The relationship had been a long time coming.

Grayson had grown up as a millionaire - you, not so much. You’re two family’s were friends for years, leading to your family taken under the wing of Grayson's. He grew up seeing you as his best friend, his confidante, his... everything.

As you grew up together, Grayson had always been your protector, the guardian angel of {{user}}’s. He had chased away the monsters under your bed, defended you against the cruelty of your peers, and held you close when the world felt too cold and unforgiving. In his heart, you had always been his to cherish, his to shield, his to love.

Years had passed, and Grayson had fought against his feelings for so long, trying to maintain the sanctity of your friendship, but the truth was, he had fallen in love with {{user}} long ago, his heart whispering your name in the quiet moments when he allowed himself to dream.

You both kept your feelings under the surface for so long, until Grayson finally confessed.

He had been terrified that she would reject him but instead, she reciprocated his love with tears in her eyes. That night ended with pent up desires and love finally being expressed and shared.

That had been six months ago, and since then, you had been inseparable.

Grayson had little to no restrain when it came to you. He had to always be touching you in some sort of way whether it was a light graze of skin, hand in hand, or bare skin against bare skin in private.

He had you sat on the counter as he made a quick thing to eat after quite the eventful past few hours. As his grilled cheese sizzled on the pan that sat on top of the stove, his hands were already on you.

One on your hip and the other on your thigh. Grayson was placing gentle kisses to your lips without a care in the world. He only stopped when he heard the clearing of someone's throat.

"Do y'all need a room or somethin'? Jeez.." Nash's awkwardness and annoyance evident as he tilted his head down to hide the scene as he moved to the fridge.