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[ Word travels fast around the office. By the time Grell had returned from her shift to submit the appropriate paperwork, a secretary had already asked her if she'd been by to check on Mister Spears.

Now, she had known that he had been sent on an investigative mission with Ronald earlier that day, so she immediately assumed the worst. Demanding to know where to find them sent her bolting off to the lower levels. The new recruits were smart enough to dash out of the way - and some of them even directed her to the appropriate department; the optometrist's office, where she found William sulking in the lobby.

The poor man was without his glasses, but aside from a scuffed cheek and some healing bruises, appeared to be in one piece. It was his pride that seemed wounded, as the very air about him seemed heavy. ]

Oh, Will.

[ Heaving a sigh of relief, she sinks down into the chair beside him. Though knowing fully well that he won't like it, she won't be kept from fussing over him; reaching out to gingerly dash back some of his hair left mussed by his scuffle, while taking a good look at his wounds. ]

What did I tell you about taking care of your glasses, mm?

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Isn't it? We've been considered well acquainted for more than one hundred years, and we hadn't the small talk to show for it, you know?

[ But with that last mention, she'll be peeking over her shoulder, happiness tinting her cheeks. ]

We're making up for it, though. Yes.

[ Thankfully, she's discarding any leftovers into the boxes used for their desserts, to be tossed away for later. Beginning to hum a tune, she easily locates the soap under the sink, and gets to giving their dishes a wash.

It won't be the most stellar job. They'll lack a good polish and be left with water spots - but she's trying! ]

Slowly, but yes, we are. And I'm not opposed to that continuing.

[ The darkness behind the open blinds lets William know that it's getting late. He stands from the table, pushing in his chair before making his way to the doorway leading to the hall. ]

I am going to ready myself for bed. Feel free to join me once you've finished here.

[ And he's off down the hall and into his bedroom. ]

[ That creates pause. Grell must ask herself if she understood that properly. Joining him... in getting ready for bed?

Well, of all the times she doubted herself this evening, she hadn't been wrong...! ]

Ah-- yes, of course, darling! I'll be right there!

[ Finishing with the dishes in a hurry, she's just left to toss the trash into the bin and wash up-- she's never been so focused on household chores! It almost makes her proud.

With an accomplished sigh, she pushes her shoulders back and struts her way after William. ]

[ As if the heavens are giving her a reward for good housekeeping, Grell will be greeted with a lovely sight upon entering the bedroom. Bare from the waist up, William's only just now unfolding his night shirt to put on. Grell will get a view of the man's profile as he fusses with the buttons that stripe down the center of the shirt. All smooth, lightly tanned skin and toned muscles - William's most likely unaware of just how attractive he is. ]

[ He didn't move to the bathroom, or bother to lock himself into anywhere, as would seem likely for him... As so, she can't imagine that it wasn't intentional! Is he teasing her?

Fanning herself, Grell exhales a breath as quietly as she may. Waiting until he slips the shirt over his shoulders, she then moves closer to glide a hand along his shoulder, as she rounds to his front. ]

May I help? Buttons must be the worst.

[ As quiet as she's attempting to be, William can usually sense when she's around. But he makes no move to hide himself away, instead keeping his normal stiff stance as she steps between him and the dresser. He looks to where her eyes are, keeping contact, as best he can, for a long moment.

Finally he nods, dropping his own hands to his sides and looking to where he's expecting her to take over. ]

Honestly, you're exceeding expectations on asking permission first. I'm almost inclined to say that I'm impressed.

[ Ah, there's that eye contact again. Grell's tongue briefly passes between her lips, attempting to slow her heart, if just a little. She's unbearably attracted to him right now, and being too forward will ruin everything.

Eyes scanning down the length of his torso, they arrive at his waist - where she will begin fastening his buttons. ]

Well, I'm rather enjoying the results.

Then, it will do you good to continue.

[ The faint touch of Grell's fingertips as she buttons is comforting in an odd way. Though, William doesn't let it show on his face, he's wondering if he should allow her more contact this evening. It's a decision that has a lot riding on it, after all. ]

I assume you'll be starting your nightly routine, yes?

[ That faint touch, the superb view at close vicinity, and how he'd looked at her just playing through her mind on repeat... Ah, yes, she should start her routine, opting for a cold shower instead of the bath. ]

Mm-hm♥. Did you wish for me to put the record on again?

If you would.

[ With her finished, he moves away towards the bed. He doesn't say thank you, but his calm tone pervades it perfectly.
The heavy blankets are pulled back and William climbs beneath them. Shifting the pillows around, he finally finds things comfortable enough to settle down. ]

Of course.

[ Fondly touching her hand to his chest as he turns away, Grell excuses herself to go do just that - and congratulates herself for managing to hold it together before that fantastic temptation of a man.

With a record chosen, suitable for relaxation, she's returns to the room while loosening her neck bow, rather looking forward to undressing for the evening. Even moreso to crawling into bed with William. ]

Give me a shout if you need me, mn?

[ There's only a grunt from William, as he's fully burrowed his way under the blankets. When Grell returns, he'll be snoring softly, the light music and warmth of the covers having lulled him to sleep. ]

[ Grell emerges from the bathroom feeling clean, beautiful, and far more toward the sane side of the spectrum. At last, she can crawl into bed safely--

And there is William, having completely dozed off. With a sigh, her features ease into a softened smile. It's endearing, in a way - but that snoring won't do, so she feels no remorse in having to stir him when she crawls into bed. ]

Will? [ Having slipped under the covers, she scoots in close, dashing her fingers through his hair a bit. ]

Hm?

[ His eyes half open, taking in the field of red that's before him. He must have fallen asleep, as he doesn't recall Grell returning from the bath. Without meaning to, a pleased sound escapes him at the fingers massaging his scalp. Something that he quickly protests with a clearing of his throat. ]

[ With a giggle, she'll make sure to stroke along his scalp just once more, before she shifts to settle her hand onto his pillow beside him. ]

You were snoring, my dear. [ Shifting to remove her glasses, she reaches over him to leave them at the nightstand. When pulling back, she remains leaned onto him just slightly, arm resting over his chest. ] If you're unopposed to it, I would love to sleep as we were last night.

[ He makes sure to keep himself quiet at the second run through his hair. ]

I would prefer to sleep on my side tonight.

[ And he shifts without giving her time to respond. It forces her to move off of him as he rolls to his right side, but at least he's chosen to face her! ]

[ Grell squeaks when she's plunked onto her side! With a huff, she settles her head atop her hand, now face to face with the stubborn man. ]

I meant with the cuddling.

I understood that.

[ A huff back! ]

But I would like to be comfortable before you go climbing all over me.

[ And he's setting about re-configuring his sleeping space again. And finally done, he lets his eyes rest on his companion. Much like yesterday, he lifts one arm to give Grell access to the small space right up against his chest. ]

Well?

Fair enough, I suppose.

[ Okay, so she can't help but giggle. Between the ridiculous tat and William's wriggling, it makes for a silly scenario, to say the least - and, most importantly, he's allowing her into his space anyway!

With a purring sort of hum, Grell shifts to slide her arm under his, so that it may settle over his waist. Using his extended arm as her pillow, she contently nestles against his neck. Immediately, she can feel herself relax while nuzzling into place with a happy sigh. ]

[ His arm will most likely fall asleep during the night, but he allows her to rest her head upon it, for now. His opposite arm snakes around her middle, rubbing idly at the small of her back. It's awhile before he says anything more, simply breathing calmly. ]

I'd forgotten how nice it feels to fall asleep next to someone.

Mn. Little else compares.

[ William's hands are warm, comforting. The affection comes as something of a surprise, and reflexively, she holds him just the slightest bit closer. ]

I'm going to miss this.

Perhaps we can indulge one another every so often.

[ He places emphasis on the last part so she knows he's not asking her to move in or anything. As they lay there, Grell will feel William's body slowly relaxing, the tension slipping out of his back and shoulders. ]

--Really?

[ Though too relaxed to be overly rambunctious now, the happiness in her tone is still evident. Softly winding her hold on his shirt, she nuzzles into his neck once more! ]

Oh, Will, I'd very much like that... Mn, days will be much more bearable in which I know you'll be waiting for me.

[ There's an intake a breath at her nuzzling that he didn't quite expect. ]

Something to look forward to, for once. Don't make me regret this decision to open up to you. I'm enjoying it so far.

As have I, Will. I couldn't afford to lose it...

[ Ah, there's a strong temptation to press her lips to the sensitive spot she's discovered - but she's said that she'd leave the next opportunity to him! Perhaps that was a foolish mistake.

As such, the faintest brush of her lips remains only that. She'll nestle down against him with an unseen pout! ]

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