Hey guys! This is a fic I've been working on for some time, and I can finally post it! :D Its based of a headcanon of mine where reapers are an all male race, and it involves William x Grell. I hope you like it! ^^
Even though there was no one there apart from him, William's office was far from empty. Towers of papers and various files were stacked everywhere, leaving him in a fortress of paperwork while he sat writing furiously. William was always puzzled at the amount of overtime he had to do, but normally it was because of how much Grell slacked off.
William winced when he heard another round of loud cheers from the room below his. It felt like his colleagues never did overtime, or at least didn't bother. But he didn't care either way; this was where he would rather be. There was a party going on in the room below his office, and the music was so loud William could hear it booming through his walls. He saw no point in joining in, he would find nothing but a bunch of drunk reapers making fools of themselves. Besides, there were no women.
Well, in truth that was an understatement. Female reapers didn't exist, only male, and that was the way it would stay as far as William could tell. This obviously caused some problems among reapers, but most simply accepted this and developed an interest in men instead. This was the majority, but William was part of the minority that resisted this idea. It wasn't that he found it immoral, he just thought it could give people the wrong impression and he had to keep up his reputation. This is why he didn't approve of parties, as normally they would be full of reapers who wanted to have intercourse with everyone in sight. William thought reapers should be able to control themselves. They were not demons, after all.
The peace in William's office was broken when the door slammed open, revealing Ronald. He wobbled slightly in the doorway, and shakily ran a hand through his blonde streaked hair. William rolled his eyes; he was obviously drunk.
"Hey, what you doin in here William?" Ronald slurred, as he tried to keep his balance, "Come join the party. It's a madhouse down there, lotsa fun."
William adjusted his glasses indignantly. "No thank you, I have work to do," he scowled, annoyed at the reaper's intrusion.
Ronald frowned, as if William refusing the offer wasn't a possibility. "You're too stuffy William!" Ronald pouted, stomping around like a toddler. "Why can't ya be more like Grell?"
The name obviously struck a nerve when Ronald saw William wince. Grell Sutcliff…William could live a happy man if it meant he never became like him.
He peered up from his work to glare at Ronald. "He's down there? Well, I can't say I'm surprised." The reaper sighed and looked glumly at the towers of paperwork. "But he should be helping me. He got me into in this mess."
"Awh, don't be so cold," Ronald retorted, and William frowned at the comment. Just because he didn't throw himself at any man that passed by. Was dignity such a bad thing to possess?
William turned to Ronald, and was faced with the reaper still trying to keep himself from falling over. Maybe dignity was hard to come by.
"Anyway, what is Grell doing down there?" William asked, and with a slight blush quickly added "Never mind, I don't want to know."
Ronald gave a short laugh and stumbled towards the door. "Well, if you wanna have fun, come join us."
After William's office door closed shut, William gave another sigh. "Why me?" he groaned, getting back to his mountain of work.