Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Daddy's Lil Angel

Normal POV:

You pass the little girl to Grayson and she instantly wraps her arms around his neck, snuggling herself up into his chest. Grayson cradles her in his arms, sliding one under her for support. She sits on his arm, her legs pressed against his firm body for extra support.

She enthusiastically waves to her uncle. Ethan chuckles, waving back. "OK, sweetie," you say, brushing her fluffy bangs away from her eyes. "Only for a little while, alright?"

She waves you off, nodding and speaking excited gibberish. You smile, shaking your head. Leaning down, you kiss your husband's scruffy cheek and a grin breaks through his bushy beard. Your feet lead you off to the side, and you stand behind the camera as it begins to record.

Grayson playfully pecks the three-year-old's cheek, his messy beard tickling her. She laughs, trying to push her father's head away, but he simply chuckles, kissing her whole face.

"Gray," Ethan calls out to his distracted brother. Grayson glances up from the child. "Go?"

He nods, shifting the child in his arms to face the camera. "I'm Ethan," his brother states.

"I'm Grayson," he follows.

"Graysooon!" Gabriella chimes in, giggling as she scratches his thick beard. The man gently tugs her hand away, kissing her cheek once again.

Ethan tries not to laugh, but a small smile creeps up on his face. "And this is Deeper With The Dolan Twins," he continues in an attempt to start the podcast already. "Welcome back."

After Ethan thanks today's sponsors, Grayson says, "We have a special little guest with us today." He bounces Gabriella on his arm, and she smiles. "Gabby, say hi, baby."

The little girl raises her hand to lazily wave at the camera, shying away from it after. The twins laugh when she hides her face in the crook of Grayson's neck, and you giggle. "We thought it was about time she came on the podcast, so here she is," Ethan declares.

"Yeah. She's a little camera shy, though," the younger twin says, glancing at the child in his arms. Gabriella's petite fingers play with his grown-out hair, twirling the dark strands between them. "What's wrong, Princess? Say something."

Everyone waits for a moment, all eyes expectantly on the girl. She shakes her head, turning it away to the other side. "OK, that's fine," Ethan says, stroking his beard.

Gabriella's deep hazel eyes meet your (E/C) ones, and she gives you a lop-sided smile, her cheek squished against Grayson's shoulder. You smile warmly, blowing her a flying kiss then waving your fingers at her.

"Alright, into the episode," Ethan declares, and the cameras cut there.

Grayson lifts his daughter up in front of him, booping his nose against hers and making her giggle. She reaches out for his beard, making grabby hands at it to play with it. "OK, Princess. Back to momma, now," Grayson says.

You make your way to his side and put your hands out, welcoming her into your embrace. "Come on," you say. Your husband begins to hand her over to you when all of a sudden, she bursts into tears.

"Gabby," you say, surprised at her unwarned outburst. "Sweetie, daddy needs to film right now." You take her from the brunet, holding her up in your arms and rubbing her back in a feeble attempt to soothe her.

The three-year-old only wails louder, salty tears rampaging down her chubby cheeks. You bounce her in your arms, exchanging a look with Grayson. He looks just as unsure as you, staring up at you with wide eyes.

You lock eyes with your daughter, stroking her soft cheek as her cries subside into sniffles. "Baby, what's wrong?" She doesn't answer, instead just pouting at you hard. So you take a guess. "Do you want to be with daddy? Is that why you're crying?"