𝔡𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔫 𝔱𝔴𝔦𝔫 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

sing ; g

{ inspired by freakingdolan }

you skipped through the apartment wearing only your underwear and one of gray's large t-shirts. grayson and ethan had gone out with a friend to take some photos for their instagrams. so you were home alone.

you were stood in the kitchen and you decided to make some cupcakes for yourself (mainly) but also grayson and ethan. as you started to whisk the cake batter, you impulsively felt like singing a song, or more specifically when we were young by adele. you started playing the song through a near by speaker.

you held the spatula up to your mouth like a microphone, closing your eyes and getting into the song.

"you look like a movie, you sound like a song, my god this reminds me, of when we were young." you sang calmly as you moved around around the kitchen tidying. but you didn't hear the front door open. grayson and ethan stepped into the kitchen really confused.

"let me photograph you in this light in case it is the last time, that we might be exactly like we were, before we realised, we were sad of getting old, it made us restless, it was just like a movie, it was just like a song. when we were young."

you continued with the rest of the song until the end. you still hadn't noticed that grayson and ethan were home, watching you sing perfectly.

when the song had ended you turned around to finally be faced with the boys. "oh my god!" you scream, running to turn off the speaker.

you stood still after for a while, took a deep breath and turned around. ethan had left, it was now just you and grayson.

you stood still, nervously waiting to see what he would say. "you never told me you could sing." grayson mentioned as he walked over to the corner in the kitchen you were 'hiding' in and put two hands on the countertop so you couldn't escape.

"i can't sing gray, i-" grayson immediately cut you off. "stop right there. you have a voice of an angel y/n and you blew my mind!" that made you smile but look down still not believing it fully.

"you were messing around and not even trying and you sounded perfect y/n," he complimented as he lightly brushed a strand of your hand behind your ear, he leaned in. "that means you'd sound a thousand times better if you did babygirl." you looked up and him and pecked his lips. "thank you." you said blushing.

"what's that smell anyways? it smells amazing!" grayson questioned. "oh crap my cupcakes." you said, forgetting about them but luckily you got them just before they burnt.

you and gray finished the day decorating the cupcakes and to be honest they tasted wonderful if you did say so yourself.
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480 words :)