"Clear" Shouted a paramedic as they shocked their patient yet again. Nothing happened. She wasn't coming back. That's where a certain brunette came in. That brunette being Alan Humphries. No one noticed him as he walked past doctors and crying family members. He walked up to the dying body and with one swipe collected her soul. The heart monitor signaling her struggle was over. As Alan walked away emotions swam through him. Emotions no shinigami should ever feel while on the job. Pain, sorrow, remorse...Guilt. He shook his head as he continued his walk back to dispatch where he'd, hopefully, go home afterwards.
Back at the Shinigami Dispatch building sat a normally flirty blonde. He was stuck. Alone. In the office. And bored out of his mind. All the things he hated the most. However, on the up side, in a little bit he'd be getting out and hopefully take home one of the cute secretaries. This blonde being none other than the reaper named Ronald Knox.
By the time that Alan got back it was 10:35. Only five more minutes until he was able to leave. As soon as he got into his office he was called down into William's office. He stood up with a sigh what did the man want now?
Down the hall in another office Ronald was called down into William's office as well. The blond walked down the wall way and reached for the door knob on the office door labeled William T. Spears, only to find out that there was another hand already there. He followed the arm up to see who it belonged to and was completely shocked to see it was Alan. Normally he worked with Grell or William. Not Alan. Not that he had a problem with the brunette it was just odd.
Similar thoughts went through Alan's mind. He stood there for a moment. He was always so use to working with Eric, why Ronald all of a sudden? He shrugged it off and opened the door, walking inside and watching as the blond followed.
Ronald shut the door to the dark office. William placed a file on the desk in front of them and pushed it forwards. Alan picked it up and started to look through it before Ronald even had the chance to look at it. " Knox, Humphries, you are to work on this assignment together, is this understood?" The raven haired man did not wait for an answer before continuing. "Personally I would have preferred to go but I am needed here. You two are to investigate this demon. Find out all you can about here. You are NOT to interact with her. All we already know about her is in the file. Tomorrow you are to be at the London Bridge at midnight. Due to budget cuts you two will be sharing a room." William gave them the name of the inn they'd be staying at tonight and for the next few days and sent them off.
The two walked up to the black cat inn half an hour later after picking up their clothing and everything they'd need. They walked into the dimly light lobby and checked in. They quickly found their room and weren't amused to find it only had one full-sized mattress, a few chairs, and a small nightstand with a clock.
Ronald placed his bag and mower-shaped scythe against the wall and sat in one of the chairs. Alan took a look around and coughed into his hand. Ronald thought nothing of it until one cough became Alan collapsed on the floor coughing and gasping for air. The blonde got up and wrapped his arms around the other man, pulling him into his lap.
After about half an hour, Alan's attack finally came to an end. His head was leaning against Ronald's shoulder and he was taking deep breaths. Ronald looked down at the reaper in his lap and did the only thing that felt natural. He cupped Alan's cheek and kissed him. Alan's eyes shot open. "R-Ronald?" He stuttered as he pulled back slightly, a bright blush painting his face. Brown hair hid most of the shock on his face. "Sorry...I didn't me-" The blond muttered. A blush creeping across his features matching Alan's. However before he could finish he was quickly cut short by pale pink lips pressed against his own. Ronald's eyes shot open but soon slid close as he kissed back.
The hours passed and the two found themselves yawning and half asleep. The blonde picked the other up in his arms and carried him to the bed. Ronald laid Alan down under the covers, removed the brunette's glasses, and was about to turn and go sleep in a chair when a hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. Ronald looked down to see Alan gripping his wrist and looking tiredly up at him. "Sleep with me, "Alan asked quietly, "please?" Ronald smiled softly "Alright." The blonde shut off all the lights and took off his glasses before he crawled into the bed next to the other. Alan instantly curled next to the heat that was Ronald.