The one I run to
Summary: Monroe gets a knock on his door late one night and opens it to find a very tired and unset nick. Juliet has left nick because she can't stand the lies and who is the one person that nick will always run to.
12:57am the clock on Monroe's bed side table as he shifted out of his bed and towards the front door where the shy knocking was coming from. "I am not amused" was all he could think as he opened the door to a soaking wet, tired and depressed looking Grimm he knew as nick.
Monroe didn't need any blubad senses to knew that something bad had happened to the detective so he would save his rant about how he had woken him up in the middle of the night for a better day "hey buddy" Monroe said in most normal way possible for being woken up in the middle of the night/early morning "what's wrong?".
With that Monroe got a chest full of Grimm as the younger man ran into his arms gripping the blutbads night shirt and began sobbing violently.
Nick felt all of his bottled up emotions release as soon as Monroe asked that simple question, he tried to find a way to speak but all that did was release the tears and the sobs trapped inside of him from where he had refused to show Juliet when she had come home and told him it was over. Not knowing what else to do he hurled himself at his best friend and wept loudly into his shirt.
To say that Monroe was shocked at this point would be an understatement he had never seen the young man sad or depressed before and now here he was crying his eyes out into his shirt repeating "Juliette", "she left" and "all my fault". from theses few snippet of information Monroe could work out exactly what the Grimm was crying about, he knew that things had been rough on the couple for a few weeks with nick being both a homicide detective and a Grimm although he was shocked to her she had actually cold, flat dumped the poor guy. With that Monroe pulled himself and nick along to the living room and closed the front door he knew the Grimm needed a cry and probably a stiff drink but the doorway was no place to have it.
Nicks breathing was fast and uneven and his throat soon started to tear up from all the crying making him cough. He sat on the sofa with Monroe for a good thirty minutes before his crying stopped and he could let go of his friend moving back a little embarrassed.
As nick was about to apologise for busting into Monroe's house at this god forsaken hour and hugging him like a teddy bear and balling his eyes out Monroe stopped him with another hug "it's okay nick" he said in a warm and comforting way "stay here I'll go make us some tea".
Without a word nick sat there as Monroe fussed around him making him tea, towels and dry clothes demanding he stay the night, in the middle of all the fussing nick got up and hugged his friend. "Thanks Monroe, you're the one I can always run to when things like these happen".
Monroe blushed and felt his heart beat slightly faster at nicks words "y-yeah" he said nervously "no problem".
okay this is my first fanfic on so i'm new to using the site and i'm shit with technology so bear with me. I would like some feedback and it can be critical I know this fic isn't all that good but I hope to upload something better in the near future.
