Duke Imagines ?? (Really just Grayson Allen and Luke Kennard)

ADITL 57

I wake up and turn around in bed. I frown as I realize Gray is already away at his game.

I walk downstairs and into the kitchen. I raise an eyebrow as I hear sniffling coming from the living room.

I walk in to see Gray laying on the couch, tissue box in hand, watching television.

"Uh oh." I sit on the arm rest. "Is someone sick?"

Gray nods while pouting his lip. "I think I got sick from Grayson. Mike is sick too, he's upstairs."

"Aw, my poor boys. So you called in sick for the game?"

"What? No, I'm playing it right now."

I scoff. "You're moody when you're sick." I walk upstairs and pick Mike up, then carry him back down. I set him on the other end of the couch and pull a blanket over both of them.

"Too hot!" They both yell.

I yank the blanket off.

"Too cold!"

I pull the blanket back on, but let their feet hang out.

"Perfect." They mutter.

There's a knock on the door, and I walk over. Right as I swing it open, Luke rushes to the couch.

I close the door and sit on the chair as I watch those... weirdos.

"I'm here, baby!" Luke yells, pulling a first aid kit out. "You're gonna be okay!"

Luke shoves some pills into Grayson's mouth and kisses him.

"What the hell, Luke?" I ask, but laughing a bit.

"He's mine!" Luke yells, then puts a wet cloth over Grayson's forehead.

"Thank you, sweet heart." Gray kisses Luke's cheek, making Mike laugh.

"Oh, and I can't forget about my little boy!" Luke also gives Mike medicine and puts a wet cloth on his head.

"Lukas, go home to Bailey." I say. Thankfully, Gray got over them dating.

"Oh, we broke up."

Gray and I scoff and shake our heads.

"Whattt?" Luke asks.

"Just go, dude. I can take care of them."

"Okay, okay." Luke says bye to Gray and Mike then walks out.

And, whoopee, Grayson starts crying.

I groan and do the same I did with Mike. Gray holds Grayson close to him and cries with him. Then Mike starts.

I bury my head into a pillow and scream.