Dolan Twins Imagines // 1

Best Friend // Grayson Dolan

*Y/GC/N- Your Girl Cousin Name
*Y/BC/N- Your Boy Cousin Name

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I gripped my little cousins' hand as we bolted across the street. We were going to my best friend, Grayson's, house. He'd offered to help me babysit them while my parents were out with my aunt and uncle. I struggled to knock on the door, both kids dangling from my arms. When he answered, Y/GC/N ran into his arms, familiar with him. I giggled, mouthing sorry. He shook his head,

"Hey there Y/GC/N. Wanna tell me about school while I make us some popcorn?" He smiled at her. She readjusted herself on his hip, nodding, already jumping into her story. Y/BC/N was always more accustomed to Ethan for whatever reason. I sat Y/BC/N on the couch, giving him the T.V remote. He was only 3, but the flashing colors busied him. Y/GC/N, being 6 was eager to tell Grayson everything,

"And then Marya said that she likes Aspyn and everyone thinks she has cooties. I don't." She climbed off Grayson and ran to the couch, wrestling the remote from her brother's chubby hands. I bent down,

"Hey. That's not nice. Give it back or I'm taking it." I held my hand out and she thrusted the remote into Y/BC/N's hand almost as quickly as she took it. I nodded and caught a whiff of something just plain nasty. Y/BC/N burst into tears. I grabbed him, confirming that he had shit himself. I held him at arm's length,

"GRAY! WE HAVE A SITUATION!" I dropped my head, trying to think about what to do. Sean and Lisa weren't home, Ethan probably had no idea how to change a fucking diaper, and there was still one kid that had to be attended to. Grayson came in with a bowl of popcorn,

"Holy sh-" He glanced at Y/GC/N on the couch, probably cursing in his head. I looked at him, hoping he had an answer. He knelt beside Y/GC/N,

"Hey, your cousin and I have to go do something. Will you be okay with your popcorn and T.V until we get back?" He handed her the bowl. She nodded, handing him the remote,

"Can you change to Mickey Mouse?" She clasped her hands together, upping the sweet act. I smirked, carrying Y/BC/N to Grayson's bedroom. He followed me,

"Y/N, what the fuck are we going to do?" He aggressively whispered as his eyes went wide. I shrugged,

"Do you think I have any idea how to change a diaper?!" I found a blanket and laid Y/BC/N on it. He wriggled and cried, spluttering all over himself. I bit my lip, trying to figure everything out,

"Okay. I need baby wipes, paper towels, the baby powder and a new diaper." I glanced at Grayson. He nodded, running downstairs. When he got back up, he was blush red. I laughed at him, taking the items and spreading them out. I pulled the diaper off of Y/BC/N and wrapped it in a thick layer of paper towels. I tossed it into the trash, grabbing a baby wipe. Grayson grabbed my hand,

"I'm not here to just observe. Lemme do something, Mom." He teased me, yanking at the wipe. I let it go, smiling at him,

"Sure. Do you need me to walk you through everything?" I stuck out my bottom lip playfully. He scowled just the same,

"No." He looked at Y/BC/N, confusion plastered across his face. I nodded, putting my face in his shoulder,

"You flip him over and wipe his ass just the way you would wipe your own." I grinned and stepped back. He did as I instructed, using multiple wipes to clean the baby. He grimaced, tossing them. I powdered the baby thoroughly, flipping him over on top of the diaper. Y/BC/N giggled, happy to be clean. He grabbed his own feet. I tickled him, trying to get him back into the right position. He giggled and dropped his legs, leaving me the leeway to stick his diaper into place. I felt like it was backwards, but I disregarded my thoughts. I wanted to get this shit over with.

~3 a.m~

I had returned my cousins to their rightful place. I sat in my room, texting back and forth with Grayson,

Me: I'm bored

Gray: Well, wtf am i supposed to do

Me: Entertain me bitch

Gray: I can... ;)

Me: Ur a creep

Gray: You love it

Me: Having a humorous best friend is a great addition to life ;) luv u 

~Grayson's P.O.V~

Y/N had just friend zoned me hard,

Me: I can... ;)

Y/N: Ur a creep

Me: You love it

Y/N: Having a humorous best friend is a great addition to life ;) luv u

My cheeks flushed, the thought of her saying she loves me warping my mind. I texted back,

Me: Can you come over

Y/N: It's 3 am

Y/N: duh im coming over

Me: w do you want to do

Y/N: we can like watch a movie and cuddle

My breath hitched. Cuddling with Y/N was the closest I ever got to her in a boyfriend-girlfriend way. I thought about changing, not wanting to look like I tried to hard. I had on no shirt and sweatpants. My doorbell rang and I groaned. When I answered it, Y/N shivered in a tank top and bed shorts. I yanked her in and hugged her, kicking the door closed. She hugged my torso, squeezing gently. I sighed,

"You walked?" I buried my nose in her hair. She nodded,

"I had to sneak out. I'm not gonna take the car and make it more obvious." She smiled up at me. I wanted to hold her longer, but she ducked away from me, already scrolling through Netflix. I sat next to her, grabbing a blanket. She sat in between my legs, still going through movies.

~Y/N's P.O.V~

I finally picked The Fault In Our Stars , barely even wanting to watch the movie. I sat back, Grayson's arms already around my shoulders. His forearms pressed into my nipples, squashing my boobs,

"Grayson that hurts." I shifted back. He looked down at me,

"What hurts?" He moved his arms. I tapped his arms,

"Ya squished ma titties." I laughed lightly. He put his hands on my hips,

"My bad." I leaned my head back against his chest. I wasn't even watching the movie, I was purely focused on Grayson. My eyes fluttered shut and I curled my body against his.

~11 a.m~

I woke up, still curled against Grayson. Our positions changed though, me now straddling him, my butt firmly pressed against his crotch. I readjusted, my legs tight around his waist. He stirred, my head on his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck, sighing deeply. He dug his fingers into my sides gently, tickling me,

"Y/N?"

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tbc...