Grayson wakes me up the next morning like he usually has to. I like to sleep in for as long as possible and he's a huge morning person.
"Graciieeee," He says in a happy voice, moving his face extremely close to my face. I don't move. Maybe if I pretend to be sleeping, he'll leave me alone for longer.
"I will tickle you, don't test me" He continues. uh oh. I keep pretending to be asleep, jolting away from him when he simply pokes my side.
"Ah hah! I knew you weren't asleep!" He says loudly, pointing a finger at me. I groan and sit up, but then plop my upper half down on the bed. He giggles and pats my back.
"What time is it?" I ask, my voice barely coming out.
"Almost nine" He responds. I groan again, sitting back up. I rub my eyes with my fists and then make grabbing motions at him, wanting to cuddle.
"That was the cutest thing ever, I might cry" He jokes and lets me crawl onto his lap. I rest my head on his chest and close my eyes again.
"I'm gonna lose my streaks," I say quietly, barely remembering. I don't care enough about them to get off him though.
"Want me to send them for you?" He offers. I hum in response, so he reaches over and grabs my phone. He puts his name in to unlock it, smirking to himself. It was his name before he even met me.
"Jesus, you have a shit ton of messages and adds," He says after a moment. My breath hitches, realizing that I haven't told him yet.
"It's your fans" I mumble. He tenses for a second, but recovers, shifting me slightly.
"Can I open some?" He says after a second. I don't answer. It's quiet for a solid minute before I hear him set my phone down. He shifts me again, but this time making me face him so he could make eye contact.
"Why didn't you tell me they're sending you hate?" He asks quietly, his eyes searching mine for something. I shrug.
"There's not much to do about it. I can handle it" I respond, glancing away.
"I can do something. And I could comfort you, we're in this together, Gracie" He defends. I nod.
"I know, I'm sorry," I tell him honestly. He shakes his head, hugging me tightly.
"Don't be. Just tell me when stuff like this happens, you don't have to go through it alone" He whispers in my ear.
"Okay" I whisper back. We sit in silence for a while until I remember something, making me gasp and sit up.
"What's wrong?" Grayson asks worriedly. I shake my head, stifling a laugh.
"Nothing. I just remembered, my mom told me I can get a kitten" I grin, grabbing my phone. He doesn't say anything, so I look up at him. He looks at me with a fond smile, shaking his head.
"You really are something" He chuckles, leaning to look at the kittens on my screen with me. I see a gray one with stripes covering him and yellow eyes and immediately fall in love. I click on it, a huge smile already on my face. (a/n: just gonna pretend gray isn't allergic to cats in this)
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