Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Dance, Baby

Normal POV:

It is a peaceful night at the Dolan household. Ethan is out finishing a few errands he had, so it's just you and your boyfriend, Grayson, at home.

You're sitting in the drawing room, in Grayson's large jumper, flipping through the pages of a book.

Breaking through the deafening silence, is the melodic tune of you and Grayson's song-perfect by Ed Sheeran.

As it reaches your ears, a smile splits onto your face. You don't even have to think twice about who's responsible for this.

Seconds after the song starts, your boyfriend's head pops into view, his pearly teeth gleaming through his adorable grin.

He walks toward you, until he's standing right before you. You smile up at him, as he looks deeply into your eyes, making a blush creep up on your cheeks.

Leaning down, Grayson takes the the books out of your hands and places it beside you, before straightening up, and moving away from you.

The song now echos through the nearly empty house, as Grayson watches you with loving eyes, and you return the look.

"Come here, baby," Grayson calls out to you, giving you his hand. "Come dance with me."

Your cheeks flush, and you play with the end of the over-sized jumper. Your gaze is fixed to the ground, as you squeak out, "I-I don't know how to dance, Gray."

You feel slightly embarrassed, as Grayson holds you under his gaze. You feel him edge closer to you, until his feet appear in front of yours.

His hand lifts up to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger. Grayson tilts your head up to face him, and your eyes flick around the room before finally meeting his own.

"Don't be ridiculous, baby," Grayson says, softly. "Of course you can."

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark.
With you between my arms.
Barefoot on the grass.
Listening to our favourite song.

He drops his hands down to rest on your waist, and yours instinctively find their way around his neck. Your eyes are locked with his chocolate brown ones.

"Just let loose, baby," Grayson whispers to you, resting his forehead against yours. And you do. Your hips begin to sway with the slow song, as Grayson moves his feet with yours.

When you said you looked a mess,
I whispered underneath my breath,
But you heard it.
Darling, you look perfect tonight.

Your fingers play with the tufts of his brown hair, as you move in slow circles. Grayson starts to lean in, his eyes drifting down to your lips. Just as his soft lips are about to meet yours, you accidentally step on his foot, making you stumble into him.

Your (H/C) hair falls on your face, covering the embarassed look you hold. "Sorry, Gray, " you whisper, your cheeks buring red. "Hey, hey. Look at me," Grayson says, his eyes searching for yours.

You lift your head up to meet his eyes once again. Grayson's hand comes up to your cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb. "You don't need to apologize for anything," he says. "Let's try that again."

You begin moving with him again, this time succeeding in not stepping on his foot. You giggle at your success, making Grayson chuckle.

Darling, just hold my hand.
Be my girl, I'll be your man.
I see my future in your eyes.

"See, you got it," Grayson says, smiling down at you, his eyes filled with raw love. You shift your eyes down for a few seconds, batting your lashes.

"You're so perfect, (Y/N)," Gray praises, making you look back up at him. "I'm so lucky to have you."

"Gray, I'm the lucky one, here," you state. He shakes his head, grinning wide. His hand finds its way to your hair, tucking a strand behind your ear. "If there is anyone I want to spend my whole life with," Grayson says, his hand now cupping your cheek. "It's you, (Y/N)."

Your eyes go wide at this, your jaw falling limp. "Y-You mean it?" you ask, unable to believe this precious man before you is all yours.

"Of course I mean it," Grayson says, confidently. "I love you so much, babe. You mean everything to me."

You listen to him in awe, knowing very well you might start to tear up. "This song-it's our song for a reason. It reminds me of what I feel for you," Gray continues. "I want you marry you, (Y/N) (L/N)."

As soon as those words leave his sweet lips, all you can do is stare, speechless. "I-If you'll have me, that is," Grayson chuckles, awkwardly.

This man is going to be the death of me, you think.

"Grayson, I... I don't even know what to say," you stammer.

Grayson pulls you closer to him. "Just say 'yes' when the time comes."

You press your lips against his, before you have the chance to tear up. He kisses you back, passionately, releasing all his love into the kiss. His hand holds the side of your head, firmly, his other wrapped around your waist, securely.

Your lips move against his in perfect sync, as your hand plays with his soft hair, the other resting around his neck. Grayson breaks away for a moment, just to breathe out, "I love you, so, so much."

"I love you, Gray. With all my heart," you reply, smiling from ear to ear, before connecting your lips with his again.

I have faith in what I see.
Now I know I have met an Angel in person,
And she looks perfect.

I don't deserve this.
You look perfect tonight.