my clean imagines for hayes grier!
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I stared at him from across the dinner table, his gorgeous ocean eyes glancing from his plate of food to Nash who he was engaging in a conversation with. Everything seemed to be in slow-motion as I watched him dangle his fork from his forefinger and thumb as he spoke, then continued to eat his dinner. His eyes met mine as his conversation finished, a small smile appearing on his lips as he looked down at his plate, his cheeks turning into a pink shade. I have known this boy for nearly four years and he is my best friend, yet, he can still do this to me. How can someone be so perfect looking? I didn't know how in love you could be until I met and got to know Hayes- there are now words to describe how much I love him.
I shook myself out of 'staring at Hayes' mode, my cheeks flaring up in embarrassment.
After we finished eating, I placed my dish and glass in the dishwasher, my attention then on the clinking sound of dishes being placed on a hard surface. I looked up to see Hayes stood there smirking, having placed his plate and glass on the side, looking at me as I loaded up the dishwasher. "Hey." He spoke, his angelic voice creating every word perfectly, one of the many things that made me attracted to him. "Hi." I replied shortly with a small smile, standing up to be met by his gaze holding mine. "So," he began. "Why did I catch you staring at me during dinner?" He questioned, putting his stuff into the dishwasher. "You had some food around your mouth." I lied, but made it obvious I was doing so. He had always been able to readme like an open book anyway, so lying made things funnier.
