see patience is a virtue, and i'm all out of time right now
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Everyone is coming to Grayson's tonight. They all watch some show, and the next season came out today, so everyone is coming to watch it at Grayson's. I can't even remember the name of the show, to be honest.
I only had to work until six today, so I pulled into his driveway at about six thirty. I showered at work, as someone freaked out and got blood all over me. I'm glad I'm used to it by now, but it used to make me throw up.
Grayson greets me at the door, leaning down to kiss me. His hair is wet too.
"Aw, your hair is wet, you should have showered here with me" He complains. I roll my eyes at him.
"We both know there's not much actual showering when I shower here" I point out. He shrugs and leans down to kiss me several more times.
"That's the fun part" He smirks. I laugh quietly, shoving his chest. He takes my hand to lead me into the living room. Only Ethan is here, not surprising.
"Hi, Eve," He says happily, getting up to hug me. The hug doesn't even last that long, but Grayson pushes him back anyway.
"No touching," He tells him. Ethan rolls his eyes.
"Jealous ass" He mutters. I giggle, making Ethan flip Grayson off in victory. Grayson simply rolls his eyes in return before turning to me.
"How was work?" he asks kindly. I shrug.
"Same as usual" I answer. He hums.
"Go change," he tells me randomly. I give him a look. He always wants me to wear his clothes. I don't know what his fascination with it is.
"These are your pants" I point out. He looks down at them and shrugs.
"Then I'll go get you a hoodie" He retaliates. He kisses my head as he walks past me.
"Weirdo" I mutter. He's quick to slap my ass, making me jump. Ethan slaps Grayson's ass as he walks past him, making both of us laugh loudly while Grayson glares.
I sit on the couch, so Ethan sits in the chair across from it.
"Where's Kris?" I ask casually. He looks at the time on his phone.
"She was out with Fran, she should be here soon" He answers. I nod. I've never met Fran, but Kristina talks very highly of her.
Grayson comes back, bunching the hoodie in his hands.
"Arms up" He demands. I don't listen, holding my hands out to take it.
"I can do it myself" I laugh. He stares at me for a second.
"Put your arms up or I'm gonna choke you with it" He warns. Ethan is quick to speak.
"Keep your kinks to yourself, please" He teases. I laugh at his joke, but then stop when Grayson raises his eyebrows at me. I lift my arms and let him put the hoodie on me. He pulls the hood over my head and tightens the strings so I can't see, lightly slapping the side of my head.
