tempting. Where to?” You asked.

“Anywhere we go for the next week.”

“Week and a half.”

“Deal.” Ethan said, snatching his shirt out of your hand. He slipped it over his head and you helped him bring his clothes back into his room. After he finished putting all his clothes up he turned to you and crossed his arms. “Where are the rest of my shirts?” He asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said, keeping your best poker face.

“Well, I have a decent amount of shirts that I usually hang up in my closet. You have one on, and I have one on, that’s only two. And I know I have more than just two shirts.” He said, sitting on the bed next to you. “What do I have to do to get you to tell me where they are?” He asked.

“What are you offering?” You asked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I think you know exactly what I’m offering.” His face just inches from yours.

“You’re gonna let me drive your jeep every where we go for the next two weeks?” You asked, pushing him away just before he was able to kiss you. You jumped up and grabbed his keys from his dresser. “Your other shirts are in Grayson’s closet.”

“I never agreed to two weeks.” Ethan laughed, walking over to you.

“Come on, we’re already at a week and a half, what’s three more days?” You asked, tracing circles on his chest as he stood in front of you. “Now, it’s been a busy morning, and I’m very hungry. Let’s go eat.” You said as you slipped your shoes on and made your way out to his car.

“Good to know you only love me for my car and not my kisses.” Ethan laughed as he sat in the passenger seat.

“I love your kisses, but I love your car.” You laughed as you started it. You pulled out of the driveway and drove to a nearby restaurant for lunch, since it was now already mid-afternoon.

“I’m gonna run to the bathroom real quick.” You said, and Ethan nodded, following the hostess to a table. Once you were done, you found him at a booth and slid in across from him. You ordered your drinks and your food, having nice conversation while you waited, planning out your day.

Once you were done, the waiter brought your ticket to the table and Ethan placed his card in the booklet. A few minutes passed and the waiter came back to the table, a concerned look on his face.

“Uh, I’m sorry, but your card’s been declined.”

“Oh, uh, (Y/N) did you bring your card with you?” Ethan asked you, and you shook your head.

“No. I didn’t even bring my wallet since my license is in yours.” You sighed.

“Okay, well, I will call someone to bring another card up here.” Ethan said to the waiter and he nodded and walked back to the kitchen. “Call Grayson and ask him to bring his card up here, hopefully he wont take that long. I’m gonna call the bank and see about getting a new card.” He said, and you nodded.

"I have no signal in here, I’m gonna go outside.” You said, as you began dialing Grayson’s number. Ethan nodded and you walked outside, standing on the sidewalk while you talked to Grayson and he agreed to come up to the restaurant to pay your bill.

Just as you went to hang up, Ethan’s hand wrapped around your wrist and you were now running back towards his car, your heart pounding in your chest.

“Hurry up! Unlock the door!” He yelled. You fumbled with the keys and finally got the door opened as you and Ethan climbed in. “Let’s go!” He yelled as you continued fumbling with the keys to get the car started, pulling out of the parking lot and leaving the restaurant.

“Wait, Ethan no! I’m not gonna leave this restaurant without paying our bill!” You said, as you began to turn back towards the parking lot.

“No, no! It’s okay, I paid!” He said as you slammed on the brakes, stopping short of the car in front of you. You put the car in park and turned to him.

“What?” You asked as he handed you the receipt. “Oh my god, you’re the worst!” You laughed as you crumpled it up and threw it at him, starting to drive

“I told the waiter while you were in the bathroom to pretend like my card declined. Then while you were outside on the phone, I signed the other receipt, then came out of the restaurant.” He laughed.

“What about Grayson?” You asked.

“I text him while you were outside and told him not to worry about it.”

“What the hell? He’s supposed to be on my side.” You said, causing Ethan to laugh.

Once you got home, you and Ethan continued pranking each other, but they were on a much smaller scale.

“Are you two done being weird, I’m tired of being in the middle of this.” Grayson sighed as you sat down to dinner.

“Almost.” You said quietly as Ethan sat down at the table, setting his pizza down in front of him. He looked down and saw a small anchovy sitting on it.

“Awe, come on.”

“Eat it and we’ll call it a truce.” You said, locking eyes with Ethan.

“You swear?” He asked, holding his pinky up to you.

“Swear.” You laughed, hooking your pinky with his. He looked down at his slice of pizza and frowned, quickly taking the bite and swallowing it.

“I can’t taste it if I don’t think about it for that long.” He laughed. You and the twins finished your dinner and began to wind down for the night.

“Mmm, how warm.” You said as you lied down in Ethan’s bed, his sheets nice and fresh.

“I know you said I had to clean them on my own, but you could’ve at least helped me put them back on.” He laughed. He climbed into bed next to you and flinched as he went to put his arm around you. “Relax, I’m not gonna do anything. I’d never break a pinky promise.” He said.

“I still don’t trust you.” You laughed. You rolled over to put your phone on the charger and you felt Ethan’s arms wrapped around your waist. He pulled you close into his chest and felt his chin on the top of your head as you intertwined your fingers with his.

“I love you.” He said softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“I love you too. Now go to sleep.” You said, kissing the back of his hand. He tightened his arms around you and you slowly began to fall asleep.

“A Proposition”~An Ethan Dolan Imagine

A/N: Buckle your seat belts my loves, this one is kind of wild. It’s probably not what you imagine Sugar Daddy Ethan as but maybe. Idk. I thought of something then just rolled with it. I am actually really proud of this so I hope you guys like it!

Word Count: 7, 664 (aka really effing long)

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, DADDY! Ethan, Death, Angst, Fluff, Hints of Domestic Abuse, and Suicide (It’s said once nothing too bad) 

I told you it was wild. 

Ethan’s POV
I don’t know what it was that attracted me to the girl who sat in the Starbucks three blocks from my house, but she caught my eye. It could be her mysteriousness, her smile that I, unfortunately, don’t see that often, her eyes, honestly it could be anything. She’s here almost every day as if it’s an escape for her. Her name was Y/N which I only knew from the barista calling her order when it was complete. I need to just suck it up and talk to her, but she was just so beautiful. Who am I? What am I saying? I’m Ethan Fucking Dolan. I walk over to her table, pull the chair across from her out and sit down. “Sure, you can sit there” she chided. “Oh, a sarcastic one I see. I like feisty ones” I smirked. “Yeah, and I’ll kick your ass” she promised. “Good luck with that one, doll,” I said sipping my drink. “Can I help you?” she asked clearly annoyed, at least for now. “I was wondering if I could take you out?” I asked. “Umm, why?” she blushed. “Not so tough now are we, sweetheart?” I asked. “I’m nothing to talk about” she whispered. “Stop,” I said harshly, and she looked at me confused. “I think you’re beautiful” I smiled. “Well thank you umm” she stalled waiting for my name. “Ethan” I finished her sentence and she nodded. “So that date?” I asked. “We’re already sitting here. Tell me about yourself and I will think about it” she answered. She’s a tough nut to crack but I’m willing to work through it. Therefore, I sat and told her about myself. My parents who were still together and my twin brother. (You’ll find out later why Cameron isn’t mentioned) “So, there’s two of you?” she asked at the mention of Grayson. “Oh, no. I’m one of a kind” I told her. “You’re a twin so not exactly, Ethan” she retorted. Hearing her say my name sent shivers down my spine. “I told you some about me, I think it’s your turn” I returned. So, she proceeded to tell me about her parents, her goals, her dreams, and her ambitions. All these things seemed way bigger than me but nonetheless, we continued. “Well speaking of family, Grayson is calling me so how about that date?” I asked hoping for a yes. “Sure, pick me up tomorrow at 7” she smiled. “Deal but I don’t have your address,” I said. “Give me your phone,” she said sticking her hand out and without a moment’s hesitation, I handed it to her. Who am I becoming? Dates? Small Talk? Handing a girl my phone voluntarily? Grayson. I was becoming Grayson.

It was the next night and I was preparing for my date with Y/N. I had to step up my clothing game because I have a feeling she is going to look even more gorgeous than before. We were going to a 5-star restaurant, so I decided dress slacks with a button up and a jacket would be best. I decided to text her to make sure she was wearing appropriate attire.

E: Make sure you wear a long dress

Y/N: Like an evening gown?

E: Um, sure

Y: Already planned on it but thank you for the warning

E: I’ll be there in 30

Y: Alrighty, see you then

I finished my hair off with some hairspray and got dressed. While I was dressing the nerves began to set in. I hopped in my Jeep and drove to the address she sent me this morning. It was an apartment complex. Apartment 1D (haha sorry I had to) to be exact. I rode the creaky elevator up to her floor then knocked on her door. She opened the door looking drop dead gorgeous just as I expected her to. “You clean up nice” she smiled. “You look just” I sputtered out. “I’m literally speechless” I finished what I was trying to stay. Her cheeks started to blush, so I reached my hand out. “Should we leave?” I asked, and she nodded grabbing my hand. We rode the creaky elevator once more. “I’m getting you out of this building” I whispered as we headed to the Jeep. “It’s just the elevator. There’s been a work order placed” she tried to explain. “I don’t care. Most landlords don’t give a fuck and I’m not having you get stuck in an elevator from 1957” I said kind of exaggerated. “This building was built in 80’s, E” she giggled, and I tensed up. No one calls me, E. Grayson is the only one and even then, it’s rare. We were already halfway there and I think she saw my body language. “What’s wrong, E?” she asked. “Can you stop saying that?” I said harshly. Well looks like I’ve fucked this up already. She stayed silent. “I’m sorry that nickname just has a bitter past for me and I just don’t like it” I tried to explain. “I’m sorry, Ethan” she whispered as she said my name. She was scared of me, what the fuck am I doing? We drove in silence the rest of the way. “Y/N” I sighed as we pulled in. “This restaurant is way too fancy” she commented. “I can afford it, I promise but that’s beside the point” I muttered. “Well then what’s the point?” she bit back. “I’m sorry for snapping at you. Someone very close to me called me that and they are gone now. It’s been long enough and I’m an adult, so it shouldn’t bother me” I explained. “I get it. The toughest people are allowed to be sensitive. Let’s go eat, shall we?” she smiled, and I nodded. She kissed my cheek and it was my turn to blush. I’m turning into mush, what the hell? “Wait,” I said as she tried to open the door. I ran around and opened the door for her because that’s what gentlemen do, right? “Why thank you,” she said as she began walking us into the restaurant. Her eyes moved in a million different directions trying to take in everything around her. “Ethan” she whispered. “Yes?” I asked. “This is too much. You can’t bring me to a place like this. It’s literally our first date” she said still shocked. “So, does that mean there will be more?” I asked. “Only if you take me somewhere less expensive. I don’t need all of this” she said. “Ah but you deserve it” I said, and she rolled her eyes.

We sat at our table and began talking some more. Learning a little bit more about each other. I was trying to decide if I should bring up why I brought her here. Why I truly want her. I was scared she would run but at the same time, I felt as if she’d understand. Our food arrived moments later interrupting our thoughts. “This food is amazing” she commented after a couple bites. “Yeah, I’m not going to bring you to a bad restaurant on the first date,” I said. “Ethan, why did you want me? Me of all people? A girl who has nothing but an apartment with a rickety elevator and some sketchy stairs” she asked. She was insecure, she tried to be a badass, but she couldn’t always keep her composure. “Don’t doubt yourself, Y/N. You’re absolutely gorgeous” I complimented. “You want something” she assumed but she wasn’t wrong. “In a way, yes” I agreed. I guess it’s now or never. “Look I’m not sure if you know who Grayson and I used to be” I started. “You looked familiar so I googled Ethan. You and your brother were the first two to pop up. The Dolan Twins” she said. “Yes, we were YouTubers but not anymore. We stopped after—” I stopped to gather my thoughts as to why we stopped. “Anyways, I have lots of money because after we stopped YouTube Grayson and I founded a company. It is called Dolan Partnerships. Now I’m not implying that you’re a gold digger by any means. That hasn’t crossed my mind once. Now I’m 23 but I have only my family and a couple close friends” I said as she interrupted me. “Are you going to kidnap me? Are you in a gang or something?” she asked. “No, I’m not going to kidnap you. I couldn’t even imagine laying a finger on your pretty head now listen. This part is important” I told her, and she nodded. “My family always harps on Gray and me because we never have girlfriends. My mom wants grandkids” I said, and I saw her eyes grow wide. “I’m not saying we have to fall in love, get married, have kids, and get old together but we can fake it if that’s what you want but I’m willing to buy you things in return for being my girlfriend, so to speak. I have lots of money to spend and no one to spend it on. Part of this is selfish. I want someone to spoil and maybe eventually love because I do like you. I truly think you’re so beautiful but if you don’t want to, I get it” I finished my pitch. She gave me a look of confusion but the words that followed were shocking. “I’ll do it but not because of the stuff or the money but because I like you too” she smiled. “So are we like faking it or are we going to like actually try to have a relationship?” I asked. “It’s totally up to you” I added. “I don’t know why we couldn’t try,” she said. Boy did I pick the right girl for this.

Y/N POV
What in the actual fuck did I just agree to? Ethan was attractive, to say the least. He’s hot as hell quite frankly but you can tell he’s troubled. Deep down you can tell he cares, maybe too much and that’s why he is the way he is. He definitely loves people whole-heartedly once he learns to love them. I didn’t agree to his idea because of the items or the money he has but because I know he’s capable of love and even if he’s not the one I marry then at least I can say I tried to help him when he needed it. Even if it doesn’t work out then you live, and you learn right?

These thoughts all flooded my brain as I laid in bed after Ethan had dropped me off. He walked me to my apartment even though it meant he had to go in the elevator that he despises. He kissed me goodnight, just on the cheek though. Would I have stopped if it had been more? I can’t say for sure. My phone dinging drifted me out of my thoughts.

Ethan: I hope you had fun tonight

Y/N: I did, thank you

Ethan: You want to do something Saturday?

Y/N: Sure, but can we not do anything expensive?

Ethan: The entire point is so I can spoil you

Y/N: Ok but let’s ease into it. I’m not used to this

Ethan: How about you can come over and we will get take out?

Y/N: You promise that you aren’t trying to kidnap me?

Ethan: I promise

Y/N: I have an early day. I’ll talk to you tomorrow

Ethan: Alright, good night. Sleep well, gorgeous

Y/N: Good night, Ethan. I need to make up a good nickname for you

Ethan: haha

Y/N: There was one from a video I watched from your channel, but I can’t remember it

Ethan: NO!


Y/N: Ah, Eee-tee-wee-tee. I like it!

Ethan: Goodnight, Y/N

I chuckled and then plugged my phone in. I was curious as to why he got so upset over me calling him E. It’s common to nickname someone after their first initial. There was something going on there. Maybe I’ll ask on Saturday.

We had spent the next couple days texting each other quite often and he even called me once. I was excited to just spend time with him and this way he didn’t have to spend boatloads of money on me. He told me to wear something comfortable, so I threw on some leggings, a nice sweater, put my hair in a bun, applied a little bit of mascara, and some boots to shield my toes from the bitter cold. He insisted on picking me up again. “You’re not staying here much longer. I do not trust that elevator” he told me. “Ethan, I have a lease and I just signed it four months ago” I explained. “Y/N, I have money and I will pay for you to break your lease” he replied. “Well, where would I live?” I asked. “With me?” he questioned even himself. “I barely know you,” I told him. “You’re right that was dumb” he mumbled. “How about I stay a couple nights a week then we will increase it little by little” I suggested. “Sounds good but you’re still moving out of that apartment,” he said again. “You are so damn stubborn” I exclaimed, and he gave me a cheeky smile. This boy, I swear.

“Chinese?” he asked. “Sounds good” I smiled as he picked up his phone to place the order. “It’ll be here in half an hour,” he said putting his phone down. “What should we do?” I asked him. “A tour?” he asked as we had only made it to one room, the kitchen. It was huge. “Sure,” I said. He pulled my hand into his and pulled me through the house. “This is the living room,” he said as I looked around. “Dining room, that I never use” he explained. “Maybe we could have a party here or even do Thanksgiving” I suggested. “You would want to?” he asked. “Only if you want to” I smiled, and he nodded. He showed me to a couple more rooms downstairs then we went up the grand staircase which was magnificent. “This is my guest room,” he said for when he has family stay. “This is my room,” he told me. His room was pretty clean, not great but not bad for a 23-year-old bachelor. “And this is your room if you don’t want to sleep in my room yet which I totally understand” he explained.

I wasn’t sure how I felt about sharing a room with him, maybe I’d try it? It sounds nice not sleeping alone for once. We toured the rest of the house the hallways, the closets, the bathrooms, and other things. Someone rang the doorbell as we finished, probably the Chinese delivery guy. Ethan went to get it as I walked the house. So, he was basically my sugar daddy, right? He wants to buy me things and spoil me, but I don’t know how this works. “Can we talk?” I asked as we started munching on our take out. “Sure,” he said hesitantly. “I’m not exactly sure how this all works?” I told him. “How what works?” he asked. “Youbeingmysugardaddy” I said fast, and he chuckled. “It’s easy if you want something, tell me, and I’ll buy it. If I think you deserve something, then I’ll buy it for you. It’s not a bad thing. I want to spoil you” he said as he shoved Chow Mein into his mouth. “I don’t need anything, Ethan. I have everything” I said. “That’s where you’re wrong because I have a plan for tomorrow” he smiled. “Oh, yeah?” I asked. “It’s a surprise though,” he told me, and I scoffed.

We finished our Chinese as well as our conversation. He picked a decent looking movie to watch on Netflix. “Can we cuddle?” he asked in a whisper tone. “Yes, Ethan” I smiled. He was already on the couch, so I pretty much had no option but to basically lay on top of him. Before the movie was over he had fallen asleep. He looked so peaceful. It was around 11 when the movie ended so I decided to wake him up. “Ethan. Ethan. Ethannn.” I said, and his eyes finally opened. “Hmm?” he hummed. “Let’s get you to bed” I stated sitting at the end of the couch. “Only if you come with” he negotiated. “Alright, fine. Let’s go” I said standing up trying to get him off the couch. His eyes shot open when he realized that I agreed to stay the night. “Are you going to sleep in my room or your room?” he asked quietly. “This house is so big. I’m kind of scared to sleep alone” I admitted. “Good then you can sleep in my room where I can cuddle you and protect you,” he said, smiling then getting up from the couch.

The next morning, I woke up and the bed was empty. I went downstairs to see the entire menu of IHOP on the kitchen table. “I uh didn’t know what you liked, and I didn’t want to wake you, so I got a little bit of everything” he blushed. “You could’ve woken me up and we could’ve gone together” I smiled kissing his cheek. “I wanted to surprise you besides there’s a whole day of surprises coming today” he smirked. “Ethannnn” I groaned. “Please just let me spoil you” he begs. “Fine but I’m going to complain about it,” I said taking a bite of the strawberry pancakes. “We’re not going to eat all of this why don’t you ask Grayson if he wants to join us?” I suggested. “That’s a good idea,” he said grabbing his phone. After a short phone call with his brother Ethan told me Grayson was on his way. Soon enough Grayson barged through the door. “Who is she?” Grayson asked. “I’m Y/N-Ethan’s—” I trailed off. “She’s my girlfriend so don’t get any ideas, little bro” Ethan warned. “I may be your little brother but I’m bigger in every way” he winked. I laughed and shook my head. They were definitely brothers. “I didn’t know that I agreed to be your girlfriend,” I said. “It’s just easier than explaining the truth and maybe one day, right?” he asked. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” I asked. “Mhmm, very much,” he said as I fed him the last bite of the cinnamon roll pancake. We got ready while Grayson finished everything we couldn’t eat. “Hey, is Gray going with us?” I asked. “I don’t know. I didn’t think about it, why?” he asked. “Well I should probably get to know him, right? He is your twin” I told him. “I’ll ask him,” he said walking to the door. “GRAY” he yelled. “WHAT?” Grayson yelled back. “YOU WANT TO GO OUT WITH Y/N AND ME?” he shouted. “SURE!” Gray answered back. “Well there’s your answer,” he said. “I’m going to shower real quick,” he said. “Can I um join you? Just so we can leave faster” I answered. “Whatever you want, princess” his growing dark. He walked into the bathroom to warm the shower up.

I couldn’t tell you why I was so comfortable with Ethan, but I was. He made me feel happy and safe. I felt like I had known him for years not a few days. I had played my life so safe maybe it’s time I’m bad. “The shower is ready!” Ethan calls. I walk into his bathroom where he has already stripped down to his boxers and I bit my lip. I slipped my pants down my legs revealing my underwear, thank god I chose some cute ones to wear. I tugged my shirt over my head revealing my breasts and I immediately covered them. “This was your idea. You have a beautiful body, don’t cover yourself” he said removing my hands from my boobs and placing them around his neck. His hands rested on my hips. “Can I kiss you?” he asked quietly, and I nodded. He started at my lips kissing me softly, but it was a deep, meaningful kiss. He moved his way down my chin to my neck, from my neck down my chest, and then to my boobs. His lips wrapped around my nipple and I moaned involuntarily. He began sucking and I hissed at the feeling. “Ethan” I gasped. He then kept moving down my body. His lips kissed in between my breasts once then down my stomach. “You’re so gorgeous. I can’t wait to cherish your body every day” he muttered. He then continued his trek down my body. His lips made there way down until he hit the line of my underwear. “Would you like for me to take these off?” he asked. “Oh, please” I groaned as he looped his finger on either side of my black lace panties from Victoria Secret. He pulled them down my legs slowly taking in the sight in front of him. He was gentler than I expected him to be. “I hope you know we aren’t fucking in the shower” he smirked. “What the fuck, Dolan” I groaned now sexually frustrated. “We don’t have time and Grayson is downstairs” he explained. “Please,” I said sticking my lip out and pouting. “I won’t leave you hanging, baby girl. I promise” he smirked again. “After you,” I said gesturing to the shower. He pulled his boxers down releasing his semi-hard member causing me to bite my lip again. He was already that big and not even fully hard. “You know, it’s not polite to stare” he snickered. I rolled my eyes then stepped into the shower. “I don’t have any shampoo, soap, or conditioner,” I said disappointedly. “It’s ok, I went and got you some. You have your own shelf” he said pointing to it. “Aw, thanks” I smiled kissing his cheek. Pushing the past few minutes out of my head I began to wash my hair with the shampoo he had gotten for me. All of a sudden I felt a pair of large hands massage my boobs. “Ethan, what are you doing?” I asked. “Washing your body, continue with your hair. I’m trying to help” he explained. He had pushed his front into my back and I couldn’t feel his erection in between my thighs. This boy was going to be the death of me. I had just finished the shampoo when I felt his hands move lower. He was teasing me. “Ethan, please” I whispered as I put the conditioner in my hair. The fingers of his right hand drifted over my clit causing me to buck my hips. “Eager, are we?” he smirked finally granting me of my wish. He rubbed my clit in gentle, continuous strokes. I hummed in pleasure. I began washing the conditioner out of my hair as he moved in front of me. I felt one of his fingers slip inside of me, moving slowly. “Ethan” I moaned as he continued. “More, I need more” I groaned. “More, what?” he asked. “Another finger” I suggested, and he did as told. He slipped another finger inside of my soaked pussy. He began going faster and harder. Maybe he wasn’t as gentle as I thought. I finished washing the conditioner out of my hair. “Ethan I’m done showering,” I said. His fingers began to pump inside of me faster and harder than before. My head fell into his chest. He was supporting both of us at this point while I became a moaning mess in front of him. “I’m close” I whispered and before I knew it his other hand met with my clit again. I hissed at the new sensation. It was enough to send me over the edge. “Oh fuck. I’m cumming, daddy. I’m cumming” I moaned not realizing what I was saying. My release soaking his fingers even more. My eyes grew wide as I came off of my high. “Daddy, huh?” he snickered, and I blushed. “It’s ok, I like it. It’s hot especially spilling from your beautiful lips” he said stepping under the water. I looked at him, taking in the sight in front of me. His body was glorious, and his dick was completely hard by now.  A thought came to me as he began rubbing the water through his hair to make sure it all got wet because of how thick his hair was. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him. His eyes shot open. “Y-you don’t have to do anything” he stuttered. “Yes, I do, daddy,” I said as I winked at him while sliding down to my knees. My eyes never breaking contact with his hazel ones. I wrapped my lips around his tip sucking lightly. “Y/N, baby girl” he moaned. I continued what I was doing as I could tell it was driving him crazy. I then moved my head farther down his length taking more and more of him into me. I used my hand on what I couldn’t fit in his mouth. I bobbed my head up and down as he moaned above me. “God, you look so beautiful sucking daddy’s cock while he’s trying to shower” he groaned. I looked up at him as we made eye contact. I felt his dick twitch inside my mouth. He was close. “I’m close, princess. Don’t stop” he pleaded. I took a little bit more of him in my mouth until his dick hit the back of my throat causing me to choke around him. This caused him to groan even more. I went back to just sucking on his tip knowing how sensitive it was and how close he was. It wasn’t long until he muttered “I’m going to cum, baby girl” he warned. Then just like clockwork, he moaned loudly as he came. “Fuck, I was not expecting that,” he said relieved. “Expecting what?” I asked. “Oh, god. Any of this” he said completely out of breath. “You finish showering and cleaning yourself up. I’m going to go get ready” I told him as I turned to pull the shower curtain open. As I went to step out a harsh slap spread across my ass. “Ethan” I scowled, and he just smiled.

I got ready in about 20 minutes which was record timing. Ethan got out of the shower about five minutes after I did. When we were ready we went back downstairs. “You guys took forever!” Grayson noticed. “We took separate showers, that’s why” I lied, and he nodded. We loaded into Ethan’s jeep and then we were off for an adventure. “Where are we going?” I asked. “The Mall” Ethan said nonchalantly. “You don’t need to buy me anything,” I said. “But I do. You have like no clothes at my house, so we need to change that” he said as he pulled into a parking spot. I sat in the passenger seat not wanting to get out for this. “If you don’t get out of this seat in three seconds, daddy is going to have to punish you” he growled lowly, so Grayson didn’t hear him. I decided it was in my best interest to just suck it up and let him buy whatever he wants for me. We walked in and as we walked through the door Ethan intertwined our fingers. What was he doing? We spent the day going in and out of almost every store. We went to the Apple Store and he got me an iPhone X when I would have been fine with a 7. We went to Victoria Secret where he got me some panties amongst other things. We also went to a bunch of clothing stores. We got back to the car and the trunk was filled with bags from both Ethan and Grayson’s purchases. “Ethan, how much did you spend on me today?” I asked as I took a sip of my drink. “Oh, about 3 grand,” he answered as I spit my water all over his Jeep. He and Grayson then began laughing. “That’s way too much, in one day!” I shouted. “You only know about 2 grand of it though” he explained. “That doesn’t make it any better!” I said, and he smiled. “You need to get over me spending money on you. I know you didn’t ask me to, I WANT to. I have plenty of money, so you don’t need to worry your pretty little head about a thing” he smiled kissing me once. “Wait what did you spend a thousand dollars on that I don’t know about?” I asked curiously. “You’ll find out later,” he said. “Grayson! Tell me what you know!” I demanded. “I know nothing” he smiled. I hate The Dolan Twins.

We got back and unloaded all of the bags into his house. I began taking the tags off so I could wash everything. “The maid could do that,” he said. “You have a maid?!” I exclaimed. “Yes, babe. She works Tuesdays and Thursdays” he told me. “I can do the laundry. I’m bored anyway” I told him. “Help me carry this to the laundry room,” I said and so he did. “What about the other things?” I asked. “Later” is all he said. I started the lights in the washer then headed to the living room where Ethan was on his phone. “Why did you pick me for all of this?” I asked. “I liked how mysterious you looked sitting in the coffee shop” he answered. “But I’m not pretty, or interesting, or funny” I admitted. “That’s where you are wrong. You are all of those things. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on” he told me, and I interrupted him. “I’ve seen your exes on the internet, Ethan. They are all at least four times prettier than I am” I said. “Bullshit now listen to me,” he said harshly. “You are absolutely gorgeous. The way you are and the way you do things are so intriguing to me. I want to know everything about you and you are funny. Not as funny as I am but you’re funny in your own way” he said kissing my forehead. Maybe I wasn’t crazy for doing this. Maybe he was actually being genuine. “Do you mean all of that?” I asked him, and he nodded. “You already mean the world to me. I think it’s because you didn’t know who I was. You didn’t freak out because I’m Ethan Dolan. You treated me like a person and I appreciate that. You are so kind and down to earth. You hate me spending money on you even though that’s the sole purpose of this arrangement” he chuckled then continued, “You can’t or at least you don’t judge me on my past. Well I mean you judge Grayson and I’s old videos but that’s what they are there for but my dumber decisions. You’re with me for me and not my money or my fame. There’s lots to like about you, Y/N. Don’t doubt yourself” he finished as a tear rolled down my cheek. “Why on Earth are you crying?” he said. “That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me” I whimpered. “Every word I said was true,” he said pulling me into his lap. “Now I, well we, have a dinner to go to with my parents’ so you need to get ready for that” he instructed. “What do I need to wear?” I asked. “Preferably nothing but that’s not appropriate but that’s your first of a few surprises” he smirked.

“Follow me to your room,” he said. “The room I’m not going to use” I chuckled. “We can turn it into a closet” he commented. We got up to my room and there was a dress bag and beside it was a shoe box. I opened the box to reveal beautiful, nude heels then I unzipped it to see a long, black dress in it. “This is beautiful, Ethan,” I said. “I know and it’s all yours so get ready so I can see how sexy you look in it,” he said pinching my butt. I went to the bathroom and started getting ready. It was winter in New Jersey, and we showered this morning so that was done. I decided to curl my hair and then do my make up with a black and brown smoky eye. I slipped the dress on but then realized I couldn’t zip the zipper. “ETHAN!” I yelled, and he came running in with black dress slacks and black dress socks on but no shirt yet. “Will you zip me?” I asked as he went to my back and zipped me up. “Oh god, you look so damn good” he growled in my ear. “Finish getting ready, we have to leave soon,” I said shooing him away. He came back in with a black dress shirt, black tie, and black jacket. He looked HOT. I hadn’t even noticed that he was holding a small bag. “These are your last two surprises,” he told me pulling out a small box to reveal diamond earrings. “Ethan, this is so much” I whispered. “Only for you,” he said taking the earrings out, so I could put them in. “They’re beautiful,” I said placing them in my ears. “I have a small speech for this last one,” he said. “I have way too much makeup on to cry so keep it short” I warned. “I will” he chuckled. “Y/N, I know this may seem fast and sudden but in the few short days we have known each other we’ve come so close in more ways than one and I can’t stand the thought of not having you by my side. I truly hope you feel the same way I do so that’s why I got you this gift, but I need you to close your eyes” he said, and I obliged. He draped the necklace around me. “Don’t open your eyes yet” he warned. “I got you this necklace in hopes that you would maybe want to my girlfriend like officially now,” he said, and I opened my eyes. I looked in the mirror to see an E with a small heart gleaming on my chest. “Yes, Ethan. I’ll be your girlfriend like officially now” I giggled as I kissed him quickly. He then started to pout, “Lipstick, babe,” I said, and he sighed.

  Ethan’s POV

We walk into the dinner party that my parents are hosting. I see my mom and Grayson first. “Ethan, who is this?” my mom asks excitedly. “Mom, this is my girlfriend, Y/N” I smiled. “Hello, Mrs. Dolan,” Y/N said. “Oh please dear, call me Lisa!” my mom said. “Have you met Ethan’s twin?” she asked gesturing to Grayson. “Yes, mom. He was with us early today” I explained. “Why am I always the last to know these things?” she scoffed. “You aren’t. It’s really new and dad doesn’t know yet” I told her. “Ahh, yes. Your father, where is he?” she asked, and I shrugged then my mom walked away. “Your mom is sweet” Y/N said. “Yeah, she is” I smiled walking through the house with her hand in mine.

We had been there about an hour when I heard a voice, a voice I didn’t want to hear. “Your girlfriend is awful pretty isn’t she, E?” I heard as I turned to see him. The person who ruined my life, my family’s life. “Why are you here?” I growled. “A friend of a friend invited me as her plus one,” he said. “You should be in prison,” I said. “For what, E?” he asked, and my blood began to boil. “You know why!” I screamed. “No, I don’t. Please elaborate” he taunted. “BECAUSE YOU KILLED MY FUCKING SISTER,” I said connecting my fist to his face then tackling him to the ground. “Ethan!” I heard Y/N shout but the seemed so far away. All I saw was red. “DON’T FUCKING CALL ME E, EITHER. ONLY CAMERON AND GRAYSON CALL ME E” I screamed beating him to a pulp before Grayson and my dad pulled me off of him. “Ethan, what the-“Grayson said before he realized who it was. “You need to leave now, Andrew” Grayson ordered. “I was invited here,” he said. “You have five seconds to get the fuck out of here before I have the entire police department here” Grayson growled. I was angry then I looked at Y/N, she was terrified. My sweet girl was probably terrified. I felt my face soften when our eyes met. I watched as Andrew left followed behind Grayson. “Never come back, EVER or you will leave in cuffs, do you understand me?” Grayson shouted at him as Andrew flipped him off. Soon enough my mom came over the speaker system “I’m sorry but we are going to have to cut this party short. Thank you all for coming but my family is shaken up after tonight’s events. I’m so sorry for all of this. Drive Safe!” she said as everyone began to exit. Time began to slow, and the lights began to fade before-black.

I woke up in my childhood bed with Y/N sitting at the foot of it. “Baby” I whispered, and she turns around. “How long was I out?” I asked. “About an hour” she answered, her voice sounded very monotone. “What the hell happened back there?” she asked. “Well I guess now is as good a time as any” I mumbled. “So, Grayson and I had an older sister, her name was Cameron,” I said.

Flashback.

“Cam, you have to leave him,” I said. “I know but every time I try to, he beats me nearly to death, E” she cried into my chest. “When he works next, we will go over and get all of your stuff then get a restraining order. We can even file domestic abuse” I told her, and she nodded. Even though she was my older sister I was going to do everything in my power to help her, so would Grayson. “I’m sorry that Gray and I can’t be here to protect you all the time” I apologized. “Don’t apologize. I am so proud of everything you guys have become. You shouldn’t have to worry about your older sister” she said. “But we do,” Grayson said as he entered the room. “Every day, Cameron,” I told her.

The following Wednesday her dick head boyfriend had to work an extra-long shift, so we went to get all of her shit then head to the police station. Grayson, my parents, and I all went over there. We managed to get her moved out in just over an hour. We had moved everything into our parent’s house. We got the charges filed and so we didn’t hear from him at all. Hopefully, because he was behind bars. It was a couple days later, and Cameron was adjusting. “Hey, Cam?” I asked. “Yes, E?” she asked. “We want to talk to you,” Grayson said from behind me. “I don’t need a lecture” she groaned. “It’s not, we promise,” I told her. “It’s a proposition” Grayson finished. “We think it would be best for you if you moved to LA with us. Far away from Andrew and if something bad happens then you will have both of us right there with you. You can help us edit our videos like in the old days” I smiled. “I think a change in scenery would do me good,” she said. “So, you’ll come with us?” Grayson asked. “I have a feeling I am going to regret this but yes I will move to LA with you guys” she smiled. This one was a real smile. The first one I’d seen in months. “Well we have plane tickets for Saturday and it’s Monday, so I’d get to packing” Grayson suggested. “You guys are the best brothers a girl could ask for,” she said hugging us both. Finally, she’d be safe.  

Or so I thought..

I had run to the store to grab a couple last minute things for our flight back to LA. I was only going to be gone for half an hour, so I checked with Cameron to make sure she’d be ok by herself while I was gone. I had gotten everything I needed and was heading back to the car when my phone began to ring. It was Cameron. “E, Help” is all she said before the line went dead. With everything that happened we had a family app, so I checked her location. Andrew’s house. He had kidnapped her. I called the police and drove straight there going entirely too fast, but I didn’t care. I also had called Grayson and told him what happened while he called our parents. I arrived at his house just as the police did. They busted down his door and I ran through the house trying to find Cameron. I found her in the basement lying in a pool of her own blood. She had been shot. “Cameron” I cried as I ran to her. “Ethan” she croaked out. She was alive but barely. “You’re going to be ok,” I told her. “No, I’m not. I’m dying” she said as a tear rolled down my cheek. “Cam, no,” I told her. “Tell mom, dad, and Grayson that I love them,” she said. “No, Cameron you can tell them,” I said. “No, I won’t make it” she croaked out. “I love” she stopped to breathe. “I love you E,” she said before she went unconscious and her breathing stopped.

End of Flashback

Y/N POV

“He killed her but made it look like suicide, so he was never charged” Ethan finished as he began to cry even harder. “Ethan” I sighed as I pulled him into me. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner?” I asked. “It hurts, it was two years ago but it still hurts” he whimpered as his head laid in my lap. There was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I said, and it was Grayson. “I see he woke up,” he said scratching the back of his head. “Yeah about 15 minutes ago,” she said. “He told you, didn’t he?” Grayson asked. “Yes, I’m so sorry, Gray,” I said to him. “It’s ok. I came to terms with it a long time ago. Some days hurt more than others, but Ethan has the worst of it” he told me. “I can imagine,” I said as I played with his hair as he’d fallen asleep in my lap. “He’s a really good brother,” Grayson said. “I can tell,” I told him. “He really likes you, Y/N. He has never done this much with any of his exes” Grayson told me. “Really?” I asked, and Grayson nodded. “Y/N” Ethan grumbled. “What baby?” I cooed softly. “I’m not done explaining,” he said. “Then continue,” I told him. “Can I stay in your lap?” he asked. “You can do whatever you want,” I told him. He stayed in my lap, but he turned so that he was on his back instead of his side. “Hey, Gray,” he said. “Hey, bro” Gray smiled lightly. “That was the first time I had seen him since that night and I lost it. I wanted to kill him. Just like he did to Cameron” he said as he began sobbing all over again. “Then I saw your face and I was scared you’d run. I was worried that I had scared you so bad that you’d hate me. I was worried that I wouldn’t get to wake up next to you ever again” he sobbed harder. “I was scared because I had never seen that side you then you passed out. After that I just wanted you to wake up” I told him. “When I get that angry I pass out” he explained. “That’s what Grayson told me earlier before he carried you up here,” I told him. “Cameron’s why we stopped YouTube. She was a big reason as to why we loved making videos. I was so hurt and depressed that I couldn’t bring myself to do it. It wasn’t fair to anyone. Grayson, me, the fans” he explained. “I understand,” I told him. “So, you aren’t scared of me?” he asked. “Not at all” I smiled as I continued playing with his hair. We sat in silence for a minute. “She was the first person to call me, E. She rarely called me by my name. That’s why when you called me that I got so upset. E was the last thing she ever said” he paused “to anyone” he said quietly. “It’s ok, babe. I’m not mad about it” I said to him. “I really like when you call me that though so if you want to call me E, I’d be ok with that. Plus, it would match your necklace” he said. I had forgotten about the necklace. I was still wearing it even after I had changed into some of his old clothes. “I’ll call you whatever you want me to. Whether it be Ethan, E, babe” I listed. “Don’t forget E-tee-wee-tee” Grayson chimed in and Ethan groaned. “You just had to bring it up” he sighed. Grayson and I both laughed. “I’m going to bed,” Grayson said. “Night Y/N,” He said. “Goodnight, Gray” I smiled at him shyly. “Goodnight, Ethan. Love you, bro” he said. “Night, love you too,” he said. “E?” I asked as I looked down at his hazel eyes. “As crazy as it sounds, I think I love you,” I told him. “Good, because I think I love you too” he smiled up to me, so I pressed my lips to his. I removed my lips and saw him pouting. “I’m sorry for everything you went through,” I said. “It’s ok, some days are worse than others. My days have been better since I met you” he said. “Really?” I asked. “Really.”

 

 (A/N: Cameron Dolan is perfectly fine. She only died for story purposes)

Legs.

Originally posted by thedolansdaily

head cannon for how ethan would be with having a tall girlfriend


  •   Meeting you through his sister being one of her good friends from college. Ethan was in love with you the moment he met you.
  • Ethan never knew until that day, how much legs would turn him on, he absolute loved you being tall 
  • okay but baby boy never knew he had a kink for long, beautiful legs. he would find himself looking at legs specificity but never seemed to get him all flushed and hard as yours did
  •  What made it even harder for him, was finding out that you were staying for the summer with Cameron and everymorning for breakfast you would walk out of Cam’s room in the tinest pair of shorts he’s ever seen
  •  he found it hard to concentrate on anything but you, his eyes were always on you, stealing any little looks he can without wanting to look like a creep
  •  l one time, he was up all night playing fortnite and missed his favorite part of the day, the morning, he groaned not being able to see you this morning
  • Later that day while him and gray were filming you smiled at them now on the porch, waist wrapped in a jean skirt, mid thigh leaving the rest of your legs completely exposed to him
  •  “Oh great! I’m never going to be able to focus now. Y/N has a skirt on!” He was talking to himself, but Gray answered anyways, “Okay?”
  • “You don’t understand gray , her legs are so distracting!.” “You’re a freak.” Ethan just sighs, wiping his forehead in frustration
  • but once you two started dating, you felt insecure being a little taller then or close to height as Ethan, thinking he’d mind it. “What do you think,?”
  •  “I think you should wear heels with it.” Ethan answered, wondering why you were only looking for flats for your night out.
  • “I don’t want to.” You mumble, not meeting his eyes. In seconds Ethan’s face was in front of yours, you had no choice to look at him, “why?”
  •  “I don’t want people to make fun of me for being taller then you.” ethan’s face was filled with confusion, why would you care about something so stupid?
  •  “What? I don’t care what anyone thinks. You look so good in heels.”
  • “I’m so tall, (almost) taller then my boyfriend. I hate it.”
  • he didn’t understand why you were so insecure about it all he knew it EVERYONE stared at you anyways
  •   “What pumpkin? Everyone knows it too, you’re so sexy, everyone will be looking at you, especially your legs.”

Secrets.

Originally posted by iloveboylove

Summary: an anon demanded this so here ya go mob!gray went to london for a few months to expand his business what he didn’t expect was falling in love and decides to bring her back with him despite her not knowing about his mob ways. ok im half asleep sorry for the misakes

Even though going to london was a choice of his own will,  he expected to find business, but what he least expected to find, of course was something that never existed in his life before, never had he fallen in love, and honestly never thought he would. With the London office set up, he knew he’d need an assistant with all the work, and began interviewing immediately.

What wasn’t expected was for this long haired beauty, knocking softly on his door. He was sunned at first, he’s never seen a woman as beautiful as this one, and knew other men would agree as well. He took in her features that day, a rosy button nose from the chilly london weather, beautiful colored eyes he’s never seen before, plump heart shaped lips covered in a ruby red, the jacket she wore, tied snuggly around her waist, showing off how those beautiful curves, and that imagine will forever be burned into his memories and  on top of all that after the interview he found out just how smart she really was.

“What are you doing Gray?” He was suddenly caught of guard, looking over at the beauty in front of him, long curls extending past her breast. That’s one thing he loved, running his hands through the soft strands as she would melt into him.

“Just thinking of the first time I saw you.” she smile softly, looking at the light of her phone. Taking her hand in his, pressing a soft kisses against it. “And how I knew I was a gonner the moment I met you.

“You’re too sweet.”

“I should’ve known though, pretty girls always are out of it.” Rolling your eyes, taking your hand back.

Currently they were both loosing their minds, that airplane ride was normal to gay, plus she had never been on a plane and felt kinda queasy about it. Gray was fine, just getting a little anxious as his foot tapped against the carpet repetitively, his hands twitching aching for something to touch.

Gray’s breath suddenly increased catching her attention quickly, eyes of vision following to a man who looked about his age, eyes heavily set on her. “Keep looking you dickhead, see what happens.”

Gray knew how lucky he was to have someone as beautiful and smart as her, and it bothered him when other men realized it too. “Gray!” Her hand pushing his arm, “Stop acting like an animal and be respectful!”

“Trust me darling where were going is anything but respectful.”

Gray stayed up all hours of the night with her, small pillow conversations of what life was like back home. Not even an hour later they were finally of the plane, and she couldn’t help but notice all the stairs and men respectfully nodding at him

“Why is everyone staring?”

“These men have never seen a woman as gorgeous as you peach.” Quickly her cheeks lit with heat, as Gray chuckled, pressing a small kiss to her knuckles despite the lie that burned his throat even though she was the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen.

Gray always told you just how beautiful she is, it seemed almost constant, but somehow blush still happened. Gray sighs, he hasn’t been completely honest with her, sure he never lied to her, but never told her that exact truth.

The man she knew was Grayson Dolan, owner of one of the biggest Cargo Offshoring around.  Of course he was sacred, he was scared that this would blow up in his face. He couldn’t ignore it though it was time to come home, to get back to his men.

“This is beautiful.” she mumbles, taking in the elegance of mansion in front of her. Gray pushed the door open with a smile, the familiar memories burning against his skull, it grew even wider at the sight of his twin brother almost tackling him to the ground.

“YOu’re never allowed to leave again!!” Ethan exclaims, the stories he would share with Gray later would explain why, he always was his brother’s second hand man when it came to the gang, but these months left him in charge, and he hated it more than anything.

“ look who it is!” Finn exclaims, stopping at the sudden sight of her. A small whistle leaves his lips, “The pictures Gray showed me have nothing on you.”

“Alright, fuck off.” Gray knew this was going to happen, he knew that at every chance his brother got they would flirt and tease him as much as he could. “What I’m just saying you’re lucky.”

He smiles, his hand wrapping around hers in a handshake. “Y/N Right?”

“Yes.” She smiles sweetly, obviously knowing that he was his twin brother Ethan. “Ethan right?”

“Yes I’m this big hunk’s brother.” She chuckles, unbutton her jackets buttons as Gray stands behind her hovering it over her shoulders as she takes her arms out. He presses a soft kiss against her neck, “Ignore him, he’s an asshole.”

“Rude.” E mumbled rolling his eyes. Y/N’s eyes widen at the beauty of the house, obviously professionally decorated with the post expensive splashes of gold, and white. “Mom’s coming soon.”

“Welcome home baby.” The dimpled smile against his handsome face, the rough stubble burned her skin as he pressed a soft kiss against her lips. 

“It’s beautiful gray.” It was amazing, beyond what she was expecting, of course he stayed at the most beautiful condo he could find while in London but this blew her completely away.

Suddenly the room was greeted with excited blue eyes, jumping into the arms of her son. “Gray i missed you so much! You’re never allowed to leave that long ever again.”

He chuckles arms wrapping tightly around his mother, “I missed you too ma.”

“And look at you, gray you told me she was was gorgeous but oh my.” Her arms now wrapped around her in a bone crushing hug, “You’re father had a meeting he’ll be here soon, he is so proud of you dolly.”

Hours passed by minutes enjoying each other’s company, his mother loving his girlfriend even more. Gray knew she would, he truly did get lucky with Y/N, but couldn’t help but feel a small flutter in his chest from being with her for so long and not telling her the truth. It was sudden when four men walked through the door without knocking, panting for air as they explained there was a problem. Gray and Ethan stood in seconds, pressing a kiss against her temple.

It was strange just to watch him leave, and leaving someone in the room with them. Actually demanding him to stay. The yelling in other room could just be heard, it was unlike Gray to just leave without a word and especially for this long, making an uneasy feeling wash over her.

“Stop fucking looking at her.” Grayson’s mother was gone by now saying she was going to call their father, Grayson’s jaw was locked as the man quickly apologized eyes not meeting any of them, he nods as they all leave the room.

“Every fucking time I leave you somewhere this happens.” Gray’s voice was raspy from all the yelling. “You’re too pretty for your own good.”

“I have to say something doesn’t seem right to me Gray too many secrets, why is everyone listening to you?” It was no surprise to him that she caught on being one of the smartest people he’s ever knew, but played it off anyways, trying to not get caught up in a web of lies.

“Nothing is going on babygirl. Ready to see our room?” Gray was too quick to avoid the question. There was no point in fighting with Gray, he was stubborn and a very strong headed person, and when he wanted her to know, she would know. With a sigh, getting up from the stool, she decided argue about it tonight, but tomorrow that’s another story.

You: *watching the news* Some idiot tried to fight a squid at the aquarium.

Dolan: *covered in ink* Maybe the squid was being a dick.

Do y'all ship Emma & The Dolan Twins? If yes then with who? Ethan or Grayson?

Midnight Knight - Ethan Dolan

Summary: A knight in a shining armor dressed in casual t-shirt and jeans carrying a skateboard.

Word count: 1.2k+

Warning: none?

I should have listened to my mom when she told me to go home earlier. It was darker than the usual nights. However the scene was still beautiful. There were lights coming from the lamp post and occasionally the lights from the car.

During the day, the streets would be filled with so many different people. It’s always busy, crowded and colorful. Right now, it’s just me and couple of strangers wandering around the street at night. It was quiet and somewhat peaceful.

Everything felt nice, the cool breeze grazed upon my cheeks once in a while, the sound of my boots echoing with each steps I took. The only thing that’s bothering me right now is the reeking smell of alcohol and suffocating smell of unfinished burning cigars.

I was scrolling through my emails when I bumped into someone. He was riding a skateboard and we accidentally bumped each other. I guess it was hard enough when he toppled down from his skateboard. “I-I’m so s-sorry, I didn’t meant to bump you there.” As I offer a hand to help him up.

He looked at my hand and scoffed, “Yeah, right.”

As he was standing up I asked incredulously, “Excuse me?”

“You bumped into me purposely!” He accused while picking up his skateboard.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t see a neon sign saying ‘BEWARE THE GREAT WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS SKATING RIGHT NOW.” I mocked him. I was about leave when he grabbed my arm and said “Don’t go there, it’s a dangerous neighborhood at night.”

I glared at him and he took his hands off. As always, I’m stubborn. I did the exact opposite of what he said. I marched straight ahead and I could literally hear him sighed and picture him shaking his head.

I mean what could go worse, right? Especially after meeting this obnoxious stranger.

I was walking with my phone in my hand when I saw three figures. The bulky guys were walking…no… they were staggering. They were cackling awfully loud and their smirk was far too creepy not to notice.

I cleared my throat trying to ease the tension that rose around my shoulders. I looked straight ahead trying to ignore them. However when one of them whistled and shouted, “Hot stuffs, wanna get some tonight?” I mentally cringed and shuddered, choosing to ignore and walk straight.

From the side of my eyes, I could see them walking closer and closer. My pace was getting faster and somehow faltered when a warm arm was wrapped around my shoulder. I tensed and looked up and I saw a guy. The same annoying stranger, “Hey baby, I’m sorry I got held up.” His voice was loud and clear enough for the other three men to hear. My eyebrows knitted together and I was about to push him aside when he whispered, “Just go along with it.” I nodded feeling somehow safe on his arms rather than those three drunkards.

We were walking straight ahead together. “When stuffs like this happens, you should held your head high and walk strong.” I nodded my head. When the three men disappeared, I looked up and said “Thank you.” The guy looked down and let go of his arm and just nodded. “Sure.”

“I’m Ethan, by the way.” He held his hand out. I looked at his hand unsure, why was he being civil with me right now? When moments ago he was being a jerk.

“U-uh, I’m Y/n.” I shook his hand hesitantly. I smiled at him as a sign of gratitude for what he did earlier. He nodded his head and I was about to walk again when his voice halted me, “Wanna have an adventure with me?”

I turned around and raised my eyebrows, “I bumped into you purposely and I apologized but you ignored my apology.” I said.

He was about to cut me but I continued “And because you miraculously acted as my knight in a shining armor just few minutes ago. You want me to go have an adventure with you.”

“Okay…okay… I’m sorry I acted like a jerk. It was wrong of me. I was just having a bad day and I took it on you. I felt guilty and I followed you to apologize but I saw you in trouble so I wanna help.” He said sincerely. His brown with green glittered eyes stared at me.

I took a deep breath and looked at him, “Is my knight in a shining armor secretly a sweetheart?”

He smiled and just nodded his head cheekily which made you laughed. It was my nature to forgive people easily anyways.

“So, am I forgiven?” He asked quietly. I smiled and nodded my head, “Yeah, everyone has a bad day and you somehow acted as my knight, so… of course.”

“So, about the adventure?” He asked getting closer with each steps he took forward. I held my hand out, a sign for him to stop and he did. “What’s in it for me?” I asked playfully.

“You get to share an unforgettable experience with a hot looking stranger.” He smirked.

“A hot looking stranger?” I scrunched up my nose and squinted my eyes playfully at him. He glared and laughed, “Hey, are you saying that I’m unattractive?”

I held my hands up and shook my head, “I didn’t say anything.” He walked closer and pointed a finger at me and said “But you implied it though.”

“Is that so?” I cocked my head to the side, pretending as if I was thinking hard. “Stop mocking me already.” He fake pouted.

I bit my lips to stop myself from laughing and said, “Make me.” With these words uttered from my mouth, his pout turned into his smirk. “Is this an invitation for me to make out with you?” He said teasingly.

“Shut up!” I laughed trying to hide the blush the crept on to my cheeks.

“Make me.” He said in a girlish voice, teasing me. “You’re being ridiculous.” I said laughing walking backwards. Without even realizing my back was pressed on the wall and his body was so close against mine.

“Oh really?” He asked as he rested his arms across my face. I took a deep breath and nodded avoiding his gaze. I could feel his body heat radiating from his black t-shirt. He put his finger under my chin and lifted my eyes to meet his.

“Baby girl, are you scared?” He whispered.

I pursed my lips and shook my head. “Prove it.” His hot breath fanned around my exposed neck. I put my hand on his chest to create enough distance for me to breathe and think. He looked down on my hands on his chest and smirked. When his eyes found mine, I was already staring at him.

“It’s one in the morning. I’m tired and frankly I don’t even know who you are and it’s not like we’re gonna meet each other after today.” I reasoned with him.

He looked down and clenched his jaw. “Let’s set up another day then.” He looked up with one of his eyebrows raised.

“We’re going to meet each other again?” I asked with my eyes wide opened.

“Wanna bet?” He smirked.

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ps: this is not edited (like always) 

anyways, i hope you guys enjoyed this! i tried guys… tell me what do you think about it…. btw, quick question, do you want me to start taking request? i’m not sure… i don’t know…. wanna fill my asks with ships? what do you think? :D

thank you for reading this…. it meant a lot. :)

Stargaze | e.d |


Originally posted by mizar113

Summary: You and Ethan go on a late night drive after a date until you both stop and stargaze enjoying each other’s company 

Word Count: 1.6K

A/N: Tysm for the support ❤️ I’m pretty new to the tumblr fandom (not to tumblr nor the twins, just new to making a fan account) and I don’t regret it one bit, everyone’s so nice. Please feel free to send in any kind of requests or feedback bc it’d help a lot or just message if you wanna be friends :) 

I highly recommend listening to “breathe.scream.dream” by Denitia and Sene & “Energy” by Iman Omari while reading.

I knew from behind the scenes how much the boys needed a break from youtube in order to find inspiration, time to find what they needed to be passionate about.

Ever since the break it always put a smile on my face seeing them become more encouraged and finding new activities that helped them with their creativity, whilst a lot of the break consisted of Ethan playing Fortnight. During the break I visited occasionally, wanting to keep myself somewhat busy for I didn’t want to be in the way of their own personal ventures.

Their break was over and they went back to editing videos they were truly satisfied with. Whenever it’d be a full day of editing, Ethan would call wanting me to come over. Even though there wouldn’t be a whole lot of conversation and we’d do our own individual work, being in each other’s presence was comforting. Whenever he’d take me to expensive dinners, or offer to do anything extravagant, as much as I appreciated it, I always suggested having smaller dates, like just staying in, or going to out to breakfast at a local restaurant. Not just because I’d feel guilty whenever I wouldn’t be able to pay for myself since he’d never let me, but I always enjoyed the little moments the most.

It was another day of editing for them and Ethan had asked if I would come over so we could hang out ignoring the fact it was already 9 p.m and that it would be dark in no longer than a half hour. I agreed and on the way there, I stopped to get some food because I knew that once he started on a project he was passionate about, he wouldn’t take a single break until he felt satisfied with the progress he made. 

I walked in, greeted by Grayson and made my way to Ethan’s room. When I entered, leaning on the door frame, I found him with his back towards me stretching. His arms extended up over his head standing out of his chair yawning. On his screen was a video he was in the middle of finishing up and turned around to the sound of me shaking a bag of In-N-Out. Healthiest choice of food? No. Worth it? Probably, too late, already bought it.

After eating and having a small conversation about how our days went, we decided on getting some fresh air outside, or well, maybe not “fresh” air, but whatever polluted air that was in L.A, and drive to Hollywood Boulevard to go for a walk and admire the night lights.

When we arrived, he took my hand in his, our steps in sync as we walked down the sidewalk passing cars in traffic. I’d occasionally bump my shoulder against his, chuckling whenever he would make a joke about pranking Grayson or his plans of getting him back for the videos he’d take of him on snapchat or insta, also listening to all the future plans they’d had for their channel and more.

He looked at me with such happiness in his eyes whenever he would talk about it that he’d have a small glint in them that was accentuated by the lights around us. He’d sometimes stop in his tracks just to shake my arm excitedly when he came up with more plans whether it was for youtube or merch.  

I talked about my own ambitions as well and he showed the same curiosity and interest occasionally nodding, asking questions, stealing a couple glances, and a few “yeah”s and “uh-huh”s noticing the way he’d slightly tilt his head grinning whenever I would excitedly ramble on and on. I saw the way he smiled down, quirking an eyebrow as I rushed through my words just to get my thoughts out.

By the time we were walking back to the car, we decided to go for a late night drive before heading back. I turned on the bluetooth, connecting the car to my phone and started to play music.

I only see one thing

In this world that I need

No war coming from me

Just want the love’s chemistry

Good vibes and inner-key

Is all I feel surrounding

If it’s not on your level

Then why don’t you just let it be” 

The car was filled with a pleasant silence, soft tunes playing in the background. I rested my arm on the center console, leaning my head on my hand. I looked up to Ethan with a wandering gaze noticing his focus on the road, the messy bed he didn’t bother to fix since he’d woken up, and his chest slowly rising and falling, relaxed. 

He briefly turned towards me, catching my stare and cocked an eyebrow with a face of amusement. I gave small, delighted grin before reaching up with my other hand to cup his face, squishing his cheeks. I leaned in to kiss his cheek before letting out a small chuckle. He shook his head, eyes returning to the road and took my hand interlocking it with his. 

Halfway through the car ride, we were met with dead traffic. While I had my playlist on shuffle, letting the soft music continue playing throughout the car, did I not fucking intend for “Fire Burning” by Sean freaking Kingston to play. I let out a sigh before looking over to Ethan who already met my gaze with a knowing expression, the corners of his mouth upturning.

“Ethan no.” shaking my head. I took my hand from his to cover my face as he started to scream out the lyrics.

“SHAWTY CALL 911 SHAWTY FIRE BURNING ON THE DANCE FLOOR. WHOA-OH”

I shook my head while trying to keep my laughter in, moments later failing and chose to join in. Performing with dramatic ass hand movements as the cars right next to us looked at us probably wanting to flee the country. As the traffic went forward, another few throwback songs followed with the lyrics being shouted. Probably the wrong lyrics, but no fucks were given, and including the most cringe ass dance moves that thankfully neither one of us decided to film.

I leaned back in my seat catching my breath, my face becoming flushed. The music stopped and all that could be heard was our soft, out of breath giggling that went on, until I realized I had no idea where we were headed.

Out the window was nearly pitch black, only thing illuminating was the bright stars and moonlight that shone.

“Where are we going?” I questioned. “Just wait, you’ll see”

I sighed pouting. I crossed my legs together while tapping a slight beat, leaning my head against the window admiring the sky. 

Several minutes had passed that felt like forever until I noticed that he pulled over onto the side of a road that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. I looked at him questioningly and as he got out of his car, motioning me to follow.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and exited, watching him walk to the back of the car, grabbing a blanket. He wrapped it around himself and climbed to get on top of his car. He scooted and patted the spot next to him for me to sit, extending his arms out inviting me to join him in the warmth. I gripped his arm as he helped me up, wrapping me in his arms both around the blanket.

The stars were scattered across my line of vision and beyond, its brightness glowing through the contrasting dark, gloomy sky. Both mesmerized, Ethan with his arm around me drew small circles on the back of my hand. I closed my eyes resting my head against him, my nose pressed against his cheek, smiling. 

“It’s so beautiful” I muttered against him looking up.

“I know I am, you don’t have to mention it” I pretended to give him an annoyed look, slapping his arm softly.

Moments passed as he yawned, groaning when he slowly laid his head on my lap facing up at me. My first instinct was to run my fingers through his hair, chuckling as he started to make funny faces. 

I did my best to carefully lay my back down on the top of the car, not the most comfortable thing to the lie-down on, but it didn’t matter. I lied with my hands on the back of my head and Ethan scooted up to me, doing the same. Breaking the silence, he just started to talk about life, continuing a conversation we were having over FaceTime a few days prior. We always had deep conversations late at night whenever the both of us couldn’t sleep, relating to our own personal experiences and struggles. 

“I don’t get it. Wouldn’t it take the same amount of effort to be kind to people as it is to throw hate around?”

“Not everyone’s as considerate and as you guys, Ethan. That’s their problem, can’t force people to understand something when they don’t want to listen.”

I moved closer to him, digging my head into the crook of his neck with my hand on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, my leg on top of his. Still listening, the sound of his warm voice caught me in a trance causing my eyes to droop and sigh contentedly. Minutes had passed and I noticed the sound of his voice had stopped. I shook his chest slightly to wake him up, signaling we should head back.

It was moments like this that I cherished the most. Not necessarily needing or wanting anything, but just having quality time that had no price tag. There was no materialistic gift or expensive vacation spot that could be any more memorable than the way we were now.

Acai Bowl | g.d |

Summary: You’d just left an early work shift stopping by an acai bowl place, and instead of just quickly getting what you wanted and leaving, you were stopped by Grayson Dolan.

Word Count: 1.3K

A/N: This is my very first imagine on here and wrote this is one sitting. It’d be cool to have feedback and hope you like it! :)


After being asked to come into work for an early shift on my day off, I reluctantly agreed because I knew I could use the extra cash and got done a few hours later, I drove in the direction where I knew I would be able to grab a quick acai bowl at Berry Bowl before I’d meet up with a couple friends to do whatever friends and shit do.When I pulled into the parking lot I groaned since I could tell by the huge amount of cars, yet very little parking space that it’d be packed. I got out of my car yawning and made my way into Berry Bowl.

I sighed as I entered, not surprised that there seemed to be a lot more people than the times I’ve went here. Then again, I would usually come here a bit later in the day during my 30 minute lunch break. In my peripheral I noticed all the different types of people in the shop: the usual lovey dovey couples, the so called “foodies” taking their aesthetically pleasing pictures, and just some average joe’s minding their own business.

 I made my over to the long line of people as the door behind me swung shut. I stood tall on my toes, trying to see the menu options among the tall crowd, but soon gave up, and pulled out my phone to check my social media’s, avoiding social interaction (lmao).

Scrolling through my phone in line caused me to space out everyone else, only occasionally looking up and noticing the people in front of me when the line would move ahead and I was finally inching closer to the cashier.

Looking up at the menu, I decided to order a their daily special that consisted of banana and strawberry slices, chocolate drizzle, shredded coconut and granola toppings. Big Nut.

After making my way over to the pick up area, waiting a couple more minutes, a server handed me my order, greeting me a nice day.

As I walked to the door, I continued to look down at my phone, putting in the address of the place my friends had wanted to meet up at on the GPS. What I probably should’ve looked out for instead is the person I slammed into, almost dropping my probably over priced acai bowl in the process.

The guy grabbed onto my forearm, holding me steady as I stumbled.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” He exclaimed.

I glanced up at him for the first time and saw a startled face with a bit of concern. 

“No don’t worry, I was on my phone and I wasn’t…” 

He cocked his head slightly with wonder as his eyebrows raised. He still held onto my arm, but his grip softening.

His wandering eyes looked into mine, suddenly making me feel a bit self conscious and causing me to turn away and avoid eye contact.

“It’s uh, it’s fine. It was my fault, don’t worry about it.” I quickly tried to scurry away to the door as my cheeks were heating up. His fingers glided off my skin as I left his grasp and hurried to the exit.

“Wait?” I heard as the door closed after me. My heart pounded as I stopped in my tracks, about to unlock my car, and turned to see him follow me outside. He came and stood in front of me in silence.

“Yes?” Out in the open, getting a better look at him, I could tell he was a lot more attractive than what I thought. His hazel brown eyes were the first thing I was drawn to as the sun shone brightly onto them, not being able to look away. Second of course being that jawline because god damn boy. I sat my bowl at a table nearby and gave a slight smile waiting for his reply.

He blinked and shook his head of uncertainty “I don’t really know…something just told me I had to stop you…” he trailed off, his eyebrows furrowing his brows slightly.

I frowned  a little and tilted my head amusingly “Oh…so should I go then?” I asked rhetorically, starting to turning away. I’d managed to take one step before a strong hand on my shoulder stopped me in my tracks, turning me around, his body a lot closer than was before.

“No, that’s-that’s not what I meant” he muttered. He pinched his fingers to the top of the bridge of his nose closing his eyes, his other hand still holding me still.

He opened his eyes as I nodded slowly, interested in what he had to say.

He seemed a lost for words and just shrugged “My name’s Grayson”. A smile soon appeared on his face as I smiled back.

He held out his hand for me to shake, raising an eyebrow “And you are..?” a small smirk forming. 

“Y/N” I took his hand carefully, holding back a giggle, but the smile remaining as my heart began to race.

“I’m gonna be honest right now,” softly biting his bottom lip briefly in thought. “I don’t know anything other than your name, but for some reason I don’t want you to leave” I may have looked a bit surprised since his face had turned a slight shade of pink through his tanned complexion 

I stared at him for a moment and then started to search through my clutch. He leaned slightly learned forward, curious to see what I was looking for. A few moments later my hand retreated a pen, taking his wrist as I began to write my number across the back of his hand

When I was done, I let go and popped the pen putting it back into the opening. He inspected the number then smirked at me.

“You know I didn’t ask for this right?” he questioned, suddenly over-confident. He crossed his arms, grinning arrogantly. My smile dropped immediately.

“Just forget it, you don’t have to call then” I rolled my eyes, grabbing my acai bowl, turning away to walk towards my car. He ran around till he was in front of me, holding both of my arms keeping me still. 

“Wait, I’m sorry I was kidding, Y/N…I’ll text you?” he dipped his head in a sort of apologetic way, running his hand through his fluffy brown hair. I just gave a slight nod, not returning a smile. He frowned a bit before gliding his hands down my arm, leaning forward to give my hand a small kiss.

The feeling of his lips remained as he looked up smiling against my hand and left, walking back inside. I turned to him as he slipped through the door, looking back to grin at me as I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks.

Unlocking the car door, sitting my acai bowl in the cup holder, I started my car and began to pull out of the driveway. As I put the car into reverse, I looked into the shop for him. When I found him he saw and smirked causing me to bang my head on the steering wheel of embarrassment. 

Wanting to prevent anymore humiliation, I quickly put the address of the meet up on my phone and drove there quickly. When I arrived to the food court of the mall my friends had wanted to hang out at, of course me being the last one there, I threw away my empty bowl and collapsed to a seat next to them. 

“What happened with you?” the 3 of them turned to me, wondering where the hell I was and why I was late. I rolled my eyes and waved them off, shaking my head signaling that I’d tell them later. About a few minutes into shopping, standing in line for a fitting room, I hear my phone go off. I was greeted with a simple picture of a half eaten acai bowl that was the same one from what I’d ordered along with a number I didn’t recognize and grinned.

Moving (G.D + E.D)

This is really short, just a little thing I wrote. Could potentially become a little series thing.

Summary: the title literally says it all. 

Warnings: none


You just moved to L.A from New York big move but your siblings are going to college here so my mom wanted to move closer. They both live together in their own apartment, so its just you and your mom in our new apartment.  an apartment complex is really nice and has multiple levels and an outdoor pool which is nice. you pick out my room and unpack my clothes, make my bed hang some pictures and some shelves. Put up some fairy lights very Tumblr if you say so yourself.

There is extra room that wasn’t being used so your mom let you set a music studio in there setting up your keyboard, guitar, ukulele, my mic and my recording setup.

It’s currently like 10 o'clock at night and you could hear yelling and screaming from the next apartment over. You were trying to sleep so you decide to get up and go downstairs, go step outside and knock on the door next door. The door opens to reveal a guy about the same age, he has brown hair with streaks of blonde and it’s in a quiff, he has a very defined jawline and he’s just all over he’s just very attractive.

“Hi how can I help you?” he snapped me out of my stare.

“Oh I’m sorry but I’m in your new neighbor and I was wondering if you could try to keep it down” you say shyly after he caught he staring.

“Oh my bad I’m sorry” he says. Then it hits you OMG.

“Oh my God” you say before face palming, you hear him chuckle.

“Oh my God you’re Grayson Dolan. You’re like my favorite YouTuber” you rush out in realization while still in shock. 

“Are you guys filming a video?” you asked and he nods.

“That makes so much sense why you guys are yelling” you say.

“Yo Gray whats taking so long” you hear a voice which you assume is Ethan’s and you see him over Grayson’s shoulder. They’re both so much more beautiful in person.

“Sorry Gray ummm this is our new neighbor…” he trails off.

“Y/N” you say.

“Y/N” Ethan says back and you shyly smile.

“Nice to meet you new neighbor Y/N ” Grayson smiles.

“You too” you say back.

“Anyway sorry about the noise” Ethan said.

“Oh no its okay I can’t to see the new video” you awkwardly chuckle “I’ll let you get back to filming”

“Hey its okay see ya later” they say at the same time causing me chuckle. You go back to door, open in, step inside, close the door and press your back against the closed door then slide down it landing on the floor. Your eyes wide as you think about what just happened.

Wow omg I just met the Dolan twins, my favorite Youtubers and better yet, they are my neighbors you thought.

Lets get to know each other! Send me asks

Turns out I’m an idiot and didn’t turn my asks on but they should be on now ??? If they arent Im going to have a stern talk with tumblr but SEND ME ASKS I feel like I AM the most elusive dolan twin blog on here and no one knows anything about me so send me asks whether theyre related to the twins or not!!

Lets get personal

Anon or not its okay

I have disappeared for months on end and I feel like that may be a bit elusive so ask away