Ethan Dolan Imagines

black ❁

interracial couples are my favorite kind of couples.

☽♛☾

you sat quietly in the dolan household as you ate the food that they served. ethan's mom was cautiously staring at you. 

"so, ethan tells me that you're a hairdresser," you speak out. she gives you a nasty look before she turns to ethan.

"you never told us she was black," you dropped your fork and almost choked on your food. what did she say?

"seriously, mom!" cameron yells. "why should it matter?"

"yeah, it doesn't matter! love is love!" grayson joins in.

"lisa!" sean yells at his wife in disbelief.

"why would you even say that?" ethan says. "just because she's different than us doesn't mean you have to be a b.itch about it." your eyes bugged out of your head. did he just call his mom a b.itch over you? "come on, y/n. we're leaving." she sat with her mouth open and her husband holding back laughter.

"ethan!" you yell when he drags you out of his parents household. "why would you do that!" you smack his chest.

he gives you a smile and laughs. "i just called my mom a b.itch. im a horrible son," he laughs even more until his face turns a dark red and you have to slap him to make him stop.

"jesus, ethan. it's not that funny," you say.

he pulls you closer and wipes his cheek. "ouch." you laugh. "you do know that i don't care about your race, right? you could be anything. black, white, mexican, asian, chinese, middle eastern, anything! you will always have a place in my heart. you're the best thing to ever happen to me. i love you, y/n."

"i love you too, ethan." you kiss his lips and tug at the ends of his hair.

he lets out a low groan and pulls away. "let's hurry and get home so i can see what's under this dress of yours."