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Grelle let out a pained groan. “Stop that hurts Y/n! Stop!” You cut her off, covering her mouth with your free hand. “You need to clean your wounds!” Grelle whined, as she licked out hand, making you pull your hand away. You looked at her. “G-Grelle!” You said, face red. “Oh darling, I’m sorry- it’s just been a stressful day, and with my body not healing properly-”.
You put pressure on her wound, trying to get her to shut up. A slight smile crept onto her face. “Bassy was so~ mean today. He beat the living daylights out of me, and now here I am, bleeding and beaten.” She sighed. “Aw, poor baby. Do you want me to kiss your boo boo?” You teased, making a little baby face at her. Grelle’s cheeks flushed a rosy pink and she looked at you. “I wouldn’t mind if you did…It’s been an awfully stressful day, darling.” You flushed red at the thought.
“Aw, your face is almost as red as my hair, darling~!” She sighed, subconsciously twirling a strand of her hair with her finger. “Oh, hush! Brace yourself, this is going to hurt, okay Grelle?” you said, making sure she was ready. “Yes, I’m ready.” You applied a lot of bacitracin and other ointments to clean your wounds. Grelle bit her lip, muffling a groan. looking away from you as she tried to hide her teary eyes.
“Grelle, dear, you don’t need to act like it doesn’t hurt…it’s just us here.” you assured her, smiling as you wiped away her tears with your thumb. She kept biting her lip, letting more tears fall. You took off your glove, cupping her face in your hands. You wiped her tears and embraced the silently crying red-head. “Oh, let it all out Grelle, I’m here.”
As she cried into your shoulder, you rubbed circles on her back, being careful not to touch any wounds. “Oh thank you darling…” she said, almost muffled. “Anytime, dear. Would you like to rant some more?” You stroked her hair. Oh how you’d forgotten how soft it felt. “No, I’m okay, Y/n…I just- Today has been bad, to say the least, and you doing this for me, well, I couldn’t have asked for a better best friend. Funny thing is, today was supposed to be my day off!”
You felt your heart twinge at that phrase. ‘Best friend’. Is that all you were to her? She chases down these men who will never reciprocate her feelings, and often gets beat up for it, literally! “Grelle, I-” She didn’t listen, cutting you off and resting on her office chair. “How was your day?” She asked you. “I admit, I am a wee bit curious as to what went on with your day.”
“Well, I just…I-” You stuttered, finding it hard to form words. Was it always this hot in her office? “Hm? Everything alright darling?” She asked, looking at you up and down. “I-I made some things for you.” She looked into your e/c eyes, smiling. “Was that all you needed to say, darling?” Your cheeks flared up. ‘Darling’. She kept calling you that, over and over. It was making you go insane.
“I made your favorite…” You muttered, reaching into your bag to grab a bento box filled with Grelle’s favorite snacks. She looked inside the box, smiling as soon as she saw the contents. “Y/n you didn’t have to…” She smiled, looking at the strawberries, cherries, and other red assorted snacks.
You smiled innocently, looking into her green, glossy eyes.”oh stop that!” Grelle said, looking away. “Stop what? You asked, confused. “Stop being so charming..you know how to give a girl butterflies, y/n, don’t you…” Grelle spat, wanting to embrace you so badly, unable to due to her wounds. “I have never flirted with anyone before…nor have I dated someone.”
“That can’t possibly be true, for even I have not met someone as wonderful, as amazing, and drop-dead gorgeous as you are~” You looked away, your face red with embarrassment. “D-don’t flatter me..” You said, as Grelle sat on top of you, in your lap, hugging you, and pulling you close. “G-Grelle wait-”
“Shhhh…” Grelle said, putting a finger to your lips (ooOH SPICY STEAMY- )as she kept hugging you, soon yawning and falling asleep in your arms.(got you mf :cool:) You told Will that you would do all of Grelle’s work for the night, soon taking her to her room and putting her on the bed. You made sure not to wake her as you finished her paperwork. You laid down next to her, making sure to not touch her wounds as you traced her old scars with your thumb, sighing as you yourself fell asleep.
The next morning you walked with Grelle into the city. (yes, nyc. Ik they are in britain but let's just pretend, shall we? 😂) Grelle wrapped her arms around yours, not letting go. “Grelle, what are you doing?” You asked her, looking at her holding your arm tightly. “I don’t want to get lost, darling, so I’ll hold onto you until we get onto the bus.”
The two of you would walk around, exploring the loud, crowded city. You found your bus stop and waited there for a while, the bus coming soon after. You paid the fare, and took your seats at the very back of the bus.
“Grelle, you can let go now..” You said, looking at Grelle still holding on tightly. “Aw, but Y/n, I like to hold you! You’re so warm!” You blushed slightly, as Grelle rubbed her face on your sleeve. “I like your crimson coat..” You complimented, changing the topic. “As the only lady in the retrieval division of the British branch, It’s an absolute must!”
“Hey, Grelle, do you remember the Devil Six poll?” You asked, playing with her hair. “Hm? Of course, I came in 4th! And Bassy, that charmer came in 1st!” You sighed sadly, coming in 16th place. “Do you think Sebastian’s more charming than I am, Grelle?” You teased, laughing a bit. “Oh of course not, Y/n.” Grelle said, “Bassy may be charming, and handsome, but none are as stunning as you are darling.”
“Grelle stop flirting with me-” You yelped as she picked you up and jumped on the top of the bus. “Grelle, what are you-” “Shhhh!” She said, standing up and looking around. “There’s a soul being reaped that’s not on the ledger..”
“The Undertaker!? But he- he died!” You panicked, hyperventilating. “I- Darling it’s okay! I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to make you panic- We don’t know if it was him for sure, darling.” She calmed you down, hugging you and rubbing circles on your back, just as you had done for her.
“Grelle, I-” You stammered, as she hushed you. “We’re safe darling, I just felt a disturbance nearby…I promise it’s nothing now.” “If you say so, Grelle…” You didn’t believe her, looking away. You tried to get back into the bus but Grelle stopped you, pulling you close and making you sit in her lap.
“Stay with me, darling. I haven’t been to the city yet, so I’m worried I’ll get lost..” Grelle whined, holding you close to her. “Alright my beautiful crimson rose. I’ll stay.” You said, kissing her on the cheek as a joke. She blushed a bit and kissed your cheek, smiling. “Call me that again, darling, I like that name.” She hummed, putting her chin on your shoulder.
“M-my beautiful crimson rose…” You muttered, almost not audible over the noises of the city. She shuddered, smiling with her teeth showing. “Wait a second…did you- did you just say I’m ‘yours’?” She asked, now looking into your eyes.
“I-it was an accident I swear-” You said, right away, not realizing what you said. “Aw, don’t be shy, Y/n. I really, really liked that…Call me yours again!” She smiled wider, as you said it again. “Oh yes~! I love that name! That’s it! You can call me a crimson rose~”
She shuddered again, hugging you. “Oh Y/n~ This is so much better than I’m with Bassy~” It makes sense, because Sebastian aka Bassy, doesn’t respect her pronouns, and beats her up, and quite literally. “Grelle, tell me honestly…what do you think of me? Am I your lover? Your best friend? What AM I to you?”
“You…You’re…Y/n well- could you give me a bit of time?” She asked, rubbing the back of her neck with her gloved right hand. You looked away. “Sure. It’s January 14th. On February 14th I’ll ask again.”