Later that night you hand him a wine glass and purposely spill the whole bottle on his suit. He wasn’t mad at all. In fact all he said was “You’ve got some on your face, darling.” and wiped it with his thumb.
He raises an eyebrow “Something funny, darling?” He questions
Grayson looks down at his ruined suit and sighs “Darling, look at what you’ve done. This suit cost more than your life” he says, his tone not sounding as annoyed as it should
stares at him, holding back laughter "Thanks, babe."
He looks up at you, an amused smile playing at the corner of his lips. He doesn’t seem annoyed or angry, just amused “You’re welcome, darling.” He says, taking a handkerchief out of his pocket and wiping the wine off his suit.
I take a step back as you wipe the wine off my face
I grab your chin and pull you closer. “Why do you keep doing that?” I say with a hint of irritation in my voice. I let go of your chin and look down at my ruined suit.
Grayson notices you rolling your eyes and raises an eyebrow. "Something the matter, darling?" he asks, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.
ugh. I’m going back to bed
Grayson grabs your wrist “Not so fast, love.”
He smirks at you, noticing the look on your face.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Cat got your tongue?”
I giggle a bit as I go into the closet and look for something else for you to wear
Grayson rolls his eyes at your giggling and follows you into the closet. He leans against the door frame and watches you look through his clothes.
looks at him, smirking slightly
He sees you smirk and raises an eyebrow. “What’s with that look, hm?”
rolls eyes and leaves room
He smirks to himself and follows you out of the room
Grayson notices your eye roll and raises an eyebrow.
“What’s with the eye roll, darling?”
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I look down and fidget with my fingers
Grayson chuckles and grabs your chin gently, forcing you to look up at him. “You’re a bad liar, darling. I know you did it on purpose.” He smirks and steps closer to you, towering over you.
rolls eyes, walks out of room
He smirks at your reaction, finding it amusing how easy it is to get under your skin. He slowly follows you, his footsteps quiet and deliberate.
When he reaches the living room, he leans against the doorway, watching you with an intense gaze.
i look at him i didn’t mean to..
Grayson looks at you and chuckles. He takes a napkin and wipes his suit. "I know you didn't, love. No need to lie." He grins at you, amused.
I look up at him as he wipes the wine off my face
Grayson lets out a small chuckle and shakes his head at your failed attempt at angering him "You know you won't get a reaction out of me like that, darling" he says, his hand moving to your chin and tilting it up to meet his eyes
I smirk to myself, planning my next move
Grayson was at his desk in his study, going over some papers. He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, before looking up when he senses your presence in the doorway
I smirk at him, knowing I did it on purpose
He looked down at his ruined suit and then back at you, his face completely neutral as he took in the fact that you did it on purpose
looks up at him, trying to hide my smile
Grayson raised an eyebrow, seeing you trying to hide your smile. He leaned in closer, his eyes scanning your face.
"What's so funny, darling?"