Forgiven

[death_glare]

[ No one questioned anything when William suddenly left his office that morning. "I've been called to a meeting" was all the information he gave the rest of Dispatch. To them, it wasn't surprising, seeing as he was the head of the department. For William, however, the summoning came with zero notice. As he made his way to the upper managements' offices, all he could wonder was what issue his subordinates caused that he'd have to clean up after, this time.

It wasn't until lunch break that William returned to Dispatch. The others expected they'd get reprimanded for something, but William remained quiet, his face expressionless as he closed the door to his office. ]

Comments

[untodeath]

[ There's an uncertain hum, to that. ]

You pulled me out of a dark place. It was your change of heart that did that.

[death_glare]

[ Pushing his plate aside, he takes up his wine glass. ]

It shouldn't have come down to that.

[ He sounds disappointed in himself, apologetic even. ]

[untodeath]

[ She smiles nonchalantly, sitting back with her own wine glass. ]

We both know that life rarely works out the way it should.

[death_glare]

[ With a short sigh, he nods his head in agreement. ]

Or how you wish it to.

[untodeath]

[ Grell's hum of agreement reverberates through her glass whilst she drinks from it. ]

So, you see, I am very fortunate to have you here.

[death_glare]

[ Perhaps as proof of her claim, William raises from the table. He collects their dishes, depositing them in the sink, the returns to her side, extending a hand. ]

Let's move to the living room.

[untodeath]

[ With a surprised little grin, she reaches out to take his hand, pulling ehrself up - but not letting go. ]

Mm, I wouldn't mind that at all.

[death_glare]

[ Wine glass still in hand, he relocates them to the couch that was his bed only two days ago. The glass is placed on the side table and he sits himself in a way that Grell could easily settle herself beside him. ]

[untodeath]

[ She could, but the option of draping herself across his lap is far more tempting! Grell folds her legs into that empty spot he'd left for her, arms encircling his neck. ]

Tell me, Will... Now that you've chosen to live here, what are your desires out of life? Hm♥?

[death_glare]

[ For once, Grell isn't shoved to the floor. Not that he doesn't give a brief eye roll at her choice to sit on him instead of next to him. But he's really not surprised, at all. ]

Just, happiness. It's been so long. I'm ready to allow myself to be happy again.

[untodeath]

[ With a pleased little croon, she runs her fingertips through his hair, from his temple back and around his ear. ]

And I'm happy that you're willing to share such a thing with me.

[death_glare]

Opening up is another thing, I suppose.

[ His eyes shut briefly as she plays with his hair. ]

[untodeath]

You've been doing well at that, so far. Learning about you, I feel as though I'm falling in love all over again.

[ Fingers trailing down to the nape of his neck, she presses her lips to his temple. ]

[death_glare]

Good. I would have been rather peeved if I opened up to you and you were suddenly disinterested.

[untodeath]

[ With a tick of her tongue, Grell pulls back to give him a look! Even if it appears to be good natured. ]

Don't tell me you actually thought that.

[death_glare]

No. As if getting you to leave me alone would ever be that simple.

[ This silly mild banter is oddly calming. The way he settles into the couch, shoulders relaxing should say as much. ]

[untodeath]

[ Chuckling, Grell nuzzles in close to give him a kiss. ]

That's exactly so.

[death_glare]

[ He kisses back, humming contently against her lips. ]

I will ask you, then. Now that we're at this point, what new desires do you have?

[untodeath]

Well, I did promise you that I'll do whatever it takes to find said happiness-- so there's that.

[ Settling against him, she briefly hums in thought as she takes the last swig of her wine, then reaching out to place her glass beside his. ]

I don't know, do you think you're ready to hear the rest~?

[death_glare]

[ The content look from her first comment is immediately replaced with a look she knows far better. ]

We are not getting married.

[untodeath]

[ Oh, she actually looks a bit genuinely CRUSHED at that. Underneath her dramatic version, that is! With a pouty huff, she looks away! ]

You're definitely not.

[death_glare]

That's settled, then.

[ Even if she's being huffy, he knows she won't dare leave his lap, so he comfortably settles his arms around her. ]

Or was it something else?

[untodeath]

[ Okay, so she might enjoy having his arms around her, but she still won't look at him! ]

That was only part of it.

[death_glare]

Well?

[ He's looking at her expectantly, even if she's turned from him. ]

[untodeath]

[ Her mouth works a bit, not sure if she should really say-- but, well, he's literally asked for it. ]

I'd-- like to make you love me. Someday. Be married. Build a home. Have a family... [ She shifts, half expected to be shoved out of his lap, like old times. ] You know...