Nothing More

Eleven

You woke up the next morning with grayson sleeping next to you.

again? seriously? what is it with this guy..

you were confused again. At first you wanted ethan.. but now, you didn't know. Sleeping with Grayson just caused so much more conflict than needed.

Fuck. I don't know what I want.

All that was left to do was kiss ethan, then you'd know.

you looked over your shoulder at grayson sleeping peacefully and your heart melted at the sight.

he looks so cute sleeping there 🥺

you looked at him for a little bit longer before quietly climbed out of bed and walking over to your dresser. You retrieved a pair of shorts and a t-shirt before walking to the bathroom to get dressed.

After getting dressed, you went out into the kitchen and started making eggs for breakfast. A few minutes later, grayson walked out of the room wearing nothing but gray sweatpants.

he rubbed his eyes and looked at you tiredly. "did we really do that again..?"

You turned your head to look at him. "yup.." you sighed, focusing your attention back on the eggs in the pan.

  "this time it kinda wasn't just in the moment.." grayson says, catching you off guard.

you turned to look at him, a feeling of guilt flushed over you. "gray i-"

He cut you off. "y/n, i really like you. but, you confuse me. you tell me you want ethan but then you kiss me?" He takes a few steps closer to you.

You sigh before turning back to the eggs. "it's the only way i'll be able to tell who i want." You grab a plate from the cupboard and place it on the counter next to the stovetop.

His eyebrows draw together in confusion."that doesn't even make any sense."

you turned to him. "well it does to me okay?" You snapped.

Fuck. I didn't mean to say it like that.

grayson smirked at you. "you're cute when you're mad"

you glared at him and turned around to finish cooking your eggs, scooping them into the plate you set next to the stove.

he walked up behind you and grabbed you waist. "you can't stay mad." He whispered in your ear, sending chills down your spine.

You felt him smirk against your skin before he began placing kisses around your neck and moving his hands all over your body.

you knew you liked it but you didn't want to show it. He began kissing your sweet spots, causing you to moan a little, getting a smirk out of Grayson. "ugh grayson not now." You slightly pushed yourself away.
"why?" he said, pulling you back and continuing to kiss your neck, leaving slight hickeys.

You groaned. "i'm making breakfast." You pushed away again.

he stopped kissing you and released his hands from your waist. "fine." he walked away and sat at the counter, watching finish cooking the eggs you decided to make for him.

when the eggs were done, you brought a plate over to him. "here you go."

grayson looked at you. "this food looks good... but i think i'd rather eat you instead."

you looked at him and raised an eyebrow before rolling your eyes, letting out a small giggle. "eat your food dummy." he smirked at you and started eating.