grayson dolan imagines [discontinued]

change

"babe, are you ready yet?" grayson shouts from the living room.

you roll your eyes and spray on some perfume. you look at yourself in the mirror and sigh happily at your outfit. you grab your phone and make your way into the living room where ethan and grayson were waiting.

"what took you so lo–" ethan cuts himself off as he scans your outfit.

you blushed, but your boyfriend didn't approve of the look his brother was giving you. his jaw clenched.

"what are you wearing?" grayson asked trying to keep calm. "or should i say, what aren't you wearing."

you scoff, "i'm wearing clothes, thanks."

"you sure about that? go change." grayson demands.

"what? no, i happen to like what i'm wearing." you shrug.

"so do i." ethan smirks.

grayson rolled his eyes and clenched his fist together, getting ready to punch his brother if he doesn't shut up.

"baby, please, change." grayson pleads, giving you a stern look.

"why? i think i look perfectly fine, now lets go." you said starting to walk towards the door.

grayson quickly grabs your wrist and you gasp.

"ethan, go start the car, we'll be out soon." gray said not breaking eye contact with you.

ethan did as told and left, not wanting to be in the middle of whatever was about to happen. he didn't want to piss grayson off more. as the door shut he let go of your arm and you backed away from him.

"what the hell is your problem?" you asked angrily while crossing your arms.

grayson sighs, "did you see the way ethan was looking at you?"

"so what? he can look but he can't touch." you shrugged.

"you're wearing the most tightest jeans and shirt in the world, y/n. seriously, change. i don't want the rest of my family looking at you like ethan did." he said.

"gray, half of the guys in your family are the same age as my parents. besides, i thought your dad's brother and your grandparents were coming over only?"

"my mom texted me earlier this morning saying my cousins are coming as well. and you know brad and daniel like you."

you sighed. he had a point. for some reason, his two cousins daniel and brad like you. even though you thought brad was gay and daniel had a girlfriend?

"fine. i'll put on a sweater. will that make you happy?"

"my sweater?" he pouts.

you giggled slightly, "yes, your sweater."

"then yeah, it'll make me very happy." he smiles.

you pecked his cheek and went to put on one of his sweaters to cover up the tight shirt you were wearing.

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this is really bad, i apologize for no being perfect :)