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That you never settle for anyone who would treat you any less than a Dolan would

💌 [4TH OF JULY] DRABBLE 💌

Fic Code: fluff=💌 angst=⚡ platonic=🦋 ambivalent=☘️

Author’s Note: Thought I’d whip up a little something for the 4th of July:) I’m not even from the U.S. but a lot of you are and I thought this would be cute to write. Sorry if you aren’t from there! I’m not either so don’t feel left out;) Hope you guys enjoy it still! 

Written By: @doltishdolans @dolantwinfanfic  ← go follow my other account!!

Word Count: 1.4k+

Summary: You and Grayson go watch the fireworks on the 4th of July. But instead of watching the fireworks, Gray just can’t seem to keep his eyes off you.

MASTERLIST

The sound of children’s laughter could be heard through the open screen door of his house. There was a block party in the neighbourhood, in honour of the 4th of July. Fathers were barbequing, mothers were preparing snacks, and there was music surrounding the streets. Red beer cups filled with soda were scattered on the roads, dogs were scampering on lawns that were being sprayed with water from sprinklers and kids were running up and down the street with sparklers in their hands. 

You sat on the patio, drinking your pink lemonade, book in hand, waiting for your him to get home. 

A small child ran up the steps of your porch, that connected to the patio where you were sitting. She stared at you for a few minutes, clutching the quickly fading sparkler in her hand. She watched as you smiled and flipped the pages of your book while taking a sip of the lemonade.

“W-what-you are reading?” she bubbled, as she made her way over to you. She was just a small thing, about the age of 2, not able to speak with proper grammar yet. 

Being so caught up in your book, you didn’t see her toss the now burnt-out sparkler away and waddle up to you. You only noticed once you felt cold, small and delicate hands place themselves on your crossed legs, running over your pale yellow dress. 

You didn’t notice as your boyfriend made his way over to lean against the beam of the house to watch you talk to the child either. 

You looked down in surprise to find her staring up at you, pupils wide with wonder. Her cheeks were flushed and the smile she wore on her face made you smile back instantly. “What, this?” you asked gently, placing the book down and trading your hands to lift her up instead. “It’s a book. About love,” you whispered, placing her in your lap.

“What is love?” 

“Love is happiness.”

She lifted her fingers to grab at your hair, gently tugging at it to make your sun hat fall.

You laughed and put her down, as she scrambled to pick it up for you.

“Are you having fun?” you asked her, and she nodded excitedly. 

“Yes!” she burst. “Mommy and daddy are over there,” she pointed to a young couple playing soccer with a young boy, about the age of 7. You chuckled. “Well, go on then, go see mommy and daddy.” You watched as she jumped down the porch steps and ran through the grass, shouting for her mother, with such innocence capturing her.

And your boyfriend watched you, as you picked the book back up and continued to wait for him to arrive home.

This time, you heard footsteps on the wooden raft, making you look up. He made his way over to you and your face broke into a huge smile as you collided softly into his open arms for you. 

You grabbed his face, and he caught your lips in a slow, soft, passionate kiss. You leaned into him, making your sun hat fall again. He smiled against your lips, and bit your lower lip softly, making your heart flutter.

“Hi Gray,” you mumbled against his lips, your hands grazing his chin and feeling the light scruff that tickled your skin. 

“Hello beautiful,” he spoke softly, peppering you with sweet, gentle kisses. Your scent lingered in the air and immediately Grayson melted into your arms. He picked you up and twirled you around, hearing the melodic laughter that was music to his ears.

The sun had gone down and you noticed everyone making their way to the hill at the top of the street, getting ready to watch the fireworks. You felt his soft hands tug at yours turning your direction away from the hill. Without saying a word, he guided you down to the lake. He wanted to be alone with you on this beautiful night. No interruptions, just you and him. The moon had appeared, lighting up the waters; the reflection showing all the ripples. You slipped your feet out of your shoes to wade into the still, warm water. 

Suddenly you felt water hitting you, splattering your dress. Gawking at a laughing Grayson, you gasped. “Oh you are so getting it,” you warned. He splashed you again, harder this time. And in that moment, the two of you could be seen from the hill soaking each other in the water, screaming and laughing.

The child, now sitting on the hill with her family, watched you from afar. Tugging at her mother, she asked, “Is that love?” pointing to you and Grayson.

She remembered what you had said: “Love is happiness.” And you definitely looked happy. Her mother smiled at the sight of the two of you chasing each other in the water and chuckled as she looked down at her daughter. “Yes dear. I suppose it is.”

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You sat on the docks with him, feet dangling down and tangled with each others, both of you still damp (but quickly drying) from the water. The fireworks were to start at any minute. You settled your head against his shoulder and you felt him slowly reach for your hand, intertwining your fingers which sent electricity through your body.

“I love you, know that?” he whispered gently as he cradled your head, kissing your temple. You smiled and nodded. “Mmhmm.” You buried your face in his chest, his warmth emitting your skin. His rhythmic heartbeat drummed in your ear. “I love you more,” you said in a muffled voice against his shirt. 

As if on cue, a spark of gold shot up into the sky, exploding into a million shimmers that lit up the water. More colourful ones began following the first, accompanied by the loud booms and disappearing streaks. You watched in awe, face bright with joy. Everything was perfect. Grayson’s view shifted from the igniting fires in the sky to you beside him. He watched your face light up with every firework that flew up into the sky, the beautiful colours dancing on your face. Smiling, he took his hand and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, letting his fingers run down your cheek.

“You’re gorgeous…” he murmured. “And you’re mine…”

Your heart swelled 4 times bigger after he said that.

“You’d make a great mom…”

“What was that?” You turned your head to look up at him, your skin flushing. He caught your gaze, his bright eyes staring deep into yours with such admiration.

“The little girl on our porch…imagine if we had one of our own,” he fantasized. 

You lifted yourself off his heart. Staring softly at him, you grinned. “You’d make an amazing dad…someday.”

He hummed in response. “Someday,” he said in a low voice, barely above a whisper. “I can’t wait for that someday.”

He was so close. He cupped your face in his hands, his hooded eyes fluttering from your eyes to your lips. His warm breath drifted towards you and you felt yourself leaning in, with the urge to kiss him right then and there. But not breaking the moment, gradually, you continued to lean in, until you felt his full, plump, pink lips ghosting on yours, merely meeting them. He stayed silent, eyes still coming up to stare into yours.

“But until then…I can’t wait..to spend all my days…with you,” he traced against your lips. He felt your mouth curl slightly upwards, as he finally pushed his lips passionately on yours. The only thing on your mind at that moment was him. Everything else was forgotten; even the loud sounds of the fireworks were drowned out by how much love you had for this man. The kiss was deep and loving and it made your heart hammer.

He leaned even closer, if that was even possible, pushing you gently backward making you stumble and giggle against his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck to grasp onto him. His hand caressed your cheek, his finger’s touch warm. 

His kisses trailed down your jaw, to your neck and down to your collarbone. They tickled your skin making you laugh and you felt him smile against your shoulder. Laughing, you pushed him away playfully. “Grayson,” you warned, your skin crawling with crimson. He smirked and said nothing, and leaned back to kiss you again. “Later.” you spoke.

He pouted and brought a finger to your lips. “Okaaay,” he drawled out. “Just let me kiss you again.” Your laughter was silenced by his mouth on yours and you hugged him closer to you once more.

“I love you baby,” you heard him whisper in your ear. “Forever and always.”

“I love you too Gray,” you giggled. “Forever and always. Happy 4th of July.” 

You loved him with all your heart and you wouldn’t have spent your 4th any other way.

AHH I really like how this turned out!! Omgg I hope you guys liked ittt, this made me soft inside:) I’m so glad I was able to write something finally!! I’m definitely going to be posting more fics now, so feel free to send in any requests! Inbox is always open!! 

Love you all, xoxo

So I have 2 ideas right now, which one would you like to see first:

Ethan coming to you after a street fight, and then fluffy smut trying not to hurt him too much

Or..

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