ᴅᴏʟᴀɴ ᴛᴡɪɴ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ

lazy ♡ g

sorry for being a piece of shit

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you laid in your oversized california king sized bed, your half naked self was wrapped up in the white fluffy duvet. due to the size of the bed, you couldn't just fling your arm over to see if your boyfriend grayson was beside you.

after feeling around and noticing he wasn't there, you groaned. "gray!" you yelled. he didn't answer. your rolled your eyes and yelled again.

"grayson!" this time he came out of the bathroom, fixing his hair. "does my hair look okay?" he was wearing tight dress pants that hugged his ass perfectly and a white button up.

"hey sexy, where are you going?" grayson laughed, turning back around. "going to work sweets." you furrowed your eyebrows.

"maybe you should get ready, it's almost eight." grayson suggested.

"it's sunday." you remarked. grayson giggled, turning around, sticking a piece of gum in his mouth. "it's monday hunny."

your flung the covers over your head. "ugh!" the worst day of the week. you really didn't want to get up and do your usual weekday routine. "i don't wanna get up."

grayson collapsed on top of you. his teeth were so perfect as he flashed his beautiful smile. "let's turn off the phone, i don't want to go to work today." grayson shook his head. "oh no, you are not convincing me to stay home from work again."

you groaned tugging at his shirt, "please gray!" you begged. "i don't even want to put my makeup on. plus i've got better things to do than my to-do list anyway." you smiled.

grayson cocked an eyebrow, propping himself up a little. "like what exactly?"

you flipped grayson over so he was under you and you were straddling him. "like hide under the covers and waste away the day." grayson wasn't convinced on staying home, you were making it hard for him to leave but he knew he had to go.

"y/n, baby, as much as i wanna stay home, i really can't." grayson tried rolling out of the bed. "no! let's just lay here and be lazy. you can even drive me crazy if you want. all i want to do is love you."

he stood at the foot of the bed, staring down at you. you hoped he would just give in. "we've got our whole life to change the world and climb the ladders. looking at you, looking at me is the only thing that matters." you pouted.

grayson's heart pang looking at you. he loved you so much. he finally gave in. he took his gucci belt off, letting it hit the floor. "yay!" you squealed.

grayson began taking his work clothes off, changing back into his clothes he had on the night before. he started crawling on the bed to get close to you. "come a little closer baby, we can talk without the words." you smirked.

grayson kisses your lips, pulling away briefly to say, "hang a sign on the door, please do not disturb."

you were overwhelmed with happiness that your love decided on staying home with you. you would surely have the most amazing day. "you want me to call your boss and tell her your sick?" grayson asked. you shook your head.

"i already did." you smirked. "i was just waiting for you to stay home with me." grayson smiled, kissing your face all over, leading to you to start laughing.

you loved this man and your lazy days with him.

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hi this is a sugarland song and i'm depressed