ᴅᴏʟᴀɴ ᴛᴡɪɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ

spa ♡ g

i'm sick so i'm gonna write imagines :-) i really wish i was at school tho because i have exams that i need to study for.

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your fingers raked through your boyfriend, grayson's hair. his head was in your lap as he sobbed violently. you pouted at the state that grayson was in, you didn't know why he was crying, he didn't want to tell you just yet.

"grayson?" you softly said. grayson hugged your waist tighter, sobbing louder. "baby?" you asked. "look at me." you demanded. grayson lifted his head. your heart dropped when you saw his swollen lips, red eyes that were puffy, his tear stained cheeks, his hair that was once in a quiff was now flat against his forehead, and his eyes were full of tears.

"baby boy, what's wrong?" you pouted. grayson looked at you with his tear filled eyes. "i'm so stressed." he sighed. "i feel like i'm not important and not to mention i'm ugly!" he cried.

you gasped at his words. "grayson bailey, you are not ugly. you mean so much to me. don't you ever say you aren't important. you're so attractive, any girl would love to have you. but they can't have you because you're mine." you winked, kissing his head.

"you always make sure i'm happy first, you're so beautiful, and you're great at sex." you smirked, placing a kiss on his neck.

grayson smiled slightly. "how about you let me take all the stress away." you hugged him. "i'm gonna go run you a bubble bath and after you're done with your bath, i'm gonna give you a massage." you kissed his forehead.

you got up from your spot, grayson whined. you walked to your bathroom, turning on the water in the bath tub, making sure it was warm. you lit some candles and put stress relieving bubble bath in the warm water.

"grayson!" you called our your boyfriends name but got nothing in return. you walked back out to the couch, seeing grayson in the same spot. "grayson, baby i have your bath ready." you walked over to him.

"carry me." he held his arms out. you furrowed your eyebrows. "baby, i think you're too big." graysons eyes started to fill up with tears, making you give in. "fine. come here." grayson smiled and held out his arms. you struggled to lift you boyfriend, who was much taller than you and a lot heavier.

"gray, you gotta work with me here." grayson wrapped his legs around your waist and laid his head on your shoulder as you wobbled to the bathroom. "i think this is supposed to be the other way around." you laughed.

"screw gender roles." grayson mumbled, putting his feet on the ground. "now take your bath, and. when you're done let me know so i can give you a massage." you smiled.

you walked back into the living room, waiting for grayson to get done with his bath. in the meantime you got out stress relieving lotion and dimmed the lights so grayson could relax when he came back out.

after about thirty-ish minutes, graysons came back out, adidas joggers clung to his waist with the pink band of his calvins sticking out and no shirt.

"lay down, my love." you ordered grayson to lay down on the makeshift bed you had made him.

grayson laid on his stomach and hugged the pillow that was in front of him. you sat on his butt, putting stress relieving lotion on you hands, massaging it into graysons back.

he let out a content sigh as your hands worked wonders. (his back isn't the only thing they can work wonders on.)

"are you feeling better, baby?" you asked grayson.

"mhmm." he hummed into the pillow. "can we cuddle?" he asked.

"yes, come here." you laid on the couch as grayson laid on top of you. his head was on your chest and his arms wrapped around your waist.

"i love you, baby."

"i love you, too." you smile, kissing graysons head.

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i FEEL AN ANXIETY ATTACK COMING ON WOWEOEOEOWOEO

and there's like no water in my house cool, i'm thirsty as fuck too.