Smut

Do You Forgive Me (Grayson)

"Grayson, are you free this weekend? I wanna go out." You text Grayson one afternoon.

"Yes baby, I'm free. What do you wanna do?" He asked.

"Whatever. I just wanna hang out with you. We've both been so busy lately, it feels like we haven't seen each other in ages." You said.

"I know, it does feel like that. Tell you what, I'll pick you up Saturday night, around 7, we'll go to dinner, and then we'll hit up that frozen yogurt shop by your house. Sound good?" He asked.

"Sounds perfect." You said. You continued texting him until you fell asleep.

* * *

It was finally Saturday night and you were getting ready for your date. You put on a nice blouse, a pair of leggings and slipped on your favorite pair of boots. After you dressed, you touched up your makeup, sprayed on some perfume, and headed into the living room to wait for Grayson. You turned on the TV while you waited, and eventually ended up falling asleep.

You woke up a few hours later, no light in the house other than the television screen. You picked up your phone to check the time, noticing that it was almost 11pm. You also noticed you had no missed calls or text messages from Grayson.

"What the fuck? After two years together, and he stood me up?" You said aloud. You were too tired to deal with the situation, so you didn't text him and just went up to bed.

You woke up the next morning, still upset about what happened the night before. You checked your phone and still had nothing from Grayson.

"Alright, fine. He doesn't want to talk about it, then I wont either." You said to yourself. You spent the day in bed, watching movies and enjoying some alone time. A little while later, you heard your doorbell ring. You went to answer the door, finding Grayson standing on your porch with a pizza in his hand.

"Hey." He said awkwardly. "Can I come in?" He asked.

"Depends on what kind of pizza you got there." You said. He flipped open the box, pepperonis spelling out "I'm sorry" on it.

"I was gonna take you out for pizza last night." He said.

"And you think this is supposed to make up for you standing me up last night?" You asked.

"I was hoping maybe a little." He said. You took the pizza from him and he followed you into the kitchen. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry. I know you were looking forward to going out last night. Trust me, I was too. But Ethan and I got caught up with videos, and then we went over to a friends house to help them film, and then I lost track of time and Ethan and I ended up hanging out there for the rest of the night. I'm so, so sorry." He explained.

"Why didn't you just tell me that in the first place? Instead of just giving me the silent treatment." You asked.

"Because I'm an idiot." He admitted.

"I would've been okay if you would've told me that you and Ethan were filming. Because that's work. But, you stood me up for your friends, that you see all the time. We hadn't seen each other in almost two weeks." You explained, taking a bite of pizza.

"I know. And I feel bad. We've been dating for two years, and I've never stood you up until now. And you know that I will do anything to make it up to you. Whatever you want." He explained. You stood there in the kitchen, just eating your pizza. "Is it doing the trick?" He asked.

"I think it's starting to. Apologize once more." You said as you finished your current slice.

"(Y/N), I am so incredibly sorry for standing you up last night. Do you forgive me?" He asked, wrapping his arms around your waist.

"I forgive you." You said, kissing him softly.

"Mmmm, pizza sauce." He said, wiping his mouth, causing you to giggle. You and him hung out at your place, finishing up the pizza and watching movies. It wasn't the date you had in mind, but you were glad to finally spend time with Grayson.