Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Swimming Pool

This is similar to my other story in my Draco Malfoy Imagines book.

I request you to give that a read, if you want!
Thank youuu. (UwU)

Normal POV:

Your fiancé, Grayson Dolan, has brought you to a resort, as a way of celebrating your engagement. Grayson made sure to bring you to a place with lots of activities and wonderous things to do.

One of which, just happened to be a luxurious swimming pool

"Last one in is a rotten egg!" you yell, sprinting toward the pool of shimmering water. You laugh to yourself as you gracefully dive in, the water embracing your body.

You swim to the top of the pool, watching your fiancé, Grayson, make his way to you. Grayson cannonballs in, making the water splash everywhere. You giggle, seeing his head pop out a moment later.

You swim toward him, stopping right in front of him. You stare in awe at the beads of water running down his chiseled face and torso. Grayson chuckles when your eyes wander for a little too long, making your cheeks flush crimson.

He swims closer to you, bringing your bodies close. You stare up at his gorgerous eyes, the droplets of water from the tips of his wet hair dripping down to his cute nose.

Grayson leans in slowly, inching his lips closer to yours until you can feel his minty breath on your lips. But right before he can connect your lips, your hand splashes the water onto him, catching him off guard.

Grayson regains himself, blinking the water out of his eyes, before grinning at you, his pearly white teeth shimmering. You send a teasing wink his way, before swimming the other direction.

You swim around a bit, before drifting toward the edge of the pool. You haul yourself onto it, sitting up with your legs still partly in the water.

You reach up to tie your hair up so it won't get any more difficult to dry, not paying attention to where your fiancé is. Once your (H/C) hair is tied up in a messy ponytail, your eyes search around for the brunet.

But you can't see him anywhere. "Gray?" you call out, looking further around. Too busy looking ahead and around the pool, you don't notice a certain sneaky brunet slip right under your gaze.

Grayson emerges from the chlorined water, startling you. Your mouth parted, about to scream, when Grayson silenced you with his soft lips. Grayson's hands rested on either side of you, his head tilting slightly, deepening the kiss.

His lips moulded perfectly with yours, as your hands snaked up to cup his jaw, pulling him closer to you, if that was even possible. He kissed you passionately, longingly, full of desire and undoubtable love.

You finally broke away from the lack of oxygen, resting your forehead against his. Your hands still held his cheeks, as your eyes wandered down his perfectly chiseled body. Droplets of water dripped down his torso, making him look painfully extraordinary.

His hands run down down waist, slowly pulling you back inside the water with him. You mess around with the boy, splashing water at him, as he swims after you.

Before you know it, Grayson catches up to you with ease, taking you by surprise when he suddenly lifts you up on his broad shoulders. You squeal in delight, as Grayson holds onto your thighs while you're situated on him.

His face splits into a wide ass grin, as you mimick the same, staring into his eyes, deeply. "Grayson, let me down, you big goof," you say, giggling playfully.

"Not until you promise me a cuddle session aftet this," Grayson declares, sounding like a little child.

Your heart melts at how riddiculously adorable your boyfriend is.

You pretend to think on the idea for a few seconds, tapping on your chin. Sighing like you just 'had to' give in, you agree. "Oh, OK. I promise."

As soon as those words leave your lips, Grayson ducks, fully submerging into the pool. You shriek from the sudden movement, but then feel a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist from behind.

"Gray! Don't do that," you whine, pouting slightly.

"Sorry," Grayson says. "I'll make it up to you during our cuddle session."

"I'll take it," you say, grinning. Grayson then helped you out of the pool, and you two changed out of your wet clothes, into some comfy ones.

Grayson gives you his ginormous hoodie, which you greatfully take and throw on. Soon, you find yourself in bed, all cozied up with your loving boyfriend. Gray's arms are wrapped around your torso, securely, as you snuggled into his chest.

This is the life. It really couldn't get any better.