Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Nolan Dolan

*gasp* What's this? An update on Tuesday? Wow, I surprised myself. Anyway, Nolan is bae <3

(Y/N)'s POV:

It was a normal day like any other. I was going through the closet trying to find one of Grayson's sweat shirts to wear when something caught my eye. Hidden behind the racks of clothes was a glasses box.

Curious, I took a glance at what was inside it, to find a pair of awfully familiar black glasses. My thoughts drifted to the last time I saw Grayson wearing those, back when the world was first introduced to Nolan Dolan.

A smirk found my lips as I said, "Babe?"

Grayson hummed from his place on the bed behind me. I returned the glasses back to where I'd found them. "You know what just crossed my mind?" I questioned my boyfriend.

"Mm, no. Enlighten me, sweet," he replied, lifting his gaze up from his phone. I swayed over to him, sitting myself right in front of him on the white bed. Grayson's eyes watched me intently.

"You still haven't told me when I can meet Nolan," I said, tracing lines up his muscular arm all the way to his chest and up his shoulder.

Grayson cupped my hand in his larger one, kissing the back of it. "He's not worth your time, baby."

My bottom lip folded out in a pout. "Aw, don't say that, Gray. I'm sure he's wonderful."

Grayson chewed on the inside of his cheek, his dark brows furrowed in thought. When I knew he wouldn't budge, I wrapped my arms around his neck, snuggling my face in his clothed chest.

"Pleaaaase?" I said, looking up at him with ny big doe eyes.

Grayson sighed, and begrudgingly said, "Fine. If you really wanna meet him, I'll get him to come around later."

I pecked his lips lovingly, thanking him. Now I was pretty excited. This was going to be an interesting meet, that's for sure.

~Time Skip~

I was sitting on the bed I shared with Grayson, just laying on my stomach with my nose buried in a book. When suddenly, a knock on the door made me look up. My boyfriend was standing by the door frame, peeking inside.

"Babe, there's...someone here to meet you," he said, and I creased my brows for a second before I remembered what he was talking about. I leaped out of bed, darting towards him with bright eyes.

I noticed he wasn't dressed up differently, which could only mean—

"H-Hey, (Y/N)." My eyes took in Ethan standing before me dressed exactly how I'd imagined Nolan to dress. It took everything in me not to giggle at the sight.

I stepped in front of Eth—Nolan, sticking my hand out to greet him. "Hi, Nolan," I chirped. "Grayson has told me a lot about you."

"Oh, uh–he has? I didn't think he talked about me at all," Nolan said, nervously shaking my extended hand.

"What? No, of course he does," I assured him. "Though it's not always in the best sense."

I cleared my throat. From the corner of my eye, I could see Grayson stand next to me with his arms crossed over his chest. "Tell you what," I said, playing along. "How 'bout we spend the day together? I'd like to get to know you better."

"What? No way!" Grayson scolded as soon as the words left my lips. He stood between Nolan and I, shielding me from him. "I'm sure Nolan is extremely busy else where."

I put a hand on his toned chest, peeking my head around his wide frame to meet Nolan's eyes. "You sure you can't stay?" I knew I was pushing it, but it was just too much fun to resist. "We could go to Starbucks."

"Uh–Yeah, I gue—" Nolan started, but was cut off by Grayson's angry glare.

"No. Absolutely not," my boyfriend said, and he sounded like he meant it.

I sighed dramatically. "Well, too bad. I really wanted to get to know you better, Nolan." I swept past Grayson, who still had an angry frown on his face. Putting a hand on Nolan's (Ethan's) shoulder, I said, "Hopefully we'll meet again sometime."

Nolan pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Y-Yeah. But Grayson told me I wasn't allowed to talk to you."

I whirled around to look at the accused brunet, a fake hurt expression masking my face. "Well don't listen to him," I said, turning back around. "You can come talk to me whenever you want, okay?"

Nolan nodded and I smiled. I leaned in and gave him a quick peck on his cheek, just to add to the drama. His cheeks tinged pink as I walked away, brushing past a thorougly pissed looking Grayson.

~Time Skip~

An hour had passed since my interaction with Nolan Dolan, and Kristina had come over which I was pleasantly surprised about. I stood next to her in the kitchen, chatting away about the sights in LA, when an idea crept into my mind.

Grayson and Ethan had been outside for a while, getting some work done in the back yard. My ears perked up at the sound of the back door flinging open. I quickly asked my friend to play along, hearing distant footsteps approaching.

I knew Grayson had just entered into the house and was making his way to the kitchen, following our voices. "Kristy, have you met Nolan?" I asked, knowing very well Grayson had just stepped into view.

"Uhm–Yeah, I have!" my best friend replied, reading my expressions.

"Isn't he just the sweetest?" I pushed, playing a dangerous game.

"Yeah, he is pretty sweet, that Nolan," Kris agreed, neither of us giving any mind to the man standing near us.

I leaned in slightly, saying, "I didn't want to say this when Gray was around, but if I was single, I wouldn't mind being with a guy like Nolan."

That's it. I had lit the spark. I had also made Ethan drop his water bottle, hearing the sound of a clang on the wooden floor. And the very next second, Grayson dashed past us straight to our room, making sure to close the door behind him.

Kristina's eyes widened just as mine did, and I bit lip, hoping he hadn't taken it too seriously. I rushed over to our bedroom, my hand immediately trying the door knob. It wouldn't budge. He had locked me out.

"Grayson Bailey Dolan, open this door right now," I demanded through the door seperating us. When I didn't get a reply, I said, "Babe, come on. I was just messing with you. You know I love you."

A moment after I had said that, the door swung open revealing my boyfriend in all his glory. He stared down at me. "You do?"

"More than anyone else, Gray," I reminded him. He opened his arms for me, pulling me into his warm embrace. We stayed like that for a bit, before he pulled away. "Nolan stole you away for too long," he complained.

I was about to eyeroll at him, when my feet suddenly left the ground. Grayson swung me over his broad shoulder, making me squeal in surprise. "Grayson, what're you doing?" I asked, giggling.

He closed the door, walking over to his bed. "Getting a cuddle session, as a way for you to make it up to me." He placed me on the soft sheets, joining me right after. He pulled the covers over our bodies, his arms pulling me close.

"You're adorable," I giggled, brushing his deep brown hair out of his eyes.

"Adorabl-er than Nolan?" the brunet asked, pinning me under his gaze. I stayed silent, avoiding eye contact whilst biting my lower lip, unsurely.

"(Y/N)!" Gray whined, to which I laughed, stroking his messy hair. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding," I said, kissing his cute nose after. "I love you, Grayson Dolan."

A grin split onto his face, before he nuzzled his head in my chest. "I love you more, baby girl."