when the sun leaves ;; gd

when the sun leaves

summary: grayson and y/n both try to ignore their feelings for each other, but soon enough it becomes too much

warnings: a little angsty, very frustrating, smut, etc.

word count: 13k +

a/n: finally!!!! i've written something for you all i hope you enjoy. it was really sloppy when i first started, but i've polished this sucker up as best as i could and i really hope you all enjoy.

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she comes over when the sun leaves, that's just how her schedule worked out. working a 9 to 5 left her with little room for extra after work activities that her coworkers always seemed to have time for. she was way too busy to go grab a drink or dinner after they clocked out. she always had something right after work, whether it be barre class, picking something up dry cleaning, going to the bank before it closes, there was always something.

thank god for grayson dolan though. she swears, she wouldn't have a social life if it weren't for him.

see, when y/n's finally done with her after work errands, the clock hits right around 8:30 pm. and no one wants to hang out together at that time, but gray is always down to hang out with her. no matter what time it was, she could ask to come over at 5 in the morning and he'd unlock the door for her. they're both spontaneous souls, always down for a midnight drive or late night adventure. so when grayson hops out of the shower seeing a text from y/n saying she's on her way over, he's not surprised.

he smiles, picking up his cell and typing back a quick response about how he's excited to see her before setting it back down. loosening the towel wrapped around his waist, he picks out some comfy clothes to throw on. his hair is still damp as he dries it with the towel and walks back into his bathroom. tossing the towel into the laundry basket, he glances at himself in the mirror. he didn't look bad, but he just wanted to make sure he looked good. for y/n, of course.

"you look fine bro," ethan speaks up, walking into his twins room and leaning against the door frame of the bathroom, "finally gonna make a move on y/n tonight?"

"probably not." grayson mumbles, examining his face some more in the mirror before turning away and flicking the light off.

grayson liked y/n, a lot. many times he'd promise himself to ask her out or hold her hand or even try to steal quick a kiss, but every single time, he would back out. he didn't know what was exactly stopping him, perhaps he was nervous or scared of rejection or that she wouldn't want to come over in the evenings anymore. ethan always tried to convince gray that y/n liked him back, that he could tell by the way she looked at him and talked to him. but there was always a voice in the back of gray's mind whispering 'what if' causing him to hold himself back.

ethan rolls his eyes, watching grayson walk past him and into the hallway. he follows close behind, "don't pussy out this time, please. the tension between you two makes the house stink."

"what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" grayson can't help but chuckle, running his hand through his damp hair as he glances back at ethan and walks into the kitchen.

"just," ethan tilts his head to the side with a shrug, "it's so obvious you like each other, it's almost painful."

it's grayson's turn to roll his eyes as he looks in the pantry to grab the half empty rosé. swallowing thickly, he picks it up by the neck and sets it on the counter, glancing up at ethan awkwardly. ethan just smirks with a slight frown and crosses his arms, shaking his head at his brother.

"what?" grayson frowns, setting his palm on the countertop and leaning against it.

"you're gonna get her drunk so you can kiss her?" ethan laughs, pointing at the bottle of alcohol.