dolan twins imagines

different beds

ethan:

it was three in the morning and you had been waiting for ethan to come home for about five hours. you were getting worried because he wasn't answering your texts or phone calls. soon enough, the front door unlocked and a drunk ethan came stumbling into the apartment. "ethan?" you asked, you hadn't seen him this drunk before.

"y/n!" he yelled as he turned around and stumbled over to you. "how's my favorite girl in the world?" he slurred and you looked at him in disgust. 

"she's pissed," you said moving him off of you as he stood their confused. "ethan you said you would be home five hours ago, it's three in the morning. i have to get ready for work in two, and i got zero sleep," you ranted to your drunk boyfriend. 

his eyebrows were raised as he listened to each of your words, "let's get some sleep then!" he said happily and you shook your head. 

"you're sleeping in the guest bedroom," you said walking away from him, pissed. he followed you closely behind you not wanting to sleep in the guest bedroom. "ethan i swear if you follow me into that bedroom, i will sleep in the guest room," you threatened and he sighed. 

an okay mumbled past his lips as he turned around slowly and began walking to the guest room. you walked into your bedroom and felt guilty for snapping at him but you shook it off and laid down, needing to get those two hours of sleep.

grayson: 

"grayson it was a prank!" you said as you followed him into the living room. you and ethan decided to pull a prank on grayson and say that you were pregnant with ethan's child as a way to also announce that you were pregnant but with grayson's child obviously. grayson didn't take the joke too lightly seeing that he had a rough day and now he was just emotionally confused. 

"i don't give a shit if it's a prank y/n! you don't joke about something like that," he said getting even more mad that you were following him. 

"grayson, ethan and i thought it'd be funny," you said trying to explain but grayson just rolled his eyes as he continued to get away from you. 

he noticed you were still following him and he snapped, turning around, "would you stop fucking following me? okay great you're pregnant, i need some time to think so please leave me alone!" he yelled and you were taken back by his tone. his features softened as he noticed you were a little more worried than before, he didn't say anything as he began to walk to the backyard of the house. 

you took it upon yourself to move yourself into the guest bedroom, you grabbed some clothes from your shared bedroom and put them in the guest bedroom. grayson walked over to you when you were grabbing all your bathroom stuff, "i'm moving into the guest room," you said as you filled your arms up with products. "i would be going to my dad's but he's not in town for a while," you said quietly. 

"you're not sleeping in the guest room," he said and you furrowed your eyebrows. "you're pregnant, you should sleep on our bed. i'll sleep in here, i need a little more time to calm down," he said and you nodded. 

"i love you," you said nervously. 

"i love you."