thedispatch | Forgiven

[ Laughter on her breath, she grazes her teeth over his lip! Not quite a nip, as he probably wouldn't appreciate that, not with those points. ]

So much for that idea, then. [ But then she's kissing the area with a loving hum. ] What about now?

[ Even if the pain would be practically non-existent, he's still glad she didn't fully bite him. ]

If I tell you everything now, you'll have nothing to look forward to.

[ Lips quirking off to the side in thought, she sighs a long and contemplative hum. ]

I suppose.

[ At least she's gone back to massaging at his back, so she seems to be past the subject! ]

[ He hums, in approval of what her fingers are doing. ]

You know, I may already be willing to admit I'm happy.

[ His eyes close and he breathes out slowly. ]

[ Oh. Well, that certainly has her face brightening! ]

Really~? [ Cuddling under his chin, she slides her other arm under his middle to hold him close. ] I don't think you know how happy that makes me--!

[ For once, her clinging to him is fully welcomed. He actually even tightens his hold around her, effectively pulling her into a hug. ]

I want to thank you, Grell.

[ Briefly, her breath wavers, as she nuzzles her face against his neck. ]

After everything, you're thanking me... [ An amused breath shakes her shoulders. ] I love you, Will.

Yes, I'm thanking you. For never giving up on me. As stubborn as I can be.

[ His grip loosens but his arms still remain fully around her. She's so warm against him, her skin so smooth and soft. The smell of her hair right beneath his chin has it's own calming presence to it.

He'd felt a great sense of relief upon entering heaven. Even more so when his ex had told him he wasn't at fault. But somehow, this moment feels like a final stage. He can't ever remember a time when he felt so at ease. Before Grell speaks, he idly wonders if any of this is even real. ]

I know you do. [ There's a beat when everything runs through his mind again and he lets out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding. ] I love you, as well.

[ Grell pulls back to look at him, shock evident in her features. What she's heard certainly doesn't seem real to her, and she's quite fearful that wishful thinking may have led her to misunderstand him...

But, no. After everything that's happened, all that they've now shared, and the honesty he's afforded her just before--... Her heart pounds in her ears, her cheeks become warm, and her eyes misty. ]

William...

[ Rolling onto him, partly squealing with excitement and half sobbing with joy, she steals his mouth in a kiss. Long, lingering - lips parting to embrace his once and again. This is the happiest she's ever been, she thinks. ]

[ Knowing full well that she'd have a reaction that would involved some sort of pouncing on him, he's not taken off guard at all. He catches her around the middle, cradling her atop him. And for once, he allows her the freedom to kiss him as much as she desires.

The warmth he feels in his chest can't only be attributed to her body and the thick blankets cocooning them. It's seeing her so genuinely happy. ]

[ Even once she's paused in kissing him, she remains close, resting her forehead on his, hands cradling his face. It's then that she realises that her eyes have welled over, pooling beneath her eyes, and she sniffles.

This is the third time she's cried in his presence, and she dearly hopes it won't become a habit. It still feels quite unusual to her. ]

Goodness, how am I meant to let you sleep now...

You're the one that needs the sleep, not me. Though, perhaps just laying here together, enjoying the moment is rest enough.

[ He breaks their contact just for a moment, reaching to the bed stand to fetch some tissues. Her tears are carefully patted away, as best as he's able in the low light of the room. ]

Perhaps it is a good thing you removed your eye makeup. It'd be a right mess to clean up, at this point.

[ A chuckle on her breath, she takes his hand to kiss its knuckles. ]

Your timing has been quite good where that's concerned... You truly are my hero.

I don't know if I would call myself that. I caused most, if not all of this from the start.

[ When she returns his hand, he'll discard the tissues and carefully roll them back over to their sides, finding that much more comfortable in the moment. ]

[ With a content hum, Grell settles herself onto the pillow beside him, gazing on with nothing but fondness in her eyes. ]

Well, it certainly would have been preferable for you to come to your senses sooner... [ There's a lopsided smile, at that. ] You can't continue to beat yourself up about it, though. If you hadn't been prepared to accept happiness, we'd have only torn ourselves to pieces.

Honestly, if I had known kicking you back would have caused so many headaches, I would have rethought my actions.

[ He doesn't sound nearly as irritated as he has in the past. In fact, there's barely any coarseness to his words, at all. He raises a hand, idly playing with the short red hairs that only just touch her shoulders now. With his own hair a mess they must look like kids again. ]

[ It feels nice, having him play with her hair; reassuring, especially when she's so down about its state. She's never once thought badly about the way his hair hangs when unstyled, though. In fact, she rather loves it, seeing him a bit more ruggedly handsome, and certainly reminiscent of past times.

Her hands absently play over his chest, in turn. ]

It's hard to imagine that I ever got away with pushing you around, now! Could you even imagine where we'd be, if you'd continued to let me get away with it?

I'm certain I wouldn't have been head of Dispatch. And from what I've heard, no one else would have wanted the job with you on board as an agent.

[ Oh Management told him all about his replacement once he was gone. He'd only shook his head, a mixture of wondering who would be so foolish as to take it and why no one else could figure out how to deal with her. It's so natural for him, after all. ]

Hm! [ Her gaze wanders, a hand finding its way to rest at her lips. ] I could have single-handedly been the death of the London division!

[ But, on a more serious note, her eye meet his once more. ]

No one would have been a suitable replacement, in any case.

I should have you apologize to the current head of Dispatch. I'm sure you put him though quite a bit.

[ Not that he cares about the man or his feelings, but it would be amusing to watch. But for now, his eyelids are growing heavy. Tonight was extra exhausting, after all, having held her up nearly the entire time. ]

He actually came back?

[ The redhead scoffs-- but then she catches the sleepiness in his tone, ans the droop of lids over his vibrant eyes. With a small crooked smile, she leans in to peck his lips. ]

But we can speak of that tomorrow.

If only because you were no longer there. Knox has been by himself, otherwise.

[ The tiny peck gets him to quiet up about it, though. Much like earlier, he pulls Grell tight against him, enjoying scent of her hair and touch of her bare skin against his own. ]

[ That gets her to quiet, as well. Not only the snuggling-- mentioning that Ronald had been by himself gets her to think a bit. She may actually feel guilty for that. At least he's likely been given a pay raise, on top of the overtime pay...

Shaking her head, she nuzzles under his chin, relaxing with a long sigh. ]

Dream sweetly, my love.

Hm.

[ His way of wishing her a good night's sleep, as well. That night is most certainly the best night's sleep William's ever experienced. And he never thought that it would be with Grell curled up beside him. Upon waking, all he finds himself wanting to do is stay there, warm and happy. If it weren't for Grell needing to work today, he'd have gladly let her sleep in with him.

Alas. With a pat to her back he speaks her name just loud enough to rouse her from her slumber. ]

Grell...

[ Cheek pressed to his shoulder, her mouth hangs open just so, positively deep in slumber. The pat only barely rouses her -- but it's William speaking her name that has the reaper's lashes fluttering. With a sigh of protest, she turns her face to press into his skin. ]

Nnn...

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