imagines | d.t

i'm sorry [g.d]

you were buried under blankets, comforters, ice cream containers as y/f/s was playing on your bedroom television.

grayson, your boyfriend of four years who you lived with, was currently at work.

you missed him, and you missed him even more especially because he began taking late night shifts which caused you two to spend less time together.

you shook your head and turned back to the television, seeing y/f/c enter the scene which made you happy.

the sound of keys unlocking your front door fills the air and you know it's grayson.

"y/n, i'm home!" he yells as the sound of him walking up the stairs echoes through the house.

he opens the door, making a squeaking sound to add along with the sound of his shoes clicking onto the floor.

"hey baby." he smiles softly at you, taking off his shoes and blazer, that smile and sentence alone made your stomach do flips.

anything grayson said made you smile, blush or made your stomach do flips. he just had that much power over you.

"hi sweetheart, how was work?" you say as grayson crawls next to you in bed.

he lays his head on your chest, nuzzling and resting his body on yours.

you giggle at his actions, beginning to run your hand through his hair causing a groan of satisfaction to leave graysons lips.

he tightens his grip around you and throws one of his legs over your body; so now he was laying on you with his head on your chest and legs spread out on your body, hands wrapped around your waist.

you didn't mind though, you loved grayson and both of you always had to touch each other in some way: whether it was from holding hands, wrapping his arm around you waist or hugging, you had to touch each other in a loving manner.

"dinner is on the stove, i already ate." you spoke gently, heart stinging knowing that grayson stopped eating dinner with you.

grayson's eyebrows furrowed once you said that you had already eaten, not understanding why you didn't wait for him to eat together.

his head moves up to look at you, "why didn't you wait for me?" ,hurt embroidered into his voice.

"excuse me?" you said, a bit of sass hinting at him while shock fills your body. you couldn't believe that grayson had the nerve to ask you that question and be hurt.

"what?" his voice came out as innocent, him not knowing what you were hinting at made you frustrated and extremely angry.

"grayson, when was the last time we had dinner together?" you asked him sarcastically, raising your voice but not too loudly.

his lips part as he begins to notice how his actions must have seemed to you. he begins to try to form a sentence but you cut him off.

"wait, actually, when was the last time you had an actual decent conversation with me? or the last time i woke up to see you beside me?"

you sniffle and a tears escape your eyes.
you reach your hand up to wipe them quickly, hoping grayson didn't see it.

but he did, and more tears leave your eye causing you to sniffle even more. grayson was speechless, staying quiet, having no idea what to say.

you try to distract yourself from breaking down in front of him by watching y/f/s on your television, but it doesn't work.

he sits up, lifting you up to straddle him and cupping your face with his hands. tears spill down your face as you hiccup quietly.

"y/n, you k-" you cut him off once again, "no, grayson! do you even really love me anymore?" your voice breaks at the end, you can't bare to bring yourself to face the reality of grayson probably not loving you anymore.

guilt and hurt fill the boys body, feeling upset that he had brought you to the point where you doubted his love for you, and that if it even still existed.

"of course i love you, y/n!" grayson states as if it were the most obvious thing ever. you scoff, reaching your hand up once again to wipe your tears.

graysons expression drops and eyes fill with sadness, realizing how the last time he said he loved you was more than a month ago.

"i-i didn't even realize that the last time i said i loved you was t-two months ago" grayson whispers with a soft voice filled with guilt.

you sniffle and look down at your lap, trying to stop the tears that were streaming down your face.

"i-" ,he cuts himself off by sucking in a deep breath after lifting your chin up with his pointer finger, "i'm sorry."

"i'm so sorry, baby." grayson whispers to you with an uneven voice, cupping your cheeks to make you face him.

"i thought-" ,you choke on both your words and a sob, "i thought you didn't love me anymore."

it was like you saw graysons heart shatter right in front of you; you saw that tears began to cloud his eyes, his nose becoming red.

your throat tightens and more tears leave your eyes as you blink. grayson pulls you into his chest almost immediately.

he had an arm wrapped around your upper back tightly and one at you head, pulling your head closer to him.

"i'm so sorry." he whispers in your ear.

you grip onto him tightly, arms wrapping around his neck as you legs wrap around his waist securely and cry into his shoulder.

"i love you y/n" he reassures you with a quiet voice, sniffling lightly.

he pulls your face away from his neck, looking at you but your eyes never left your lap, afraid to look up at him.

"look at me" he demands you in a whisper-soft voice. you let out a breath that you didn't realize you were holding in and shake your head.

"y/n, look at me please" grayson pleads, his voice cracking in between the sentence.

you move your blurry vision from your lap to your his face, eyes meeting for heavy eye contact.

he cups your cheeks, adding a little pressure, feeling the tears falling down your face.

"i love you so, so much and i'm sorry that i've been a terrible boyfriend these past months. i-i didn't mean to y/n and i-i can't lose you but i probably did because i'm so fucking stupid."

you shake your head, "you could never lose me, a-and i hate that about myself. i hate that no matter what you do, you'll always have me wrapped around you finger." you express feeling upset with yourself.

he leans his forehead down to rest on yours, making eye contact with your y/e/c eyes. "listen to me, i'm never going to hurt you again, i promise. i love you so much y/n"

you nod, giving in like always, his thumbs wiping the tears on your rosy cheeks.

grayson moves his gaze to your lips, leaning in and softly pushing his plump lips against your pink lips.

your lips move against his in deep and passionate kiss, pulling away for a breath of air.

he pulls you into his arms once again, burying his face in your neck.

graysons lips leave a wet kiss on your neck before whispering into your ear, "i love you, baby."

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this was originally going to be a smut chapter but i'm lazy lmao
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