dolan twin imagines .

trading places |g|

(this is gonna be a dirty imagine so beware and also, listen to the song 'trading places' by usher bc that's where this imagine is inspired from and it gives a better vibe)

[y/n pov]

"c'mon, c'mon almost there! i'm almost there!"

"you're not winning this one gray, i'm right behind you!"

"you might wanna think again! bam!" grayson yells as he passes the finish line before me on mario kart.

i throw the controller down next to me on the couch and put my hands over my face.

"yes!" he yells loud, laughing.

"so, about that bet y/n...."

i don't reply and just stay in the same position sighing in defeat.

"awwww, is my little baby upset because she lost and now has to deal with this bet." he coo's, trying to remove my hands from my face.

"no, now just fucking tell me what i have to do!" i say removing my hands and giving him an attitude.

"dang, okay.. we have to play reverse day. you have to take me on a date and do everything for me that i do for you, like drive and order for me."

"oh my god great. get ready gray." i reply and stand up, walking up the stairs.

i begin to do a full face of makeup, fleeking the brows and eyeliner. as i complete my makeup, i start straightening my hair perfectly. after, i finish my hair and makeup, i slip into a white body-con dress, putting on black pumps and some hoop earrings. i quickly spray on perfume, grab my phone and leave the room.

"grayson?! are you ready?" i call out, going down the stairs after grabbing my phone.

"yes." he replies coming down the stairs looking sexy as ever.

he stops at the last step and admires my whole body.

"damn" he whispers to himself and clears his throat shortly after.

i go to the door and open it for him, letting him go out and then closing it once we both get outside. i run to the passenger side door of his car and open it for him. i quickly go to the driver side and get in after him.

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we arrive at a very expensive restaurant (after letting him choose) and i do the door opening routine once again. as we're seated, i pull out his chair for him and attempt to push it back in after he sits down. the waiter gives us our menus and as i look through it, i sigh aloud.

"what's the matter baby? aren't these prices great?!" he says sarcastically and chuckles at my face.

"no- i mean yeah! they're fine. get whatever you want babe." i say smiling up at him and then looking back down at the menu.

the waiter approaches once again and we begin to order.

"i want the large fettuccine alfredo plate." grayson says to the waiter and i look down to the menu.

after searching for his order, i finally find it. twenty fucking dollars. he better be glad that i love him.

i order as well and then we begin having a normal conversation.