𝕃𝕆𝕊𝔼ℝ • conan gray

𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖 • 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕖

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Ah, summer. My favorite part of the year- that is if you take out the part where mosquitoes constantly attack me and the excessive perspiration in the warm afternoons.

One way to prevent that would be to make myself a cold treat, and right now I felt like having a nice glass of mango-banana smoothie.

I went to the kitchen in my spaghetti straps and sweatpants which were cropped to become shorts. Even in that outfit I was already beginning to sweat.

I grabbed myself an adequate amount of each ingredient for the recipe and placed them on the countertop, after which I grab my blender and start putting in everything.

As I work my way into the smoothie, I start to get bored of waiting for all the ingredients to blend together, so I grab my phone and open Spotify to play some music.

I pressed shuffle and the first song that played was one of Conan's songs, The King. I bopped my head to the beat of the familiar song.

In the middle of the song, I hear footsteps entering the kitchen. "Wow that's a nice song. Who's the artist?" I hear him joke from behind.

I decided to play along. "I don't know, some guy named Conan Gray." I answer nonchalantly as I check the progress of my smoothie.

After becoming satisfied with the consistency of my beverage, I grab a glass and pour the drink. I then feel a pair of arms snake around my waist. "Well, I heard the guy's amazing." he whispers in my ear.

I could tell that I was blushing at this point. I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks. I make sure to hide my face from Conan so he wouldn't see.

Even until now, this kind of contact still makes me blush like crazy.

I clear my throat and reply to him, "I don't know, he seems kinda lame, don't you think?" I look up at the ceiling in an attempt to imitate a contemplative expression despite my blushing ass. "Oh really?" he says softly in my ear, his voice deep. "Then why are is your face all red right now?"

"The heat is just unbearable today, hence my glass of smoothie." I argue back, still graciously failing to get rid of my very red cheeks. "Mhmm.. you sure?" he asks almost in a sultry way, his arms still entwined around my waist. I would be lying if I said I wasn't turned on the slightest.

"Oh my god shut up! Just let me drink my smoothie in peace." I push him away exaggeratedly and indulge in my cool beverage. "Hey now, that's no way to treat a king!" he says referencing his song playing in the background.

What a dork.

"You're such a loser." I snort at him. "You think I don't know that? It takes one to know one. Why else did I date you?" I fake up an offended gasp, but was unable to stay in character as the both of us start laughing our tails off. Once we finally calm down, Conan grabs my smoothie and takes a sip as well.

Once the next song played, we immediately recognized the song. It was Adore You by none other than the legend himself, Harry Styles. Conan's eyes lit up at the tune as if a light bulb had illuminated above him. He puts down the cold drink on the counter and slowly starts spinning around the kitchen.

He begins lip syncing to Harry's voice and does his cute little dance moves like he would on stage. He looked absolutely adorable, serenading me with this little performance. Once the song finally ended, he did a small bow and I applauded him as if he was actually performing. "Bravo!" I'd say occasionally.

Conan then walks up to me, looking cool and all. "'Ello love. It is I, Harry Styles." he says in his poorly attempted British accent. My nose then scrunches up at the sight. "Ew, you're not Harry, the love of my life! You're just some dude named Conner Grey or something." I raised my hand to the front of his face.

The boy in front of me scoffs and he places his hand on his chest. "I'm gonna be real with you chief, that shit extremely hurted!" I laugh at his intentional wrong use of grammar. We finally break from character and burst in guffaws for the second time today. I placed my arms on his shoulders and I look up at him.

"Real talk though, I don't need Harry- well that's what I tell myself every night so I don't cry myself to sleep—" I joke again which made Conan chuckle.

"Okay, for real this time. I don't need anyone else because I have you, babe," I gingerly tap the tip of his nose with my finger. "A loser, and a very adorable one might I add. You're my loser."

"I love you, Prairie Taylor." Conan says as he hugs me around the waist. "And I love you, Conan Gray." I reply with the same level of affection. And with that, we kissed each other tenderly on the lips, not caring if the weather was too hot to have this much body contact.

We both pulled back and I immediately realize something. "Oh my god, my smoothie! It's probably all melted down by now."

"We had a pretty good make out session, so worth it if you ask me, babe!" he smirks at me to which I gave him an eye roll, and I finish off the rest of my watered down strawberry smoothie.

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Okay, YALL
We've finally reached the end of this story, and I don't know what else to say other than thank you.

Seriously, 8k reads?? That's already a lot for me. I never even thought people would like this because I literally made this out of boredom during quarantine.

All of you are such amazing people and are very supportive and I honestly love you guys so much ;-;

While reading the comments, some of you have been requesting for me to write a sequel to this story. As much as I'd love to continue Prairie and Conan's journey together, I'm unsure of where I would take the story if I did write one.

I'm sorry if you're disappointed right now, but on the bright side, I HAVE A NEW STORY COMING UP!!

I'm not sure when I'm going to publish it yet, but I've already started writing a few of the chapters, so I hope y'all are looking forward to that!

Anyways, let me know if y'all want a little sneak peek of my new story by commenting!

Once again, thank you so much for reading this book. I love y'all so much!
-iana <3