HII! SORRY I HAvent been on..
Getting use to this new school is stressful, but I got a piece for you:)
This is not smut btw!!
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College AU
Word count: 975
Get a grip, y/n. For fucks sake stop acting like a child. You scold yourself, embarrassed at the tears that are threatening to fall from the corner of your lids, heat flooding the entirety of your face from the dip of your cheeks to the swell of your nose.
"What's up, pretty girl?" The sweet words make the tears even harder to retain, the low tone of your best friend's voice both comforting and stressful at the same time. Gray has been your best friend for as long as you could remember and maybe he was even more, but you weren't quite ready to admit that even though you and nearly everyone else on campus but him knew the truth. You knew deep down that you didn't see him as just a friend; the tears flooding your eyes and the pit knotting up your stomach from watching numerous girls flirt with him in your shared English lecture hinting at that fact but even so, you weren't ready to voice the fact. Being his best friend since birth meant many things, but mostly it meant that he could pretty much read you like an open book when it came to emotions, or at least most of the time.
You ignore his question, choosing instead to focus on the book laid flat on the desk you were sitting at in favor of meeting his questioning gaze. Your fingers run across the slight ridges creasing the thin pages, the words inked below your fingertips blurring into a mess of colors and shapes as you blink slowly.
"Y/N?" Grayson tries again, the tall boy pulling a chair up to sit next to you. His hand flattens across yours, effectively stopping the mindless wandering of your fingers over the pages. "What's got you down, sunshine?" He mutters, his free hand gripping your knee to shift your body to face his, fingers tangling under your chin to try and pull your eyes to his. You shrug out of his grip, chin falling back down as your eyes stay glued to the table, lips sealed firmly shut against his persistent gaze.
"No talking, that might be a little hard for me to do," He muses, tone soft and slightly teasing to try and coax a smile out of you. "How about a hug, hm? That I can do." Grayson suggests with a nudge of his elbow to your side, your shoulders tensing for a moment before sagging in defeat-your body slumping against his tall frame.
You let out a small sigh, the breath escaping your lips softly but it still draws Grayson's attention back to your face, his warm chocolate eyes hot on yours as he looks at you.
"I'm fine." You finally mumble, the two words low and hoarse and not at all convincing. Grayson huffs in response, your head bouncing slightly as a chuckle shakes his shoulders beneath you. "And that's what I like to call bullshit, sunshine." He replies with a small tut, a calloused finger tapping your nose gently as the words fall from his lips.
His small smile tilts down at your furrowed brows, lips pulled firmly into a frown that makes his gut turn and his heart squeeze. His fingers run through his wavy locks, the gesture so familiar that it makes your heart ache and your fingers tingle with desire to repeat the gesture with your own hand. You decide not to resist the urge, surprising both him and yourself when you lift your hand, brushing your hand through his chestnut strands. He relaxes into your touch, his body so attuned to you and your touch that he seems to crave more and more of each day, his body humming for more.
His eyes drop to yours, the brown swirled with slight confusion and seeped through with longing, surely mirroring the look in your own eyes. "Can I do something?" He mutters, the words raspy and rough and enough to make you melt, your head nodding on its own accord as you tilt your chin back against his chest to look at him fully, all your focus directly on him.
His lips twist to form words but slant back into a slight frown, his eyebrows drawn together and pushing the soft skin of his forehead into wrinkles. "I jus' have to do this, at least once before-" Gray starts, the sentence cutting off as his fingers spread across your cheeks, tugging your face closer as he drops his lips onto yours.
Your eyes widen, lips frozen for a moment before you fully realize what's happening, the pit in your stomach dissolving with each soft movement of his lips on yours. You let yourself melt into him, your arms tucked securely against his chest, fists grasping tightly at his hoodie to bring him closer. You let the material slip from your grasp as he pulls away, your lips parted as short breaths slip through. You can feel your cheeks flush as you stare at him, the both of you wide-eyed and flustered-his expression shifting into a wide smile as you let out a small chuckle, slotting your lips back into his.
"So no talking, but making out is okay. Noted." Gray drawls with a smirk, his lips curved into a cheeky smile that manages to light up all his features.
"Oh, shut up and kiss me." You retort with a shy smile, pushing his arm lightly as he chuckles. "Now sunshine, that's no way to talk your boyfriend, is it?" He asks with a wink, lips slotting over yours before you can reply, the tears in your eyes long gone and your stomach free of all knots but now full of the best kind of butterflies. The kind that come from discovering that the best friend you are in love with loves you too.
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