v e i n s

I’m sorry it took so long :( and thank you so much for the request!

Omg 🥺 like, obviously there isn’t enough room for her to tag along in the van so she has to stay back at the house.

For the few years the two had been together, Grayson always found comfort in Y/n’s scent. It was one of those things that he had come to love and he knew he was going to struggle to cope without it.

So that morning, before they leave, gray is rummaging through all of her hoodies and picks out a couple that are his favourite and sprays the shit out of them with the fragrance she always wears.

Y/n just chuckles as she watches him from her spot on their bed. ”Gray, that’s my favourite hoodie, you can’t take that.”

Grayson furrows his brows at her words. ”yeah, I can! We’re being separated for a whole ass week, y/n. I need something with your scent on so I can get a good nights sleep.”

”Then take my pillow?” y/n slides the pillow out from behind her back and throws it in Grays direction. ”I sleep with yours all the time when you’re not here.”

”wait-” the broad boy raises a brow as he catches y/n’s pillow. ”really?”

”yes, now give me my hoodie!” she demands, holding her arms out.

Gray simply shakes his head. ”no, I’m taking it with me! You have my whole wardrobe so it’s only fair that I get these two hoodies.” he says, shoving them both in his suitcase. He sneakily slips her perfume in there too.

Y/n rolls her eyes, laughing. ”I saw that, Gray.”

Grayson shrugs. ”I’ll buy you another, I promise.”

*

Not even 3 hours later, Gray was sat in one of the back seats of the van with his girlfriends favourite Champion hoodie on. It’s a tight fit, especially around his biceps, but it’s on.

Ethan sniggers to himself. ”Bro, are you wearing y/n’s sweatshirt?”

He ignored his twin brothers question by unlocking his phone and begins to swipe left and right on the screen, making it seem like he was occupied. He knew fully well that he was about to be made fun of.

”Grayson!” Ethan exclaimed, smacking Gray’s phone out of his hand. It hits the floor with a thud.

”what the fuck, E!” he yells, quickly swooping his phone up from the floor.

”why are you wearing y/n’s sweatshirt?” ethan repeats himself, a tiny bit less irritating this time.

Because it’s smothered in y/n’s scent, which calms me, and it’s also the closest I’ll get to hugging her, all week.

And I fucking miss her.

Grayson decides to keep this thought to himself. ”does it fucking matter?”

”Grayson, I suggest you drop the attitude before I-”

”Before what? You won’t do shit, E, and you know it.” he scowls, crossing his arms over his chest as he sinks back into his seat.

Ethan chuckles with a shake of his head. ”dude, I’m just kidding. Why’re you being so grouchy?”

Kyle knew what was up.

”he misses y/n.”

*

“Gray! Wake up you sleepy fuck!” Ethan yells, hitting the sleepy boy in the face with a pillow. Ever so slightly, Gray opens his eyes to see Ethan towering over him with a dumb grin spread across his face. Behind his irritating twin stood kyle - who was most likely recording - also with a stupid grin on his face.

Grayson grumbles a “stop” as he pulls his covers up over his head to protect himself. 

Waking up without y/n beside him was enough to put him in a bad mood, let alone having Ethan wake him up in an extremely annoying manner.

“If you get the fuck up, I’ll stop.” Ethan replies, simply, as he raises the pillow above is head again to slam it back down onto his brother.

“Dude, stop!” Grayson groans, smacking the pillow away from him. “hit me again and I’ll beat the living shit outta you.”

Having enough of Ethan’s shit, Gray sits up, but not without shooting the two boys next to him a death glare.

”Jesus, Gray! Did you seriously sleep in it too?!” Ethan exclaims as he leans over and tugs on the sleeve of the hoodie he was wearing.

Grayson shrugs. “It was freezing last night. Thought my nipples were gonna fall off.”

“Ew! It even smells like her!” Ethan laughs in disbelief as he continues to sniff grayson’s clothing. “Why the fuck do you smell like y/n?”

Once again, Grayson groans. “come on, dude. Stop.”

“Kyle, bro, smell Gray’s sweatshirt.” Ethan demands, stepping to the side for Kyle to stand where he just was.

“what the fu-” Grayson frown before getting cut off.

Kyle steps closer before taking the fabric into his hand and lowers the camera to his side. “Oh my god, you’re right!” Kyle laughs,  “why is it so strong? you steal her perfume or something?” he jokes, standing back up into his original position. 

Shit. Does he know? There’s no way he knows. He was sleep when I used it last night.

Just play it cool, Gray.

He scoffs. “Obviously not! That’s so dumb. Why would anyone do that?”

“oh, so you didn’t get up in the middle of the night to spray yourself with her perfume?”

…shit.

*

Later that day, Grayson curls up into the covers, in the back of the van, and Facetime’s y/n. 

“Hey babe-” Y/n smiles before noticing a pout on her boyfriends face. “whats wrong?”