It was astoundingly sweet- the way the elder shinigami kissed the young red headed reaper in his arms. But it was a dream. It was always a dream. Grell knew that. But he decided to just go along for the ride, and enjoy the fantasy while he could.
Image after image- scene after scene flew by. Each one causing Grell's heart to accelerate in his sleep. He could almost feel the chaste, moist kisses being placed all over his face, and down his neck and chest. He laughed quietly- Or at least his dream self did.
William…
Unexpectedly, the dream mirage of his superior answered him, voice soft and gentle- Very unorthodox for the strict reaper.
You're positively hopeless, Sutcliff… Perhaps that is why I need to stay. You need constant supervision, and even more than that to keep you from doing something you'll regret. Although I suppose you give me my effort's worth.
Oh Will. Sarcastic and stony- even in Grell's dreams. But he'd never have it any other way.
Slowly, the colors in the picturesque scene started to bleed, leaving only the main focus clear. Grell lying in his bed, William standing beside him, but bent over and close to the red head's face.
Now the colors in the elder reaper's eyes were starting to run as he lifted a gloved hand to cradle his red headed lover's cheek. A flicker of a smile ghosted his lips before he pressed them to Grell's ever-so-gently.
Black.
Grell groaned softly, running his fingers through his long red locks as he sat up in bed. He saw something shift towards the door, then freeze. The shinigami quickly snatched his glasses from the bedside table, pushing them onto his face.
"Will..?"
William stood at his associate's door, hand on the knob. His face was blank as usual, but his eyes seemed different… Softer. Then- just like in Grell's dream- the older shinigami smiled.
"Good night… Milady."
And just like that, William was gone.
"Milady?" Grell looked down at his sheets, face flushed bright red. William had NEVER refered to him as a lady before, claiming it was wrong and bizarre. But this…? This changed everything. Where did this put them? Were they now in a courtship? Would it last? Where would it lead to? No. No, he was over thinking this completely.
"One step at a time. Sleep now, questions and gushing emotions later." Grell laid back against the pillow, closing his eyes as he turned onto his side. A smile crept onto his lips, and stayed there as sleep consumed him once more.
"Good night, my love…"