thedispatch | Forgiven

[ He knew none of this was going to sit well, but her current state is something entirely new. ]

Hm?

[ With a breath of resolve, she seems to be struggling at pulling herself to the present. ]

Could you-- hold my hand?

Let's return to your flat. I don't believe either of us want to be here, right now.

[ And he will take her hand, both fulfilling her request and bringing them back home, quickly. ]

[ Once they've arrived, Grell holds onto his hand with a firm desperation, and looking up at him somewhat meekly, she steps closer to lean her weight against his chest. ]

[ Being that he's let her do this twice since he returned, he allows it with no refusal. As in the first time, he places his free hand on her lower back. ]

Would apologizing help?

[ He'd admitted he felt guilty, and whether or not Grell sentences were her fault for getting out of control, or his for leaving in the first place are unclear, even in his logical mind. ]

No. [ Her response is immediate - and muffled against his chest. ]

I used to love the job. Be proud of what I was. All at once, I was left wondering why. A hundred years of going nowhere, pretending to redeem myself toward something I never really cared for.

[ She closes her eyes with a heavy sigh. ]

You're it, Will. The only reason I'd stay.

[ He's silent, not sure how to respond. He'd only ever shoved her aside when he professed her adoration of him, but he can't bring himself to do that now - he doesn't want to. Why she ever fell for him, he still can't fully understand, but he has no doubt of her sincerity anymore.

Remaining quiet, he allows his gesture of holding her a bit closer let it speak for itself. ]

[ Swallowing down the emotion that quells in her throat, she nuzzles nearer. While she knows that William won't judge her for crying, she still can't bring herself to openly do so.

It's so nice to have him near. Supportive. Or, at the least, not kicking her down when she's weak because he's just terribly guilty.

She, in turn, feels like a terrible person for continually doubting him, but it all just seems too good to be true, after so long. Perhaps fabricated by her fantasies, not all that it seems to be. She's been told that she tends to blow things out of proportion like that, after all. ]

My rock in the storm. [ She mutters, perhaps somewhat incoherently, both to remind herself and confess his importance. Her voice cracks just so. ]

[ He can't quite make out what she says. But that doesn't really matter at the moment. There's a pat to her back, indicating he'd like them to part. But, as they separate, her hand remains firmly grasped in his. ]

Today has been exhausting. Adding the uncomfortable sleep we both had, I think a nap is in order.

[ Not what Grell wanted to hear, surely. Though, she may rethink that when he leads her by hand down towards her bedroom. ]

[ Parting with William is precisely the last thing that she wishes to do; it pains her heart a bit, truly. It's surprising that he keeps her hand, but she's thankful for it, nonetheless.

The reaper can't even argue the idea of a nap given her current state, and his intentions don't even occur to her. Perhaps that he intends to shove her into bed and clean his hands of her, but nothing more. ]

I suppose I could try... but Sleep and I haven't exactly seen eye-to-eye, as of late.

[ Pulling her along, he leaves her to get some more comfortable clothing on, while he exits the room. Appearing to have left her to sleep herself, he reemerges, now clad in his own pajamas. He climbs into Grell's bed, immediately noting how much more comfortable it is. Perhaps he should have chosen this as his sleep spot last night, after all. ]

Hopefully you will sleep better with me beside you.

[ Indeed, Grell had assumed just that! Having removed her makeup and changed into her sleeping clothes, she'd just crawled into bed, herself - and so, she sits there in bed, hands clutching at the covers with her mouth agape, just watching William making himself comfortable! ]

Will--♥

[ Her words are carried on the most delighted gasp. Teeth pressed into her lower lip, she wiggles nearer so that she can snuggle herself down onto his shoulder with a croon~ ]

[ William shifts around, managing to get his arm wrapped around her shoulder. The covers are pulled around them snugly. ]

I do really wish to get some sleep, though. You need to, as well, so don't let your excitement keep you up.

[ Draping an arm across William's middle, the redhead is simply flushed with glee. To say that she's excited would be an understatement at this point, as she's not just sleeping beside the other, but cuddling with him-- AND it was his idea! ]

Sleep sounds divine, but-- my heart is beating rather quickly.

[ Closing her eyes, she attempts to simply relax. It will certainly be a challenge. ]

I'm sure you understand how happy this makes me.

I think anyone could have figured that out, by this point.

[ He shifts a bit more, not used to having someone curl up with him in a long time, but eventually he finds just the right spot on the pillow. A pleasant sigh is heard. ]

This is rather relaxing. I will admit to that much.

[ A faint wince shows in Grell's eyes when she shifts, to allow him some wiggle room-- just long enough for him to get comfortable and stop moving, anyway. She's echoing his sigh, once they're both settled. ]

That's surprising... You've never been one too keen on physical affection.

[ It seems he's right, though? It's so comfortable that she can feel herself beginning to drift off already. She's rather shocked, herself! ]

Perhaps because I initiated it this time.

[ It also helps that their responsibilities are done for the day. There's no deadlines, just the rest of the day to themselves. It's been coming his way for a long time.

With a final shift of his hips he closes his eyes, completely content in this moment. ]

Mn. [ She nuzzles into his shoulder once more, now that they've finally found all the right positions! It feels heavenly. William's arm even keeps her from laying entirely on her side, preventing her from curling her chest painfully... so perfect! ]

I hope you'll initiate more often... I do enjoy it . . . [ A sleepy sigh, as she begins to doze. ]

We'll see.

[ Giving her hope, for once, William follows along into his own slumber. So long as Grell doesn't shift about too much, he could probably sleep straight through dinner time. ]

[ You see, Grell hasn't been sleeping very well for the past several weeks; restless, a few hours at a time. Now that she has William beside her, she's more relaxed than she's been in a long while. He's physically there, his scent, his warmth-- it lulls her into a dead slumber, on which she won't budge.

However, once he begins to stir, her lashes flutter just so, and she mutters unintelligably, burying her face against his neck with a breathy sigh. She's managed to wrap her leg around his, clinging to his torso as though he's some sort of life preserver!! ]

[ Even if he'd climbed into Grell's bed on his own, that doesn't keep him from looking groggily around her bedroom, initially confused. And when he feels her face against his neck, he shudders slightly, not expecting the sensitive skin to be touched. Give him a moment, though, and he'll start to recall things. ]

[ With the moving body beside her, Grell slowly comes to, as well. The lingering scent of his cologne reminds her immediately; a little smile plucks at her lips as she inhales him deeply, lashes fluttering against his skin. ]

Nn♥... What time is it...? [ Speech slurred sleepily, she seems to be making more of an effort at staying comfortable than checking for herself! ]

[ William pulls his arm out from where it's tucked cozily under the blankets with them. He squints at the watch face, not because he can't see it, but merely out of habit. ]

Quarter past ten.

[ He sounds somewhere between irritated he slept so long and irritated he woke up at all. ]

[ Grell finally picks up her head, just enough to squint towards the window and determine whether he might possibly mean the morning.

Alas, that is not the case. With a whiny sigh, she collapses back as she'd been before. ]

I'm hungry, but I don't want to move.

You don't even have anything in the house. We would have to get up and get ready in order to get anything.

[ He doesn't seem to into the idea of moving much either. ]

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