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☆ request: Can you do a David imagine where the reader makes him jealous by jokingly flirting with other people like Kian Lawley or Grayson Dolan, and he gets really jealous to the point where he’s like pissed out and stuff, until he snaps and finally confesses his feelings to her, but not with like a “ily ” “omg ily too” ending but a “i think ur hot and i want you to myself” kinda thing?❤
☆ author’s note: oooooooo the ending of this one boys, get ready
Get togethers was something you did with your friends often, all of you hanging out and having a good time. Enjoying the feeling of just being surrounded by people you love and by people who love you. There was something about being surrounded by them that made you feel happy and comfortable, and took away all of your worries.
The world around you seemed to blur together as you looked at the people around you, listening to the music blasting through the speakers and the sounds of laughter mixing together. You took a deep breath and smiled, the cup in your hand reminding you of the drink you had been sipping on all night.
Grayson stood talking with Emma and David, Zane was somewhere being crazy with Matt and Heath, Jason was following them around like a lost puppy, trying his hardest to find footage for his vlog, and Ethan was sat in the corner talking with Tana and some other people you weren’t able to recognize at the moment.
The couch moved beside you and you looked over to the side to see who had sat down beside you, recognizing the twin quickly from the birthmark on his chin. Grayson smiled at you before leaning in and whispering in your ear.
“You having fun tonight?” The question echoed in your mind and you thought about his words, taking one last look around before nodding in answer. Your eyes tracked the room and you quickly made eye contact with the boy you had come with, David staring at you with his eyes narrowed.
The look on his face confused you at first, but you slowly realized he wasn’t staring at you, but at the boy who had sat beside you. It wasn’t a secret within your friend group that you and David liked each other, everybody holding it against you when they found you dancing together in the club, or cuddling during a movie night, or when you helped him edit late at night, staying over and sleeping beside him in bed.
“I think we’ve got an audience.” You whispered, directing Grayson’s attention to the boy who was still staring. He looked quickly, trying his hardest to not make it noticeable that he was looking. David quickly looked away as you leaned into the other, trying to distract himself from the scene at hand.
“I’m sure he’s enjoying the show.” Grayson laughed loudly, letting his arm fall around your shoulders and hugging you tightly. You didn’t bother moving, enjoying the feeling of being close to him. Grayson had been your friend for almost as long as he had been living in L.A.
David and you had met at Vidcon, where you had gone with the twins as their surprise guest, allowing yourself to become friends with his group. After becoming friends and letting the feelings develop between the two of you, you ended up hanging around David more, leaving the twins behind, but knowing that they were still there for you.
Being close in this moment reminded you of the friendship you had and you couldn’t help but miss it a little bit.
“We’re gonna have to hang out soon.” Grayson spoke up, breaking your train of thought. You smiled and nodded before speaking in reply.
“David’s got me busy trying to help him edit but I’m sure I could make time if it’s for you and your brother.” You informed. As the words left your mouth you saw the look of confusion take over the boys features.
“Why do you help him so much, it’s not like you work for him.” The words hit you hard in the chest but you knew the point was valid. You didn’t work for David, but you worked and helped him almost as if you did. And it wasn’t because you felt obligated to, it was because you enjoyed it.
“I like it. I like being able to help out when I can, especially for David.” Grayson smiled as the words left your mouth and you knew he had figured out the obvious. It wasn’t like you were trying your hardest to hide it, because you were hoping that the boy would realize it just as you already had.
Grayson rolled his eyes before leaning in, about to whisper something in your ear when you felt a hand latch onto your wrist and pull you up. The action startled you until you had realized the grip on your wrist belonged to the boy who you and Grayson had been talking about for the last ten minutes.
David looked down at the twin, a frown across his face as he pulled you into his side. His hand kept a tight hold of you not letting you pull away, wanting to keep you close to him.
“I wasn’t having a conversation or anything.” You spoke quietly, knowing that David wouldn’t listen to you regardless.
“You can have one as long as it’s not with him.” The words came out quiet, almost as if he hadn’t meant for you to hear them. With that, he pulled you behind him and headed in the direction of the hallway. He continued to drag you forward and you turned your head to mouth an apology to Grayson who was now laughing harder than you had seen before.
Your attention snapped back to what was going on when you were thrown into the bathroom, the door closed behind you and David standing in the way of your exit.
“What the hell David? Is there a reason your locking me away from my friends?” You didn’t mean to sound so angry but you couldn’t help it. You didn’t get to spend time with the twins already because of David, and the last thing you needed was him blocking all of your interactions.
“Do you know how good you look tonight?”
“I’m sorry. What?” You were confused as the words left David’s mouth, the question bouncing around in your head and echoing loudly. It hadn’t been what you had expected when you had first been dragged behind him. It was a confusing question and it made you think it over and over again.
“Don’t play dumb with me Y/N. You’re literally wearing the shortest pair of shorts I have ever seen and you’re flaunting yourself off.” You scoffed in disbelief at his words and looked away.
“You don’t say anything when Trisha and Kristen dress like this, hell not even when Liza or Corinna wear shorts. So why is it different with me huh?”
“Because I don’t want anybody else looking at you like that. I should be the only one who’s allowed to see you like this.” His words shocked you, but you quickly caught on and realized what was going on. David was jealous of the fact that you had been hanging around with Grayson and not him, and the way you were dressed only caused the jealousy to grow.
You took a step closer to David, watching as the boy suddenly backed down and his eyes widened. He seemed shocked and alarmed by your sudden approach, not prepared for the closing of space between the two of you. You only chuckled, continuing to close the distance and reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck.
“You don’t want anybody else to get to me first, because you like me.” You pointed the fact out and watched as David’s face grew red. It took him a moment to compose himself before he spoke in reply to your accusation.
“I want you.” He answered quietly. “I want you so bad, but I don’t want to scare you. Every time we’re together all I can think about is being with you, being next to you, kissing you.”
His hands moved to your hips as the words started to pour out of his mouth, pulling your body against his own and you could feel yourself heating up underneath his touches. A shiver ran down your spine, causing David to smirk, all notions of the innocent boy now gone and replaced by someone else.
“I want to take you home, and show you just how much I want you.” He whispered the words into your ear and with that you couldn’t stand being that close to him anymore. You quickly pulled away, the feeling of his hands lingering on your hips and drawing you forward. You held back as much as you could, trying your hardest not to give in.
“Well, I think, that tonight, when we go home, maybe you could show me.” You smiled as David nodded quickly, leaning forward and pressing your lips against his in a chaste kiss. “I’ll see you later.”
you only get 782 chances with me bitch i don’t tolerate shit
my brother is getting married and i’m so excited to fulfill my destiny as the embarrassing drunk gay sister who flirts with the bride for the entire ceremony
i’m gonna yell “RUN AWAY WITH ME” to her during the vows
there are people out there genuinely worried that I’m gonna steal my brother’s bride away the day of their wedding… i’m laughing. I’ve known her since I was born, we just love annoying the shit out of my brother and this “you picked the wrong sibling” joke has been going on for as long as I can remember. The whole family is in on it. The three of us are super close, she’s always been family. Also we are really bad at romantic weddings (my Mom wore jeans at my Dad’s and hers, signed a bunch of papers and then got blackout drunk), and my brother and his girlfriend probably won’t even have a “real” ceremony, just a celebration between friends and family. I love my brother and he already knows I’m gonna pull some stupid stunt, it’s what we do. His girlfriend is usually the one to initiate these shitty jokes, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the one to stop the “ceremony” to say some shit like “WAIT THIS IS THE WRONG SIBLING”. please don’t take any of this seriously lmao
that said, i’m definitely showing up half naked to her bachelorette party as the “surprise stripper” with a sash that says “the sibling your should be marrying” and a shitty plastic tiara
UPDATE:
1) for people confused about the “I’ve known her since I was born (…) she’s always been family”: She’s the granddaughter of our parents’ neighbors, we all grew up together and my brother and her have been in love since they were babies. He held her hand as she made her first steps, they even have a picture on their wall of the moment before she first tried to get up

2) IT’S OFFICIAL, I’M GONNA BE MY BROTHER’S BEST MAN. AND YOU KNOW WHAT THE BEST MAN DO? A SPEECH. Everything is going according to plan.
I forgot to update this post. Probably because THESE TWO SNAKES GOT MARRIED BEHIND EVERYONE’S BACK, JUST THE TWO OF THEM, AND DIDN’T TELL ANYONE. Aka, there was no ceremony. They just went and signed a piece of paper on their own. Like I said, we aren’t big on Flashy And Romantic Weddings in this family. BUT STILL, I WAS ROBBED OF MY BIG MOMENT.
That said, they still hosted a gigantic party with friends and both families with like 100 people and a good 100 bottles of champagne & 100 more of wine (we’re French, don’t judge us). A lot of food, too. And a lot of food means a lot of napkins. And a lot of napkins means I could spend the entire night writing down my phone number on them and keep obnoxiously slipping them into the bride’s hands, pockets, plate, glass, collar etc while mouthing “call me” and doing the phone hand-motion. Which she obnoxiously answered with a fake-fanning hand motion and a wink every time, btw. My own Mother slipped her a napkin on my behalf at one point, too. My brother ripped every single napkins in half. After roughly 18 times of what was probably the most annoying running gag of all time, my brother finally decided to put me in a headlock.
Anyway, these two are still disgustingly, infuriatingly, madly in love, everyone was piss drunk and we all lived happily ever after,
The End.
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So this is my MCM huh?
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