Grayson Dolan x Reader Imagines

Mistletoe

Christmas season is here! You know what that means...lots and lots of mistletoe ;)

Normal POV:

"Awh, c'mon, Gray," Ethan groans. "This is the only chance you get."

"I know, I know!" Grayson's hands tug at his brown hair. "But I don't want this to ruin our friendship if she doesn't like me."

"Who says she doesn't? Just grow a pair and do it, bro!" Ethan insists his brother.

Grayson lets out a deep sigh into his hands. "OK, OK. I got this."

Ethan claps his hand against Grayson's back, agreeing with him. "Go get her, tiger."

Meanwhile, you are in the drawing room, setting the cookies out on the table with the rest of the treats. Humming a tune to yourself, you don't notice a certain nervous brunet admiring you from a distance.

Grayson stalks up behind you, his footsteps deadly quiet. Standing behind you, he leans in next to your ear. "Hey you."

Grayson's POV:

She gasps, whipping around to face me. Immediately, my eyes scan her outfit, taking in the sight of her in her cute Christmas apron.

"Gray!" The girl exclaims. "You scared me."

I chuckle, trying to hide the anxiousness in my voice. "Sorry, sweet cheeks."

She smiles, making my heart rate jump, before she turns back round and leans over the counter top. I inhale, clearing my throat like that was going to help my nerves.

"(Y/N), I wanted to-" I swallow hard. "-talk to you." (Y/N) turns back to look at me, her pretty eyes meeting mine curiously.

I must have zoned out for a bit, because next thing I know, she's waving her hand in my face, saying, "Gray? Go on, I'm listening."

Once again clearing my throat, I try to collect my thoughts before blurting out, "I-uh...W-Will you-uhm, I mean-um..."

I mentally smack myself over and over again for embarassing myself.

Ethan's POV:

I had to listen to how this goes. It's not exactly eavesdropping, just making sure that my brother doesn't make a fool of himself.

Which, by the looks of it, is not going too great. I watch as Gray stutters like an idiot, completely forgetting how to function.

God, he's pathetic. Why is he my brother?

Well, this is why ol' Eteeweetee has come prepared. I sneak up behind Grayson, mistletoe in hand. I smack Gray's shoulder, making his stuttering come to a halt.

"Hey, there, (Y/N)," I say, rather loudly. "Are those cookies? You always make the best cookies, you know? Oh, lookie here-what's this?"

Both their heads tilt up, their eyes spotting the little mistletoe above them.

Normal POV:

Grayson's cheeks visibly flush, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he gulps. Ethan rolls his eyes. "Well, you know what that means," he says, nodding his head your way, signaling his brother to go for it.

"C-Can I?" Grayson asks. You smile brightly, nodding.

Grayson leans in as you lift yourself up on your tip-toes, your lips meeting in the middle. His hands slide around your waist, pulling you into him. His head tilts slightly, wanting to kiss you deeper.

Ethan pumps his fist back, feeling great for his bros luck, and knowing that he was, infact, right.

Your arms go around his neck, your fingers ruffling his hair as you two share a loving kiss. Grayson slowly pulls away, grinning like an idiot. Seeing it makes a smile split onto your face, as you two stare at each other longingly.

A fake, loud cough breaks your moment and you realize Ethan is still present there. "Well, that's that." He shoves his hands into his pockets. "I'll let you take it from here, bro."

As Ethan exits, Grayson suddenly asks, "Will you be mine, (Y/N)?" A new wave of nervousness floods over him. "I-I mean only if you want to. I-I know w-we're friends and I don't want to ruin that but-"

Your lips find his again, making his rambling come to a halt. Pulling away, you say, "Yes, Grayson. Yes, I will." Grayson lifts you up, capturing your lips with his and twirling you round.

You giggle into his mouth as he places you back on your feet. "Can I have some cookies now?" Gray asks, making you laugh.

"Yes, of course," you say, turning to grab the plate of cookies to give to your new boyfriend. Grayson takes them, gratefully munching away on around three cookies, before Ethan walks back into view and wrestles him for the rest of the chocolatey sweets.