Imagines ➙ Dolan Twins

cleaning [g]

you ran up the stairs with grayson behind you. each of you were holding some cleaning supplies. you had a cloth, to dust with, and some febreeze. grayson had the small robotic vacuum that your mom bought two weeks ago.

your mom had just asked you to clean your room, but grayson was over. he offered to help, so now that's what the two of you were about to go do.

you struggled to get your bedroom door open, as there was so much stuff on your floor. finally, you managed to push everything out of the way and go inside.

grayson set the vacuum down, and sat down at the edge of your bed.

"alright, where do we start?" he asked.

"well, i normally pick up all the clothes first, then make the bed." you replied.

"alright." grayson said and started picking up all your dirty clothes. he threw them all into a corner of your room, because you still had to empty out the laundry basket and put the clean clothes away.

you finished putting your clothes in their designated drawers before putting grayson's pile in the basket. you helped him throw the dirty clothes in there, while picking stuff up that didn't belong on the floor.

"we need some music." grayson stated. he walked over to your bluetooth speaker that was resting on your dresser, and set his phone up. grayson started playing one of the songs that were on an album him and his brother made, called tunesday. [a/n: i might switch my username to this if its not already taken]

grayson danced around the room as he helped you pick stuff up. you softly sang along, and went on to making your bed. you stripped all the sheets off, and put them out into the hallway. you then went to the linen closet and got a fresh set of sheets.

grayson helped you make your bed, and threw all your pillows back on. he placed the bear that he had won you at a fair in the middle of two pillows.

you started dusting off all your furniture, and dusted your blinds. grayson started vacuuming, and shook out the area rug that you had on your floor.

you febreezed your whole room, and finally you were done cleaning. you and grayson flopped down onto your bed, with one of his arms under you, and the other one above his head. you rolled over and put a hand on his chest, the other one tucked in at his side.

"i'm tired now." you mumbled. grayson played with your hair with the hand that was above his head, and you slowly fell asleep.

about an hour later, you woke up. your face was pressed against grayson's chest as he had also fallen asleep, and rolled over. your speaker was still playing music, but you didn't wanna wake up grayson by moving to go turn it off.

you heard your mom come upstairs, and she came into your room.

"your room looks good." she said, standing in the doorway.

"thanks, i did most of it." you replied.

"no, i did." grayson mumbled. he was slowly starting to wake up.

your mom chuckled. "well, i made some snacks if you guys are hungry." she said before walking away and going back downstairs.

"did she say snacks?" grayson asked, and sat up. you laughed as you and grayson both got out of bed and hurriedly ran downstairs.
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i have to clean my room @grayson pls come help me