Requested by _dnf_123 and based off one of my Griffin head cannonsGod I really made Y/N sound like a b*tch here. I got mad at them and I'm the author...How could anyone get mad at Griffin?!
Your patience was dissipating with every passing second. You love Griffin, he's the absolute sweetest, remembers every milestone the two of you have unlocked over the time your time together, he's there for you no matter what, and probably the most clingiest person you have ever met. But today, today your boyfriend's most prominent antic were...getting on your nerves to say the least, and the fact that you'd had a bad day definitely didn't help your mood.
One minute, his arm was looped around yours, as he swayed back and forth sometimes rambling about the latest escape tricks he's learnt or his attention was else where, either on the TV or on you. The next, his arms were fully wrapped around your torso in a tight embrace; he was constantly switching between the two forms of affection.
Every time he shuffled around, one time hitting your chin, just dampened your mood further.
At this point you couldn't even comprehend what Griffin was telling you, just nodding and smiling whenever it deemed necessary.
Before you knew it, Griffin was repositioning himself for what seemed like the 50th time since he'd asked you to come over because he missed you.
And suddenly you just snapped.
"JESUS GRIFFIN JUST PACK IT IN ALL READY!"
He flinched, his arms detangling from around you, slightly moving away in shock, and a little in fright.
"Y/N, what's wrong? He looked at the floor, nervously playing with his fingers, a noticeable habit he often does especially if he's anxious.
"You! Your so... so CLINGY Griffen! It's as if I have a second shadow except this time I can feel it latching onto my arm or anywhere as a matter of fact. It's just... infuriating, like you haven't ever heard of the concept of person space! Your just suffocating me Griffen."
You were so consumed by your frustration you didn't even know what you had just said, or more accurately screamed, but that was until you dragged your eyes to the poor boy your anger had been misdirected at.
The boy with tears streaming down his cheeks.
And that's when the entire situation finally processed itself in your head and you realised what you had just said to the boy you meant the most to you.
"Griffin"
You took a step towards him, and the direness of the situation hit you full force when he stepped back.
He opened his mouth as if to speak before abruptly closing it, pressing his lips into a thin line making them disappear, his eyes glassy and tears continued to cascade down his face.
But to your surprise he did speak, but not the words you wanted to hear. In fact, you didn't even know what you wanted to hear. And the way his words broke, coming out as a bare whisper, shattered your heart. Yet it was your fault for his current state.
"Thanks for letting me know how I make you fe- feel Y/N. Don't worry I won't suf- suffocate you anymore."
You opened your mouth to protest, to explain yourself but the words died in your throat. What could you say to make up for your hurtful words?
His lips reappeared contorting into the ghost of a smile before turning around and leaving.
Leaving you to wallow in your guilt, alone.
Does Y/N deserve to get back together with Griffin?
Honestly writing angst is so fun. I'm not sure what that says about me as a person, probably not anything very good...
I hope you enjoyed this imagine! I've got many more in my drafts...
Once again, I always appreciate all your love and support on this book! Thank you so much!
- Miss Starlight
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Black Phone imagines and head cannons
FanfictionJust some head cannons and imagines about our favourite boys from The Black Phone! Requests: Closed Achievements: #1 thegrabber (30.12.22) #2 80s #4 griffin (26.10.22) (I don't own any of the black phone characters.)