𝔾𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟 (an Ariana Grande x Y/n story)

Chapter 1 (i can be needy)

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I've fallen deep into the trenches of debauchery gremlin shit.
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Slur warning. I'm gay so like chill
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-Y/n POV-

Waking up in bed I felt something heavy on top of me. And I felt as if I was suffocating. Forcing my eyes open I lifted the sheets to see Ariana on top of me knocked out.

I couldn't help but sigh. This was nothing new. In fact ever since I started dating Ariana I would always find her on top of me whenever I would fall asleep.

Chair, couch, bed, the floor she didn't care. If I've been down for more than five minutes it's fair game and she falls asleep on me. And at first, I thought it was sweet. But at this point, I wondered if my boobs were becoming flatter.

"Ariana wake up my love" I whispered in Ari's ear. Combing my fingers gently through her hair. "Ariana." My eyes looked around the small hotel room.

We had just finished the first half of the sweetener tour and were about to start the second half in Europe. But before the first show in London, I had planned to stay with my parents for a few days.

And well, Arianna was not a fan of that idea at all.

"Ari wake up." a groan erupted from the small Italian. She gripped on tighter to me flipping her head over she yawned.

I sighed reaching over to the bedside table I grabbed my phone looking at the time. It was currently 7:10. I had woken up at least 10 minutes earlier than I needed to.

So I decided to scroll through Instagram. See what was happening in the world today

Scrolling for a few seconds. I found myself at a post that I and a bunch of others were tagged in. It was a picture of me and the other backup dancers posing in our outfits after the show in Chicago.

The title in all caps is "SHAKE THEM TWINKLE TOES."

I giggled. Looking down through the comment section I stopped at a comment I was tagged in. "@Thedancery/n are you and Arianna smashing." I looked down at Ariana who was currently naked asleep on top of me.

I'll put it down as a maybe

But of course, Ariana who wanted to keep our relationship on the down low would probably kill me if I typed that so instead I decided to put.

"For legal reasons, I'm not allowed to deny or accept 👀" sending the message I began to giggle. Since high school, my sense of humor has been broken and it only seemed to get worse as the years went on.

"What's so funny." Looking down from my phone Ariana who was just asleep a minute now stared at me wide awake. "It's this post. Someone asked me if we were smashing or not. And I replied I'm not allowed to deny or agree."

Ariana sighed sitting up her breast swaying slightly. "But everyone all ready knows we're together."

"Yeah, but they don't need to know what happens in the bedroom. Plus you told me you wanted to keep our relationship on the down low."

Ari stared out into space for a moment. And then started to laugh. "I had forgotten about that." I couldn't help but grin

Leaning forward are kissed my forehead Arianna while she ran her hands up and down my abs making a groan slip from my lips. "I love your abs so much. They're so hard and yet feel so nice."