Later that day, Grell overheard some scolding going on in William's office. Who did something this time? Grell was the only one who got to be scolded by William! He crept up and put his ear to the door, listening.
"You should know better than this, kid! I thought you got straight A's in Shinigami School! I mean, what is with this shoddy work? I'm not mad, Ronald, I'm just disappointed."
"Yes, sir, I know. I'll redo it."
"Good. You know, having a job isn't just all play- just because you're out of school doesn't mean you can slack off, ok?"
"Ok."
Grell was a bit surprised. As far as he knew, the goody-two-shoes Ronald always completed his assignments on time. This was pretty out-of-character. Then again, Grell knew, being in love made things like work harder to concentrate on, so he couldn't blame the little blonde.
He quickly walked back to his cubicle though, not wanting to be discovered peeking. So he didn't see Ronald's smile as he left William's office.
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It was nighttime now, and Grell was in the library of cinematic records, reading up on what Sebastian was doing. It was all pretty boring. Washing dishes, fixing holes in the wall, making tea. He closed the record and looked up. William had just entered the room, looking for a record, but when he saw Grell began to retrace his steps.
He wasn't fast enough. Grell skipped up to the taller man and wrapped his arms around him.
"And just where are you going, Will…?"
"That's none of your business, Sutcliff. Now get off me."
He shrugged the redhead off, just to have Grell readjust and link arms, leaning on his shoulder.
"Oooh, Will, you're so COLD! I just love it when you play hard to get- it makes things so much more interesting, you know?"
Grell got a face full of death scythe, and jumped back, clutching his nose where William had pinched it.
"Ouch! Is that any way to treat a lady, Will darling?"
"No, it's not. I'll make sure to refine my behaivior when I see one pass by." William retorted, walking away.
Grell pouted. That was just plain insensitive.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ronald walking briskly towards William, papers in hand.
"Sir, Spears sir! I re-did my paperwork! I apologize about before!" William looked around for who was speaking. A hand lightly touched his wrist, and he whirled around.
"Grell! I told you to- oh, Ronald, it's you." Looking down, he saw Ronald was still touching his wrist. "If you'll please refrain from invading my space, Ronald, I'll be happy to take those papers."
Ronald quickly put that hand to his side and held out his papers. William took at them and inspected them, finding their quality much better than previous.
"Just don't let it happen again Ronald."
"Yes, William."
"What was that?"
"I mean, yes, SIR,"
"That's right." And with that he walked back to his office. Ronald walked the opposite direction. But this time, Grell saw his face- the blonde was smiling.
