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Thyroid Disease – Hypothyroidism

What Is the Thyroid Gland?

The thyroid gland is an endocrine or hormone-secreting gland located in the neck. It is vital for production, storage, and secretion of two thyroid hormone – thyroxine (T4) and triiodothyronine (T3). Thyroid hormones regulate the use of energy in the body.

Hypothyroidism means too little hormone in the blood. Hyperthyroidism means too much thyroid hormone in the blood.

The regular thyroid gland ( shaped like a butterfly) has two lobes connected by an isthmus and occasionally, a small pyramidal lobe rising upward from the isthmus. The thyroid gland is located in the lower part of the neck, in front of the windpipe (trachea). The thyroid gland moves with swallowing and is often visible, especially when it becomes enlarged. Understandably, the thyroid gland is more easily seen in people with long, thin necks than in people with short, thick necks. Ordinarily, the thyroid gland weighs less than an ounce and has the consistency of muscle. The right lobe of the thyroid gland is often slightly larger than the left lobe. When viewed under the microscope, the thyroid gland is composed of distinct units called follicles. Follicles make and store thyroid hormone. Follicles store thyroid hormones attached to a protein called thyroglobulin (Tg). Malignant tumors arising from follicular cells are called differentiated (papillary or follicular) or undifferentiated (anaplastic) thyroid cancer.

What Is Thyroid Disease?

Thyroid disease is very common. In fact, it affects more than thirty million Americans. Unfortunately, more than thirteen million Americans have a thyroid condition and are unaware of it. Women are much more likely than men are to have thyroid disease. For reasons that are unclear, approximately 80% of all thyroid disease occurs in women. Regardless of the reasons, women in particular should be aware of the signs and symptoms of thyroid disease as well as the impact it can have on their well-being. Overall, thyroid diseases may be viewed as disorders of structure and disorders of function. Since disorders of function and structure frequently overlap it is common for patients to have more than one thyroid problem.

What is Hypothyroidism?

Hypothyroidism is too little thyroid hormone in the blood. We refer to it as an underactive thyroid. This disease affects a minimum of six million Americans and one out of every 4,000 newborns. Women are much more likely to have hypothyroidism than men are. Hypothyroidism may be permanent and require a lifetime of thyroid hormone replacement, or it may be transient (temporary) and require little if any, treatment. Regardless of the cause of hypothyroidism, treatment is safe, simple, and very effective.

Symptoms of Hypothyroidism

There are many signs and symptoms of hypothyroidism. Individual hypothyroid patients may have none, some, or many of these signs and symptoms, depending on the severity of their disease. These signs and symptoms are often present in other conditions as well. Therefore, hypothyroidism cannot be diagnosed by signs and symptoms alone. The diagnosis can only be confirmed after a thorough medical history, physical examination, and the appropriate laboratory tests. The most common complaints voiced by hypothyroid patients are fatigue, excessive sleepiness, memory loss, hair loss, and feeling cold (cold intolerance). Weight gain may occur, but it is minimal. Some patients may notice that they are having more trouble maintaining their usual weight. When hair loss (alopecia) occurs, it may be a very discouraging experience. Hair loss can be caused by many things other than hypothyroidism, such as stress, hyperthyroidism, and in women, too much male hormone. Hair lost from hypothyroidism will grow back within three to six months after successful treatment of hypothyroidism. Hypothyroidism may cause menstrual abnormalities and infertility. But meanwhile, it is not the most common cause of either. A patient with hypothyroidism may have a milky breast discharge (galactorrhea), and the patient’s interest in sex (libido) may decrease. Both depression and hypothyroidism are common, especially in women. Furthermore, hypothyroidism can aggravate symptoms of depression, although it does not ordinarily cause depression. Therefore, it is possible, and not at all unusual, for patients to have both hypothyroidism and depression. If hypothyroid patients are also depressed, it is sometimes difficult to get well without treating both their depression and their hypothyroidism.

Signs and Symptoms of Hypothyroidism

• feeling tired and slow constipation • feeling cold • numbness of hands • husky voice • hoarseness • muscle cramps • drowsiness during the day • slow heart rate • excessive sleepiness

Testing for Hypothyroidism

An elevated TSH and a low free T4 confirm the diagnosis of primary hypothyroidism. These test results, however, do not predict the severity of a patient’s symptoms. In addition to TSH and free T4, antithyroid antibodies (TPOAb and TgAb) are commonly measured to determine if hypothyroid patients have Hashimoto’s thyroiditis. It is important to make the diagnosis of Hashimoto’s thyroiditis since this autoimmune disorder is hereditary, is associated with other autoimmune diseases, and virtually assures that hypothyroidism will be permanent. Not all patients with elevated TSH levels are hypothyroid. Certain unusual conditions can cause elevation of TSH. For example, people with resistance to thyroid hormone, a rare hereditary disease, may have elevated TSH levels along with elevated thyroid hormone levels. Patients with resistance to thyroid hormone have unusual and confusing thyroid function test results. It is important that they are accurately diagnosed to avoid unnecessary treatment. The need for an accurate diagnosis also applies to patients with TSH-producing pituitary tumors who may have similarly misleading TSH test results.

Screening Patients for Hypothyroidism

Screening, an important tool in preventive medicine, is a process for detecting disease among people who do not have symptoms of a disease or who are unaware that they may have a disease. Screening newborns for congenital hypothyroidism has been very successful and widely accepted. Some physicians recommend screening groups of people known to be at increased risk of developing thyroid disease, such as women over thirty-five, men over fifty-five, people with Down’s syndrome, and people with autoimmune diseases, such as Type 1 diabetes.

Causes of Hypothyroidism Hypothyroidism may be permanent and require a lifetime of thyroid hormone replacement, or it may be transient (temporary) and require little if any, treatment. Hashimoto’s thyroiditis, an autoimmune disease affecting 5% of the adult population, is the most common cause of hypothyroidism in the United States.

You can read about my case of hypothyroidism by clicking on this link.

Most Common Causes of Permanent Hypothyroidism

• Hashimoto’s thyroiditis • Radioactive iodine treatment of hyperthyroidism frequently results in permanent hypothyroidism. • Surgical removal of the thyroid gland (thyroidectomy) can also result in permanent hypothyroidism if sufficient thyroid tissue is removed. • Iodine deficiency is the most common cause of hypothyroidism in the world.

Causes of Transient (Temporary) Hypothyroidism

The most common cause use of transient hypothyroidism is thyroiditis. Subacute thyroiditis, postpartum thyroiditis, and painless thyroiditis can cause temporary hypothyroidism. In most cases of transient thyroiditis, treatment with thyroid hormone replacement is not necessary. However, some patients with transient thyroiditis, especially painless thyroiditis, will develop permanent hypothyroidism and require a lifetime of thyroid hormone treatment.

Treatment Options

In many ways, treatment of hypothyroid patients represents the best that medicine has to offer. Since hypothyroidism is the deficiency of thyroid hormone, the procedure is very clear and straightforward—thyroid hormone replacement. Brand-name levothyroxine is the drug of choice. Once the diagnosis of permanent hypothyroidism is confirmed, patients must take levothyroxine every day for the rest of their lives. Regardless of the cause of hypothyroidism, the treatment is safe, simple, and very effective. The onset of hypothyroidism is slow and insidious. Similarly, a full response to treatment occurs gradually and may take six weeks or longer. Therefore, hypothyroid patients should not expect immediate improvement, even if their initial dosage of levothyroxine is correct. Re-examination of patients and repeat thyroid function tests are ordinarily performed six to twelve weeks after initiation of therapy with levothyroxine. If adjustments of the dosage are made, patients will be examined and tested again in another six to twelve weeks. Treatment Options for Subclinical Hypothyroidism Many endocrinologists believe that untreated subclinical hypothyroidism can adversely affect overall health and, therefore, should be treated. Potential reasons to treat patients with subclinical hypothyroidism may include one or more of the following:

• prevention of progression to overt hypothyroidism • reduction of cholesterol levels • reduction in cardiovascular disease risk • improvement in the treatment of depression • treatment of fertility • prevention of intellectual impairment in children born to inadequately treated hypothyroid mothers

The treatment of patients with subclinical hypothyroidism is the same as that of patients with overt hypothyroidism – levothyroxine therapy. Although, patients with subclinical hypothyroidism do not have symptoms of hypothyroidism, they may feel better after treatment with levothyroxine. They may not have noticed their symptoms until the symptoms were gone. Other patients do not notice any improvement in the way they feel. For example, tests done before and after treatment revealed improvement of dry skin, low energy, cold intolerance, memory, anxiety, and signs of depression. As previously discussed, depression and hypothyroidism share many symptoms, and one disease may mask the other. Since abnormal thyroid function may be more common in patients suffering from depression, it is logical to test the thyroid function of depressed patients. Even mild thyroid failure can interfere with the treatment of depression. For example, antidepressants do not work as effectively in patients with subclinical hypothyroidism as compared to euthyroid patients who are depressed. Therefore, levothyroxine therapy is usually recommended for patients who are suffering from depression and have elevated TSH levels.

Notes:

Hypothyroidism: Overview, Causes, and Symptoms

Hypothyroidism (Underactive Thyroid)

Optimal TSH Level Chart

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resilientdolan · 4 years ago

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Thick and Thin (g.d)

- Part 3 -

A/N: aha ha ha, not me, coming back with a dry part

Word-count: 2.3 k+

Summary: Her anxiety ruined the romantic night that they’re supposed to have, but at least everything’s getting better on the next day

Tags: ion have taglist for now. lemme know if you’d like to be added!

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“Bianca, you’ve asked me that question three times,” Grayson lets out a deep sigh, keeping his hand pressed against her cheek as he speaks. There’s definitely something wrong with this girl, but he has no idea about what’s running inside her head.

“Answer me, please...,” she whispers, and once again shuts her eyes closed.

“I’ve told you that I love you, Bumblebee. What’s wrong? Please, tell me,” he begs for his girlfriend to tell him, he’s dying to know. He looks down at her with a hurtful look in his face. No lie, it hurts him to see her being that fragile in front of him.

But instead of answering him, she just sobs. Tears rolling down her cheeks as she shakes her head. Grayson gently grabs her by her wrist, as he calls for her name once again. “Bianca— Bianca, hey, look at me,” he orders.

She finally chooses to give in, opening her eyes to meet his gaze. Grayson shakes his head as he rolls to the side to lay beside her. Lovingly, he scoops the girl into his embrace to calm her down. Bianca continues to sob as she holds onto her boyfriend. “I’m sorry...,” she whispers.

“For what? Hey, Bumblebee, I’m here for you,” Grayson coos as he rests his index finger below her chin, gently lifting her chin up to meet her eyes.

“For... being me. F—for being one p—plain girlfriend for y—you,” she sobs. In response, Grayson lets out a soft sigh to her statement.

It’s like a knife to his chest that she thinks that she’s one plain girlfriend.

“Bianca...”

She shakes her head as she tries to wiggle away from his embrace. Once she’s free, she sits up, and turns aside to hide her face from his boyfriend so that he’s facing her bare back. “Just leave me, Grayson...,” she mumbles.

“What the fuck, Bianca...,” he mutters under his breath as he watches her acting completely strange. “Face me. Now,” he speaks in stern voice.

“Why would you choose me?!,” out of nowhere she yells as she turns to face him, both of her eyes are red from crying.

“Because I love you— What the fuck are you thinking?,” he yells back in return, feeling completely lost with her unusual behavior.

“I—I’m nothing...,” she mumbles as she brings her knees up to her chest, and wraps her arms around her knees.

“What do you mean?,” Grayson lets out a soft groan as he sits up, pulling the girl sitting on the edge of the bed closer to him, but again, Bianca remains quiet.

It’s like Grayson finally knows what’s going on inside her head. He wraps his arms around her torso as he speaks. “Baby, I want you, not Alana,” he sighs.

Bianca gently chews her lower lip as she looks up at her boyfriend. Indeed, it’s the only thing running inside her head. The fact that her mind keeps telling her that she’s the inferior one, compared to Alana, Grayson’s ex crush.

“But Alana—“

“Enough with this bullshit, okay? If I wanted her, I would’ve called you and end everything. But I waited for you to come, Bianca. Why? Because I only want you,” he coos, with his hand rubbing her back soothingly. Bianca gives no reply, but she keeps her arms wrapped around his neck.

“Let me say this once again, I don’t care if she’s Alana Whitman. I’ve met someone better, and her name is Bianca Reine. And she’s all I want, for now, and for the rest of my life,” he continues before he plants a gentle kiss onto her temple.

“I know I fucked up, but for real, Bianca Reine owns my heart. And she’s the only one that matters,” he nods his head. “Don’t you believe me?,” he asks.

There is a silence for few seconds, but Bianca ends up nodding her head. Of course she believes him. It’s just her mind tricking her.

“I—I’m sorry, I think I’m just tired... you know— jetlag,” she mumbles before she lies down. Again, with her back facing her boyfriend. She just can’t look into his eyes, not right now.

“Shh, it’s okay. You need the rest,” he replies as he lies down to join her. He turns to his side and wraps his arm around her protectively. He gently plants a kiss onto her temple, and buries his face in her hair. “Goodnight, Bumblebee. I love you. So much,” Grayson coos as he shuts his eyes closed.

“Goodnight... I love you too,” she whispers in return as she rests her hand on top of his. She lets out deep sigh as the guilt attacks her. She should’ve just kept that thought inside her head instead of telling him so. Seeing hurt in his face really makes her feel like she’s the worst girlfriend ever.

One thing Bianca knows; she hurts him.

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“Chefin’?,” Ethan’s voice echoes as he steps into the kitchen. Bianca nearly dropped the plate that she’s holding.

“God, Ethan!,” she squeaks as she sets the plate down. “Can’t you just say ‘hi, Bianca’ or something like ‘good morning’?,” she complains as she turns her focus back to the pan on the stove to flip the pancake.

“Sorry,” he laughs as he hops onto one of the stools. He points at one plate before he turns his gaze back to the girl standing next to the fridge. “There are 3 plates here, so, I assume this one is mine?,” he asks.

“Yes, yes, I’m making 3. For me, you, and Gray,” she quickly nods her head as she turns the stove off and place the last pancake on the empty plate on the counter.

“Thanks, Bi!,” Ethan replies as he quickly grabs his fork to dig in. And that’s when Grayson enters the kitchen. There he stands, wearing his olive green hoodie, paired with his black jeans and his favorite pair of Air Force 1, also, his backpack. Bianca can’t help herself but smiles as she looks at his college-boyfriend.

“Morning, Bumblebee,” he speaks as he makes his way towards her to press a gentle kiss onto her cheek. He placed his hands on her waist as he kisses her to keep her close.

“Mm, morning, Grape” Bianca replies with a bright smile on her face. She shifts her gaze from the plates of pancakes to her boyfriend quickly before she reaches out to grab a fork and places it onto her boufriend’s plate. “Here’s your breakfast,” she hands him the plate, but Grayson shakes his head quickly.

“I’m gonna be late, babe,” instead, he grabs his cup of coffee that Bianca has prepared before, and takes a small sip of it before he puts it down onto the kitchen counter.

“Wh— I made you pancakes!,” Bianca pouts.

“Bro, they’re bomb. I’d ask her to make me some more if only we don’t have a class to attend in 20 minutes,” Ethan comments as he grabs the tissue to wipe his mouth clean.

“But—“

“Pleaaaase?,” a soft whine comes out of her mouth as she grabs the fork to cut the pancakes into smaller pieces, and brings some up to his mouth with it. “Aaah— c’mon open your mouth,” she gives him another pout as she attempts to balance herself, since she’s standing on the tip of her toes to match his height.

And he gives in.

Grayson lets her to feed him. And no lie, it was one of the best pancakes that he has ever tasted. A small smile comes across Bianca’s lips as she watches her boyfriend enjoying her meal. “Is it good?,” she asks.

“One of the best pancakes I’ve ever had. Thank you, baby,” Grayson nods his head as a small smile comes across his lips. He gently presses a soft kiss onto her forehead one last time. “I’ll be home before 4, I promise,” he mumbles.

“I’ll be waiting,” Bianca nods as she shifts her gaze to Ethan, who’s already making his way out of their little apartment. “Have a nice day you two!,” she exclaims.

“Thanks, Bi!,” Ethan answers. Grayson turns around to face his girl one more time as he reaches the door. “Keep the door locked. Don’t leave the apartment, okay? Stay here, wait until I get home,” he demands.

Bianca raises her eyebrow as a little smirk comes across her lips. “What if I wanna go out? What if I need to go out and grab some—“

“Wait. Until. I. Get. Home. Am I making myself clear? I’ll take you wherever you need to go, but wait for me. I need to make sure that you’re safe. And by safe, means I’m going with you, okay?,” Grayson explains quickly, hoping Bianca would do what he asked her to.

“Alright, Mr. Bodyguard. You’re activating your protective mode, hm?,” she hums.

“That mode’s always active for you. See you! I love you!,” Grayson waves his hand before he closes the door behind him.

“Love you!”

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“Babe? Hey, it’s almost 4,” Bianca can hear Grayson’s deep voice near her.

Is he home?

Bianca brings her hand up to her face to rub her eyes gently as she slowly opens her eyes to find her boyfriend sitting on the edge of their bed. He even still has his backpack on his shoulders.

“Hey... welcome home,” she yawns.

Grayson just smile. If he can rate the level of cuteness of the view in front of him, he’d rate it 100 out of 10. There is nothing cuter than Bianca being sleepy. Well maybe 200 out of 10, since she’s wearing his t-shirt.

“Are you okay?,” he asks.

“I’m okay, just so tired that I decided to nap,” she nods her head.

“Definitely. Did you spend the day cleaning the whole apartment?,” Grayson finally takes his backpack off and sets it down onto the rug. He noticed it right away the moment he walked in. Everything is looking clean and neat. All-washed-plates in the kitchen, no more opened-books scattered on the table in the living room, and their newly-changed bedsheet. Bianca nods her head.

“You know you could’ve just wait until I get home with Ethan, so we can do it to—“

“It’s okay, really,” she shakes her head as she leans in to give him a soft kiss, only to stop him from talking; leaving Grayson with no choice but to return the kiss.

“Alright, so, Ethan and I are going to see one of Alana’s bestfriends, Fabio, who works at a tattoo parlor. Do you want to go with me?,” he asks as soon as he pulls away.

A slight frown comes across Bianca’s face as he mentions the word “tattoo”. “You’re getting a tattoo?,” she asks. Grayson quickly nods his head.

“Actually— Ethan was the one who talked about getting another tattoo first, but, I thought it’s not a bad idea, so I’m thinking about getting a new one as well,” Grayson explains. Few days after he arrived in Los Angeles, Grayson showed Bianca that he got himself a tattoo on the back of his ear. It was a “333” tattoo; his angel number. “But uh— actually, if you don’t mind, I want to get a matching one with you,” he adds.

“Matching tattoos?,” Bianca emphasizes the idea one more time as she shifts her gaze back to her boyfriend.

“Yeah, but, you don’t have to if you don’t feel like—“

“I love the idea! But— is it going to be painful?,” Grayson can sense worry in her tone.

“You’ll be okay, I’ll be with you,” he gives her another smile to convince her that everything’s going to be okay. “So you in?,” he asks once again for the last time.

“Yes!”

“I’ll wait for you outside, Bumblebee. Hurry up,” he gets up from the bed and makes his way out, giving her some time to get herself ready.

Tattoo date? Perfectly splendid way to end the day.

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“Heeeey, it’s the famous Alana Whitman here!,” the guys with short blonde hair greets the whole squad as soon as they arrive at Ink Theory, one of the famous tattoo parlors in town.

“Hey, Fabio!,” Alana waves her hand at the guy who just greeted her.

“What kind of tat that you want for today?,” Fabio asks before he takes a sip of his cola.

“I’m not getting one. But my friend here, Ethan, is going to get one,” Alana explains.

“And also Bianca and I,” Grayson adds. Bianca nods her head as she crosses her arms in front of her chest, with her foot tapping on to the floor to hide her nervousness about getting her first tattoo. She even had to google about the tips & tricks about getting a tattoo for the first time before they left the apartment. She’s that nervous.

“Alright, let’s get things done. Who’s going first?,” Fabio asks. Ethan quickly raises his hand.

As Fabio, Alana, and Ethan discuss about his tattoo placement, Bianca, who’s sitting on a long chair with Grayson in the waiting room, turns to face him. “Have you decided about the tattoo that you’re getting?,” she asked.

Grayson, who was cheking on his phone, immediately turns his gaze from the phone screen to the girl sitting next to him. “I’m planning to get your initials tattoed on me. BMR, stands for Bianca Madora Reine— maybe with a little bee at the end of it. Bumblebee— you know?,” he explains.

“Oh, that’d look good...,” she answers. “Where?,” she asks once again.

“Hmm, probably on chest, right here,” he places his own palm, right in the middle of his chest.

“Chest? But why chest?,” she raises an eyebrow in response.

“Right here because you’re the reason of my heart beating every single day. My heart never stops beating for you, Bumblebee,” he hums.

Bianca can’t help but smile. He’s just too cute sometimes.

“How about you?,” Grayson asks her this time, getting curious about her idea.

“Hmm, it’s gonna be a surprise, so wait and see,” Bianca nudges his rib playfully as she sticks her tongue out, though actually she’s trying to hide the fact that she hasn’t decided what it’s going to be.

But hey, maybe it helps for a bit.

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resilientdolan · 4 years ago

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“said you’d be there for me through everything, said that you’d have my back with anything”

- Thick and Thin (coming soon)

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resilientdolan · 4 years ago

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Thick and Thin (g.d)

Part 4

Word-count: 2.1k ++

Summary: Both Bianca and Grayson finally see that they’re both dreaming about different things for their future together, and the universe decided to worsen things for Grayson this time.

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“And voila!,” Fabio carefully lifts the hot towel off Grayson’s chest; revealing the fresh ink on his chest. A simple initial of his girlfriend’s name, with a little bee beside it.

“Babe?,” Grayson tilts his head aside to find his girlfriend sitting alone on the chair, since Ethan and Alana went out to grab some coffee while waiting for Grayson and Bianca’s turns to get their ink done, and gives her a small smile as he points at his chest. “What do you think about it? Do you like it?,” he asks.

Bianca nods her head quickly before she plants a soft kiss onto his forehead, admiring the new tattoo. “It looks so cool,” she definitely adores it.

“Heh, now it’s your turn,” Grayson grabs his t-shirt as he gets off the tattoo chair. “C’mon, babe,” he motions her to get on the tattoo chair.

A slight frown comes across her face as her boyfriend tells her to get on the chair. It’s like he can read her mind that easy, Grayson emits a light chuckle as she gently tucks her hair to the back of her ear. “Baby, it’ll be okay. I’ll be with you,” he hums softly.

Bianca hesitantly sits on the tattoo chair, but as soon as she plops herself down onto the chair, she holds her hand out to find his, wanting him to stay close to her. Grayson laughs at her action, finding it adorable. So he sits down on another chair, taking her hand in his as he gives her a soft smile.

“So, on your wrist?,” Fabio comes and sits on the other side of the tattoo chair, with the tattoo machine in his hand. Bianca nods her head slowly.

“As your first?,” Grayson shifts his gaze to the girl sitting on the chair, looking surprised. “Babe, it’d be quite painful,” he frowns.

“I’ll be okay, hopefully,” Bianca mumbles, with a small smile on her lips, yet she tightens her grip on his hand.

“But, why you gotta go with the wrist?,” he shifts his gaze from the girl to the tattoo artist. “It’ll be quite painful, right?,” he asks him. Fabio just nods his head slowly.

“Near the artery, because you’re the reason that I’m still here. You’re that important to me,” Bianca explains. “So, baby, I’ll be okay,” she convinces him.

“If you say so...,” Grayson replies.

“C’mon, Fabio, let’s get it done,” Bianca gives him a slight chuckle as she leans back against the seat to make herself comfortable.

“Here it comes,” Fabio nods as he gently grabs her wrist to do his work.

As soon as the needle hits her skin, Bianca tightens her grip on Grayson’s hand. She sinks her teeth onto her lower lip to hold herself back from crying due to the pain, but she keeps her eyes glued on his work on her wrist. Grayson, who’s watching Fabio doing his work, quickly shifts his gaze back to Bianca as soon as he notices her tightening the grip.

“It’ll be okay, baby. Hey— hey, look at me,” Grayson tries to distract her. Bianca turns to the side to get a better view of his face.

“Can I tell you something?,” Grayson speaks softly, with his eyes locked on hers still.

“What is it?,” Bianca asks.

“I love you, so much. You have no idea how happy I am to have you as my girlfriend,” Grayson smiles. “Also, I know that it might seem to be too early for me to say this, but I want to build my own family with you,” he adds.

“You what—?,” Bianca gasps, caused by both his statement, and the pain on her wrist.

“I want to build my own family with you. I want to have mini me and mini Bianca in the future, running around our house— how many kids do you want to have?,” he suddenly changes the topic.

“Two?,” Bianca mumbles.

“Can we have three?,” Grayson begs.

“I think three is okay,” she comments.

“Yes, yes! And we can live in a tiny house with them, in Jersey. I mean, I love LA, but I want to raise them in Jersey, what do you think?,” Grayson gently rubs the back of her hand as he hums.

“Anywhere, Gray. As long as I’m raising them with you,” Bianca replies, with a little smile on her lips.

“And I’d like to name our future soon Maverick, I think it’s a cool name. Or Aiden, in case we have two sons. And for the girls—“

“So I can’t decide?,” Bianca pouts as she looks up at him.

“I’m sorry, I get way too excited, babe,” Grayson shakes his head before he presses a gentle kiss onto her pout. “Go ahead, tell me what you got,” he chuckles.

“Well, I’d go with Ophelia or Willow, what do you think?,” this time, she asks for his opinion.

“Both are pretty— God, they’re gonna be as beautiful as you, Bumblebee,” he comments, thinking about how cute the baby girl of their own would look like.

“And the boys are gonna be as fine as you,” she adds.

“I can’t wait,” Grayson exclaims happily. “It’s my biggest dream to achieve, to become a dad and raise my kids well one day,” he continues to speak.

“But, babe?,” Bianca keeps her gaze locked on his. Grayson turns to face her, waiting for her words.

“I— I’m not ready, hell— I don’t even know about our future. I’m scared. The idea of pregnancy scares me,” Bianca pours her thoughts out. “I’m too young to be a mom, Gray, a—and, I’m just scared that I can’t be a good mother for my own kid, I’m scared that I—,”

“Bianca,” Grayson cuts him off, noticing that she’s uncomfortable with him sharing his enthusiasm about the idea of building a family.

Bianca lets out a soft sigh as she leans her head back against the tattoo chair. Her eyes never leaving his, but he can clearly see disappointment in her eyes.

Disappointment at herself for being unable to match his enthusiasm about building a family.

“I’m sorry, Gray,” she lets out a soft sigh as she shifts her gaze back to her wrist, noticing that Fabio’s almost done with his work.

“It’s not happening soon, Bumblebee, I promise, it’ll only happen whenever you’re ready,” Grayson replies as he checks on her wrist, exactly in the same when Fabio turns his tattoo machine off.

“You’re no longer a tattoo virgin,” Fabio chuckles as he looks up at Bianca, who’s now smiling at her fresh ink.

“I love it! Wow, we have matching tattoos now!,” Bianca squeals in excitement as she looks back at Grayson.

“Yes, yes,” Grayson laughs as he wraps his arms around her little figure before he plants another kiss onto the top of her head. “Consider it as our promise rings— I know they aren’t even rings, but you know—“ Grayson tries to explain.

“I get it, Grapeson,” she giggles.

“You have me, forever. I’ll be there for you, through everything, Bumblebee,” Grayson coos as he takes her hand in his to place it on his chest, on top of his fresh ink.

“And I’ll be there for you too, Grapeson. I’ll have your back with anything,” she hums as she nods her head.

“Promise?,” Grayson whispers.

“I promise.”

“Get married already, you two,” Ethan’s voice echoes as he steps into the room with Alana, with plastic cups of coffee in their hands.

“Funny, Ethan,” Bianca responds as she emits a light giggle, shaking her head quickly.

“Oh, I definitely will, bro,” Grayson turns to face his clone, with a wink, before he turns his gaze back to his girl.

“I’m gonna marry you one day, for real, Bumblebee.”

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“Can I wear this one?,” Bianca grabs a black t-shirt with the word Brixton written on it, out of Grayson’s section from their shared walk in closet.

Grayson, who just stepped out of the shower, immediately turns to check on the item that she wants to wear. He playfully rolls his eyes back as he notices the t-shirt that she chooses. “Baaaabe, you can wear your own clothes,” Grayson comments.

“But—“

“You can wear, hm—,” Grayson steps into their closet and quickly grabs a white tanktop, and her gym shorts before he turns to face his girl. “These? I think these would be comfy,” Grayson suggests.

“I want this,” Bianca pouts, insisting to wear his t-shirt.

“Fine, but not for free,” Grayson replies.

“Not for free?,” Bianca raises her eyebrow.

“You gotta pay... by letting me to—,” he stops and quickly traps her figure in his embrace before he attacks her with soft kisses mercilessly, all over her face.

“Baaaaby!,” Bianca calls out for him, hoping he’d stop, but he keeps on going.

“Grayson?,” their scene got stopped by the knock on the door.

“Yes, E?,” he replies.

“Can we talk?,” he sounds so serious that Bianca quickly pulls away from the hug to let Grayson to see him.

Grayson fixes the towel around his waist before he heads straight towards their bedroom door to get him, while Bianca quickly puts on the Brixton t-shirt and crawls onto the bed right after. It’s almost 11, and she’s getting ready for bedtime.

Grayson walks out the room to talk to Ethan and closes the door behind him, leaving Bianca alone in their room, wondering about the thing that they’re talking about.

Ethan sounds so serious. There must be something happened.

She’s very sleepy, yet she chooses to wait for Grayson to come back, to make sure everything’s okay. But once Grayson walks back in few minutes later with teary eyes, she knows something bad happened.

Grayson remains quiet, he plops himself down on the edge of their bed, with his back facing Bianca.

“Baby, what’s wrong?,” Bianca whispers.

Grayson turns his head to face her and she can clearly see that he’s crying. “Bumblebee...,” he whispers.

“Gray, what’s wrong?,” she scoots closer to him as a frown comes across her face.

“Dad—“

“You dad? What happened?,” she’s getting impatient but she tries to remain calm.

And that’s when he loses it. He scoops her into his arms once again, so he can cry on her shoulders.

“He’s gone, Bumblebee.”

That can’t be happening.

Grayson and Ethan’s father, Sean, has been fighting against the cancer cells inside him for years. But apparently his time is over. His body had enough of it. Grayson just never expected that day would come this fast. He’s not ready. Not at all.

“He’s gone!,” Grayson sobs into her shoulder, with his arms wrapped around her like he never wants to let her go.

“Gray...,” Bianca runs her fingers through his wet hair.

“The fucking cancer beat him, Bi. Fuck!,” he grunts in the middle of his cry.

“But now he doesn’t have to deal with the pain no more, Gray... He’s now free,” she whispers, hoping it’ll calm him down.

“Bianca, why did he have to go this soon? This is too soon, I can’t—“

“Grayson, it’s the best for him,” she stops him. “Do you want him to suffer longer?,” she asks.

“Of course not, but, Bi... college just started, I just want to make him proud of my own achievement. I want him to be there, at my graduation in few years, to witness it all, Bi,” he whispers.

“He’s proud of you, and he’ll be there, I promise. You can’t see him, but he’ll be there. He lives forever,” she hums.

“F—forever?”

“Yes, here, in your heart,” Bianca points at his chest as she flashes him a thin smile. “You’re not alone, Gray. I told you, I’d have your back, always,” she whispers.

Grayson remains silent as he shuts his eyes closed. “Thank you, Bumblebee,” he mumbles.

“It’s my job. Okay, I’m gonna start packing our stuffs. When are we leaving? Have you booked the flight?,” Bianca asks as she slowly pulls away, knowing that she has to take control.

“I’ll look for it with Ethan,” Grayson nods his head as he gets up, making his way towards the closet to grab himself his Cub Sport t-shirt, along with his black shorts before he puts them on.

Bianca grabs the luggage from the closet, along with some of her clothes, and Grayson’s. She neatly folds them before she puts them into the luggage. Grayson makes his way out of the room, but he suddenly stops at the door, and turns to face her.

“Thank you, Bumblebee. Couldn’t even imagine what would happen if you’re not here with me,” he gives her a small smile.

Bianca looks up at him as he nods her head quickly.

“I’ll be there for you, through everything, Grapeson. I’ll have your back with anything, remember?”

“Of course I remember. Holy fuck— I love you so much,” his voice echoes as he exits the room.

“I love you too!”

#grayson dolan #grayson dolan fic #dolan twins #tgabs’ write #dolan twins fic #thick and thin by tgabs #tnt by tgabs

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resilientdolan · 4 years ago

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does bianca have a face claim? :)

yes ! say hi to Bumblebee 🐝

#tgabs’ ask #drown by tgabs #thick and thin by tgabs

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Thick and Thin (g.d)

-part 1-

A/N: Book 2 of Drown is here! I’ll try my best to update (at least) once a week. Also, blurb req/thoughts and comments are highly appreciated!

Word-count: 2k+

Summary: The fact that Grayson hurt her in the past by choosing someone else over her keeps haunting Bianca, even when she’s trying to start a new chapter of her life in the city of angels.

Tags: @bingexdolan @grantsairforce @prettyboydolan @kyaaawritings @3ooda97 @baby-grayson @ryxgrantdolan @fangdolan @evergreendolan @goldenndolan @nikesbailey @soledadgray @sosweetgrethan @twinfinitydolan @333dolans @babeygray @guiltydols @rhyrhy462 @blindedbythelightt @ecstasydolan @pineappledols @velvetdolan @divinedol @mercurygrant @graysonsdol

*pic credit to @nikesbailey bc BOMB ASS EDIT)

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“So how’s LA?,” Bianca asks as she folds her sweater neatly before she carefully puts it into her suitcase. Her flight is scheduled for tomorrow, and here she is, getting ready, while also busy talking to her boyfriend through the FaceTime call. She steals a glance at her phone that she sets on her nightstand, so she can see Grayson’s face on her screen while getting her stuff packed.

“LA’s okay,” Grayson replies after a moment of thinking.

“Just okay? I thought you’ve been dreaming about living in LA all this time,” Bianca scoffs as she folds the last pair of jeans that she grabbed from her closet.

“True, but not fun that you’re not here, babe,” Grayson lets out a soft groan as he runs his thick fingers through his dark hair. The concept of being away from his girl slowly drives him crazy. Even only for two weeks.

“Baby, few more hours, and we’ll be together again,” Bianca emits a light chuckle as she zips her suitcase up. She got everything she needs packed, so she crawls onto her bed to lie down, phone in her hand, of course.

“I know. I miss you. I can’t wait for tomorrow,” her boyfriend mumbles as he wraps an arm around his pillow to hug it. “I’m all excited about sharing a room with you, you know?,” a cheeky grin comes across his lips as he talks.

“Don’t tell me that you’ve been busy preparing,” Bianca rolls her eyes playfully, followed with a slight chuckle.

Grayson moves his phone camera so he can show her the whole bed that he’s lying on. “Which side of the bed that you want?,” he chuckles.

“Um... can I have the right side? I want to sleep by the window!,” she giggles as she answers his question once she’s done observing the room though his phone camera.

“And because you’re always right too? Like— you know, they say, women are always right, blah blah,” this time, Grayson rolls his eyes back playfully. Bianca can’t help but bursts into laughter as he rolls his eyes.

“I didn’t say that!,” she shakes her head.

Bianca’s still laughing the moment Grayson jumps out of his bed quickly out of nowhere. She notices his sudden action, so she calls for his name. “Grayson?,” she calls for her boyfriend.

“Yeah?”

“What’s wrong?”

“No, I think I hear someone talking to Ethan,” Grayson replies as he heads out of his room.

“Maybe he’s on a call with Mabel?,” Bianca guesses.

“Nah, doesn’t sound like Mabel,” Grayson shakes his head as he keeps walking, heading to the living room. “Oh, it’s you!,” Grayson’s voice echoes.

“Grayson! I thought you’re out!,” Bianca can hear a female voice talking to her boyfriend. She keeps her gaze on her phone screen to watch her boyfriend.

“Nah, I’m on call with my girlfriend,” Grayson moves his gaze from his phone screen to the other person standing in front of him.

“Gray? Who’s that?,” Bianca calls him once again.

Grayson immediately shifts his gaze back to his girlfriend to answer. “It’s Alana,” he answers with a thin smile on his lips.

Alana?

Bianca takes a quick look at the clock on the top left of her screen to check for the time. 12.45 am in Jersey, which means 9.45 pm in Los Angeles.

“What is she doing?,” Bianca whispers. But Grayson’s too busy talking to the blonde girl sitting on the couch in his living room with his twin brother.

“Monty’s? That sounds like a good idea!,” Bianca can hear Grayson talking to the other girl. He seems excited, and she doesn’t know what for.

“Gray?”

“Yeah?,” Grayson quickly shifts his gaze back to the girl on his phone screen.

“What’s Monty’s?,” Bianca arches her brow in confusion.

“Ah, Monty’s one vegan burger joint here. Babe, they have the best burgers! You’ll love it, I swear,” Grayson explains excitedly. “Oh, also, their shakes are bomb! You have to try it— Hell, I’m taking you to Monty’s once you’ve arrived!,” he adds.

“Wait— you’re going to Monty’s? Like— now?,” his girlfriend frowns.

“Alana wants to get some shakes,” the man on her phone screen shrugs.

“Isn’t it late? Like— isn’t it almost 10 there? You need some rest, Gray,” Bianca sinks her teeth onto her lower lip as she thinks about the possible reason behind Alana asking Grayson out to get some shakes this late.

Is she into him?

“Uh, I have no class tomorrow, babe. And I napped. So I’m good!,” Grayson replies as he gives his girlfriend a thumb up to convince her.

“Grayson, it’s late,” A soft sigh escapes her as she watches him moving again. He’s walking back to his room, she knows it.

“Baby, just the shakes, and I’ll head back home,” Grayson answers as he gives his girlfriend a small smile, grabbing his wallet and his keys that he put on his nightstand. “Isn’t it late for you? Isn’t it almost 1?,” Grayson arches his brow as he walks out of his room once again.

“Yeah, it’s 10 to 1,” she answers.

“You have a flight to catch in the morning, Bianca. Get some sleep,” he speaks as he walks. This time, he’s not even looking at her.

Out of nowhere, Bianca can feel her anxiety is on the rise again. Watching him being excited about getting late night shakes with his ex crush really got her overthinking.

“I will, I’m done packing, though,” Bianca nods, but Grayson isn’t paying attention to her the moment she speaks.

“Alana, come on,” again, Grayson’s voice echoes as he calls for Alana. “Yo, E, want to join?,” he shifts his gaze to his twin, who’s sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap.

“I’ll stay here, I have an assignment to finish, but can you get me some salted caramel shakes, please?,” Ethan replies without even looking at his twin. He’s clearly too busy with the assignment.

“Yeah, I’ll get you that one,” Grayson nods his head before he shifts his gaze back to the girl on his phone screen. “Baby, you need to sleep,” again, he tells her to go.

“I’m going, I’m going, but—Gray?,” she calls for her boyfriend.

“Yeah?”

“Will you pick me up at the airport tomorrow?,” she asks.

“Of course! Just let me know about the time, yeah?,” Grayson gives her another smile. “Now sleep, baby,” and again.

“Fine—“

“Goodnight! I love you!— Alana, hurry up—,” that’s what she hears before Grayson ends the phone call. Real quick that she didn’t even get the chance to say ‘i love you’ back.

Bianca puts her phone on her nightstand as soon as she sets her alarm, and turns her night light on. Her mind wonders about the worst scenario that might happen for letting her boyfriend going out with his ex crush this late for the sake of shakes.

Is Grayson into her again that he willingly drives her this late to Monty’s?

Bianca wraps her arms around her pillow as she lets out another sigh, followed with a mumble.

“Grayson, please don’t hurt me again. I’m begging.”

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“Oh my God, is it really you?,” Grayson nearly screams as he throws his arms wide open only to scoop his Bumblebee into a hug. Bianca drops her suitcase and throws her arms around his neck. It’s been 5 days since the last time they shared their last kiss at the airport in New Jersey, right before Grayson left.

“Gray!,” Bianca squeals as he boyfriend carefully lifts her off the ground, so she wraps her legs around his waist to cling onto him like a koala.

“Bumblebee, you’re here!,” he coos before he gently brushes his lips against hers, pulling her close for a kiss. Bianca moves her hands up to rest them on his cheeks as they kiss.

“My beautiful baby,” Grayson mumbles absent-mindedly as he keeps his gaze on her features, admiring how beautiful she looks that day. There stands his girlfriend, wearing a white tanktop that she tucked into her high-waisted jeans, covered with her khaki trench coat and of course, her favorite black Chuck Taylor.

Grayson kneels down to grab her suitcase, and uses his other hand to take her hand in his. “How’s the flight? Are you tired?,” he asks as he leads her towards the silver Jeep Compass parked in the parking lot.

“Flight’s okay, a little tired and wait— whose car is this?,” Bianca turns to face her boyfriend. That car’s definitely not his. He has a black Porsche, not a silver Jeep Compass.

“Yo, say hi,” Grayson knocks on the driver’s window. The person inside finally rolls the window down so Bianca can see the one driving that car.

Blue eyes, blonde hair. Alana Whitman.

“Hi, Bianca! You’re good?,” she greets her with a smile on her face.

“Oh— hi, Alana. I’m good,” Bianca answers, giving her a thin smile in return. The other person sitting on the backseat rolls the window down as well. It’s Ethan.

“Biancaaa!,” he greets his bestfriend excitedly.

“Ethan!,” Bianca turns her gaze to her bestfriend who’s sitting on the backseat of the car. Grayson puts her suitcase in the trunk of the car before he opens the door for her.

“Get in, babe. Let’s get you your first Monty’s,” Grayson chuckles as he motions his head towards the open door. So Bianca crawls onto the backseat of the car, sitting next to Ethan. Once she’s in, Grayson gets into the front passenger seat.

“Alright, everyone’s ready?,” Alana asks as she starts her car.

“Bruh, I’m always ready for Monty’s,” Ethan replies excitedly to match her energy.

“You excited, baby?,” Grayson turns to take a quick look at his girlfriend who’s sitting on the backseat. Bianca gives him a small smile and nods her head.

“To Monty’s!,” Grayson shouts, followed with Alana and Ethan’s laughter.

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“Hey, Alana, what do you think about the Film History class?,” Grayson’s voice breaks the silence between four of them as they’re heading to Monty’s.

“It’s pretty interesting,” Alana answers as she keeps her gaze on the roads ahead, both hands on her steering wheel.

“The fuck? We have a lot of materials to read and you find it fun?!,” Grayson’s eyes go wide as he turns to his side to face Alana, who’s not even looking at him.

“Reading is fun, Grayson, really,” Alana’s shoulders rise and fall into a shrug as she hums.

“Yeah, maybe it’s just my dyslexic ass,” Grayson rolls his eyes back, finding her statement about the ‘reading is one fun shit to do’ sounds like a complete bullshit to him.

In the backseat, Bianca, who listens the whole conversation, pokes Ethan right on his shoulder, since he got his AirPods plugged in all the time. “Ethan,” she whispers.

Ethan takes his right AirPods out and turns to face her. “Yeah?,” he whispers in return.

“Are Grayson and Alana in the same class?,” she whispers, not wanting both of them to hear her.

“Of course, they’re in the same major,” Ethan shrugs. He arches his brow the moment he notices Bianca’s frown. “What? You have no idea about that?,” he asks.

“He has never told me about that,” she whispers once again. “Are they— you know—,” Bianca’s activating her FBI agent mode, ready to interrogate.

“They what?,” Ethan hisses.

“They—“

“Woo, we’re here!,” Grayson cheers, distracting the both passenger sitting on the backseat of the car. “C’mon, baby!,” he shouts happily before he hops out of the passenger seat. So does Alana, leaving the two in the car.

Bianca turns to face Ethan one more time as she speaks. “Ethan, she used to be his crush back in middle school, right?,” she sighs.

“Yeah, but there’s nothing between them, Bianca, really,” Ethan shrugs as he unbuckles his seatbealt.

“Hm— girl’s kinda sus,” Bianca mumbles as she unbuckles her seatbelt. “But I’m here and I’m ready to mark my own territory,” she continues.

“Ooh, scary girlfriend shit,” Ethan teases her, which got him ended up having the back of his head smacked by Bianca.

“Shut the fuck up, Crimson Chin,” she hisses before she jumps out of the passenger seat to follow her boyfriend.

#grayson dolan #grayson dolan fic #grayson dolan x oc #dolan twins #dolan twins fic #thick and thin #tnt by tgabs #tgabs’ write

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Thick and Thin (g.d)

-Part 2-

A/N: BRUH MY WRITING HAS BEEN SO SHITTY I HATE MYSELF

Word-count: 2.2k +

Summary: Her anxiety is on the rooftop. To believe him or to believe the devil in her head? She can’t choose.

T/W: fluuuuuff and a dash of smut

Tags: @bingexdolan @grantsairforce @prettyboydolan @kyaaawritings @3ooda97 @baby-grayson @ryxgrantdolan @fangdolan @evergreendolan @finelinev @nikesbailey @soledadgray @sosweetgrethan @twinfinitydolan @333dolans @babeygray @guiltydols @rhyrhy462 @blindedbythelightt @ecstasydolan @pineappledols @velvetdolan @divinedol @mercurygrant @graysonsdol

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“Babe, what do you want?,” Grayson immediately wraps his arm around Bianca waist to bring her closer as he plants a soft kiss onto her temple. Bianca, who was too busy looking for Alana, quickly shifts her gaze back to her boyfriend.

“Hm,” she lets out a soft hum as her gaze moves to the menu displayed, scanning for the menu she’d like to have. “I think I’ll go with the single burger, and strawberry lemonade,” she answers. Grayson nods his head and takes out some amount of money out of his wallet to pay for their meals.

“Anyway, where’s Alana?,” Bianca arches her brow as she looks around to find Alana one more time.

“Uh, she told me she needs to go to the 7-eleven, why?,” Grayson arches his brow in return. “Do you need something?,” he asks once again.

“It’s just—“

“Oh, thank you,” Grayson nods his head as he takes their orders from the waiter. Bianca has to stop for a while since the waiter called for Grayson. Once he got all of the orders, he motion his head towards the bench outside as he looks over at his girlfriend. “Let’s take a seat and talk, yeah?,” he smiles. Bianca just nods her head slowly as she follows him.

Grayson sits on the bench and placed the bag on his lap before he takes out one burger. He carefully unwraps the wrap-paper and hands it to his girlfriend, being a gentleman. “Here you go,” he gives her another smile. Bianca takes the burger and brings it up to her mouth to take a small bite of it.

“Gray?,” she mumbles.

“Yeah?,” Grayson replies as he unwraps his own burger, way too focused that he’s not even moving his sight to meet hers.

“So you’re in the same major with Alana?,” Bianca asks.

Grayson immediately turns his gaze to meet hers, eyes lighting up in excitement as he speaks. “Shit— I forgot to tell you that, but yeah! Crazy isn’t it?,” he shrugs.

“What’s crazy...?,” Bianca mumbles as she takes another bite of her burger.

“I had no idea that we’re going to be in the same major! So, as soon as we arrived in LA, I asked her why she wanted to leave New Jersey, and she told me that it’s all for college. And the moment I asked her about which college that she’s attending, she told me that she’s going to Los Angeles Film School. I was like— ‘hey, me too!’,” Grayson explains enthusiastically. “And on the first day, we met again in class! And that’s when she told me that she’s majoring in Film too. Like me,” he adds.

“Oh,” Bianca nods her head slowly as she moves her gaze from his features, to her own burger. “Are you...,” Bianca pauses for a while, not sure if she should continue.

“Am I what?,” Grayson manages to respond as he leans against the bench.

“Are you... still into her?,” Bianca mumbles, her eyes remains locked on her burger, instead of looking at her boyfriend. Grayson frowns, not even sure if he got the question right since she was mumbling.

“Am I into who?,” he arches his brow.

Bianca takes a deep breathe as she looks up to meet his gaze, sucking her cheeks in before she repeats her question. “Grayson, are you still into Alana?,” she sighs.

Grayson remains quiet as he squints his eyes, watching her closely for a second before he shakes his head. He looks away as a light chuckle escapes him. “God, Bianca Reine. What the hell is wrong with you?,” he responds.

“Is it yes or no?,” Instead of giving him an answer, Bianca asks once again.

“Hey, look,” Grayson turns to his side to face his girl as he takes her free hand in his to interlock their fingers together. “What makes you think so?,” he tilts his head for a bit as he keeps his gaze locked on hers.

“Gray, she’s Alana Whitman,” she replies, followed with another sigh as she looks down at her feet. “Alana fucking Whitman. Everyone in New Jersey knows her. The daughter of Connor Whitman, the governor of New Jersey,” she adds.

“So?,” Grayson replies briefly as he takes another bite of his vegan burger, eyes remain locked on his girlfriend.

“So?! Grayson, look at her! She looks ten times better than me! Straight blonde hair, eyes as blue as the sky, way much taller than this midget, and—“

“Yeah, so?,” he arches his brow as he watches her getting tense.

“Stop saying ‘so?’!,” Bianca spats his hand away, pulling her hand away to brush her hair back as she’s getting tense.

“Sooo,” Grayson grins as he watches her close, waiting for the possible reaction for saying ‘so’ once again.

“Grayson—“

“— are you jealous, Bianca?,” he shoots her a teasing glare before a light chuckle falls out of his lips.

“Jealousy is only for those unconfident souls,” she scoffs as she shoots him a death glare in return. But slowly, it fades away and she moves her gaze back down to her feet as she mumbles, “and... I’m feeling unconfident right now.”

Grayson can’t stop himself from smiling. He knows that he’s not supposed to smile, but looking at her being insecure makes him love her even more. Bianca being real and honest about what she feels, she’s really just one pure soul.

“Hey, look at me,” Grayson reaches for her hand once again to interlock their fingers together. She lets him taking her hand in his, but she keeps avoiding the eye-contact.

“Bianca,”

Still no response.

“Bianca Reine, please look at me if you love me,” he coos softly, knowing that it’ll work, and of course, it works. She turns to face him.

“See this one over here?,” Grayson sets his burger down on his lap so he can move his hand up to touch the padlock hanging from her necklace. Bianca remains quiet and nods her head slowly. “Do you know the reason why I got you this one?,” he asks.

“Because you love me?,” she mumbles.

“I once read this article on the internet that padlock can be symbolized as someone taken with a strong relationship. And that’s what I feel about our relationship,” Grayson explains.

“Grayson, we’ve only been dating for 2 weeks,” she sighs.

“And? I don’t care. I love you— God, I’m so madly in love with you, Bianca,” he smiles. “I can see my whole life with you, baby,” he goes on.

“Grayson, she’s your ex-crush, I’m just scared of you falling for her once again,” she looks up at him, sinking her teeth into her lower lip. “I don’t want to lose you,” she mumbles.

“I’ll always be yours, Bianca. I promise,” Grayson scoops the girl sitting next to him into a hug, and rests his chin on top of her head. He gently caresses her back as he mumbles, “God, jealousy Bianca is the cutest.”

Bianca slowly pulls away to give him another death glare, but Grayson chuckles, finding her antics cute. “What? I really mean it, you look ten times cuter when you’re jealous,” he snickers.

“Whatever,” Bianca playfully pushes him away as she finishes her burger. “Anyway, this one really tastes bomb,” she comments.

“See? I knew you’d love it— though I’m sure that i’m still the one you love the most— ow!,” Bianca nudges his rib playfully to stop him from talking.

“Shush, don’t you want to go home?,” Bianca rolls her eyes back in playful manner as she gets up and makes her way back toward Alana’s Jeep Compass.

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“Welcome home!,” Grayson chuckles as he sets her suitcase down on the floor, leading Bianca into the bedroom that he is going to share with for the rest of their days in LA. “Not as big as my bedroom back in New Jersey, but I think it’s enough for us,” he shrugs.

Bianca steps into the bedroom as she looks around the room to check it out. One king-sized bed, a fake fur rug by the end of the bed, a small walk-in closet that she can share with him, and a small bathroom.

“I’m sorry,” Grayson breaks the silence as he wraps an arm around Bianca’s waist.

“Sorry for what, Gray?,” she questions with an arched brow.

“Sorry that I can only get this plain apartment for us to share with each other— and Ethan too, of course,” again, he shrugs as he plops himself down on the edge of the bed. He gently draws Bianca closer to him as he looks up at her. “I couldn’t find a better place,” he adds.

“Grayson, don’t be. I don’t need fancy apartment to live in,” Bianca shakes her head as she sits on his lap, with an arm thrown around his shoulders. “All that matter is that I’m sharing this room with you, my favorite man alive. Other than that, I don’t care,” she explains, hoping it’ll comfort him.

Grayson remains quiet as she talks, having his attention fully drawn to the girl sitting on his lap. Once she’s done, Grayson moves his hand up to cup her cheek as he coos, “Damn, you’re really the sweetest one. I love you,” with that, Grayson pressed his lips against hers, kissing her gently.

Bianca snakes her arms around his neck to keep him close as she eagerly returns the kiss. Her eyes flutter closed as her boyfriend begins to deepen the kiss.

“I missed you, Bianca,” Grayson mumbles against her lips as he gently sinks his teeth onto her lower lip to tease her. “I missed you more than anything, baby girl,” he coos softly.

Like a magic word, the word ‘baby girl’ turns her on so much that she teasingly begins to grind her hips. “Baby, I missed you too, I fucking do,” Bianca whimpers as she grips on his shoulders tightly.

“Aren’t you tired from the flight?,” Grayson rests his hands on her waist as he hums. “Baby, really, we don’t have to if you’re ti—“

“Shh, please, Grayson. Make me feel good,” she whines as she slowly pulls away. In a matter of second, she’s already busy taking her trench coat off, leaving her in her jeans and tank top.

“If you say so,” Grayson replies as he eyes her being eager this time. Once she threw her coat onto the floor, he reconnects his lips with hers once again. His hand slowly makes its way up to fondle her breast as they continue to kiss.

“Let’s play this game called ‘one-question-and-take-a-thing-off, yeah?,” Grayson whispers.

“Bet. Have you locked the door?,” Bianca asks.

Grayson gives her a sly smirk as he responds, “That’s your first question?,” he asks in return as he bursts into laughter.

“Wait, n—no!, I mean— I was making sure that the door’s locked. I don’t want Ethan to run into us banging,” Bianca shakes her head quickly as she playfully pushes Grayson away.

“It’s locked, baby. No worries. But rules are rules, therefore, take a thing off,” he snickers.

“Fine, fine,” she pouts as she reaches down to grab the edge of her tank top before she peels it off of her, leaving her upper body covered by her push-up bra. “Question?,” Bianca turns her focus back to him.

“Hm,” Grayson hums as he sucks his cheeks in, thinking for a question for Bianca. “Do you want me?,” he finally asks after spending a few moments thinking. As he waits for her answer, in a swift move, he takes his plain black t-shirt off and throws it onto the floor to join her coat and tanktop.

“Yes, hell yes,” Bianca answers as she gently brushes her pad of thumb against the skin of his cheek. “My turn, do you love me?,” she mumbles before she reaches down to unbutton her jeans. She eagerly pushes it down to her ankles as she keeps her eyes locked on his feature, waiting for him to answer.

“Yes, I do,” Grayson answers. His gaze quickly shifts to her ankles, as he reaches down to help her taking off the jeans. “Hm, have you been such a good girl ever since I left?,” he asks as he eagerly pushes his shorts down to his ankles, leaving him in nothing but his Calvin Klein boxers.

“You don’t even need to question it,” she whispers as she gives him a smile in return. “Do you love me?,” she asks, repeating her previous question as she reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra. She lets out a soft hum as she tosses her bra onto the floor.

“You’ve already asked me that question,” Grayson frowns, getting confused with her decision to go with the same question. “Of course I do. Are you okay, babe?,” he murmurs before he flips them over, so now he’s having Bianca laying underneath him. Grayson eagerly removes his boxers and throws it onto the floor, leaving him fully exposed in front of his girl.

“I’m okay...,” Bianca nods her head.

“Last question?,” Grayson coos as he gently caresses her cheek. Bianca shuts her eyes closed for a moment, gently biting her lower lip.

“Babe? What’s wrong?”

She opens her eyes once Grayson called for her, looking up at him with a glimpse of tears in the corner of her eyes. She sucks in a deep breath as she rests her palms on his bare chest, opening her mouth to speak once again.

“Grayson, do you love me?”

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