can you please do obsessively in love Grayson Hawthorne x reader?
a/n: hope u like it!! Ik it took forever and the ending sucks bc i’m just trying to finish at least one req bc i’ve been procrastinating, sorry!
To say Grayson is in love with you would be an understatement. He’s obsessed with you and would do anything to keep that pretty smile on your face. Honestly, who knew Grayson Hawthorne could be this whipped?
The morning light peeked through the gap between the curtains, bathing the room in a warm, orange light. The only sounds in the room being your breathing and the soft rustle of sheets as you stirred against his body.
“Stop moving, love” his voice a low, sleepy murmur against the skin of your neck. Your legs were tangled together beneath the fuzzy blanket, that he bought because you had merely glanced at it while shopping a week ago. His arm was draped lazily over your waist, but would tighten every time you shifted to get more comfortable.
“My arm is numb” you mumble as you finally free your arm from being trapped under you.
“You’ll live.” is all you get from him in response while he pulls you tighter against his chest.
“Gray, i need to get up.”
“To do what?”
“Brush my teeth, shower, get dressed-“ you begin to list, though staying in bed with Grayson isn’t a bad choice.
A sleepy grumble cuts you off, “Later.”
“Not later, now. Pretty please get off me?” You plead, in hopes he will grant you freedom.
“Hm.”
“Hm? That’s it?” You attempt to escape by shuffling downward, out of his arms but fail spectacularly, getting pulled right back into place.
the next 5 minutes are filled with your futile wriggling, when at some point, you decide to accept your fate of bedrotting with him for the next however long amount if time until he releases you.
An acceptable unacceptable start to your day.
