Dolan twins // imagines ♡

Your kid does something naughty ♡

Ethan:

You were just at home with your 6 year old son, Shawn. You quickly finished hanging up the laundry when you heard him laughing hysterically. You decided to go and check on him. Just as you walked into the living room, you saw his crayons laying all over the floor.

"Mommy, look what I did!" Shawn shouted. You looked at the, what used to be white, rainbow wall. He seemed to have drawn a very colorful picture. But instead of using paper, he decided on using a bigger canvas.

"Oh god... Shawn! Why did you draw on the wall?!" You quickly picked up his crayons and put them away.
"But I drew me you and daddy. I thought you'd like it." He said with a sad face.
"But honey, you can't draw on the walls!" You rubbed your temples, when Ethan came home.

"Hey kiddos, I'm home!" He yelled from the front door. He walked into the living room and kissed you on the forehead. He suddenly looked around in shock.
"Uh... So what did you do today?" He didn't want to stress you out more so he kind of just stayed quiet.
Just as you went on a rant, Shawn burst out crying and ran into his room. You felt so bad but it wasn't right that he just scribbled everywhere.

Half an hour later, Ethan and Shawn came back into the kitchen. Shawn had stained cheeks and puffy red eyes. Ethan had a sympathetic look on his face.

Shawn just stood there, with a pout and he fiddled with his thumbs.

"Come here baby." You say to him, patting your lap.
He slowly walked over to you and sat down.
"Mommy loves your picture but we are meant to draw on paper, not the walls." He nodded his head, sniffling.
"Next time, ask me for some paper and we can draw together. Got it?" He snuggled into your chest and sucked his thumb. Ethan came over to you and hugged both of you.
"I love you boys." You say.
"Love you too." They both replied.

Grayson:

You were at work when you got a phone call from your husband Grayson.

"Hello?"
"Y/n! You need to get home now! The police just called! Get home quick!" He practically deafened your hearing.

You quickly told your boss that it was an emergency and you grabbed your keys and drove home. When you arrived, the house looked pretty quiet. There were no police around.

Just as you walk into the house, you hear Grayson giving your 14 year old daughter a lecture.
"Well first of all, you snuck out of the house. And second, you met up with some guy who could've been a fricking drug dealer. What if something happened to you? Imagine what your moms gonna say when she gets home?!" He yells, pacing up and down.

You walk into the living room to see, Isabelle, your daughter, with her head down. She was wearing a really short dress and a lot of makeup.

"Hi.. What's going on here?" You say walking over to give Grayson a hug.

"Isabelle Marie Dolan... Explain..." He said sternly.

"Well basically, Siena said there were these really cute guys at the park so I was like cool I'll go. And then I asked dad if I could go, and he was like no so I snuck out of the window because I mean, wouldn't you? And oh my god! Tommy and his friends were there but these other kids showed up and started a fight. So the police ended up having to break it up and now dad thinks I did something wrong." She explained to you.

"Okay... I think that it was wrong for you to sneak out but Grayson, at least she didn't take drugs or fuck anyone so calm down. Both of you need to apologize to eachother and we should just forget about this." You said crossing your arms.

"Sorry..." They both said in sync.
"Good." You say sitting down.

They both hugged eachother and you all decided on watching a film together since you couldn't be bothered to get your ass up again for work.

I hate kids