≫ a collection of imagines for some of my favourite fictional characters and celebrities, part two.
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summary: as Lucy Gray begins to spend more time with you, you wonder if it's only because of obligation or if she actually wants to spend time with you.
warning/s: mentions of cheating.
author's note: and here's part two! one more part left, but hope you're all liking it so far :)
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It was sweltering out today, much hotter than usual, and for some insane reason, Y/S/N wanted to spend the day playing in the park with her friends and I. I couldn't exactly deny her cute little face when she asked, so that was how I found myself kicking around a ball with a bunch of ten-year-olds.
I was so focused on not kicking it too hard to hit them by accident that I didn't notice Maude Ivory running into the park and joining the kids' side to play. I looked where she ran from and spotted the rest of the Covey waltzing in, minus Billy Taupe of course. They joined Maude Ivory's side, chatting to the other kids and Y/S/N, as Lucy Gray approached me with an amused smile.
"Why, how cute," she commented, and I finished kicking the ball to one of the kids before glancing at her with a quirked brow.
"What?"
She smiled as she joined my side, nodding to the kids. "Taking Y/S/N out. Playin' with the kids."
"Well, it was either that or have her cooped up inside. And I'm sure she'd be more annoying there," I joked. "Feels kinda pointless though, since it's hotter out here than it is inside."
She chuckled, about to respond, but Y/S/N ran up to me eagerly, interrupting our conversation.
"Y/N, do you have the skipping rope?"
"Hold your horses," I said with a suppressed smile, before kneeling down to dig the skipping rope from my bag.
"Hey, Lucy Gray," she was greeting the singer enthusiastically. "I liked your song the other night!"
Lucy Gray quirked a brow exaggeratedly, hands on her hips. "And what were you doin' out that late to hear me sing, sugar?"
As I stood up, rope in hand, I caught Y/S/N smiling nervously.
"My mummy took me on a walk around town and I heard it from outside the Hob."
"Well, that's no good," Lucy Gray said with a frown. "No performance should be heard like that."
"I'm not allowed inside," Y/S/N said with flushed cheeks. "Mummy and daddy says it's for grown-ups. Like you and Y/N."
Sighing playfully, Lucy Gray said, "I guess it's time to change that, don't you?"
