He clenched his jaw, his eyebrows burrowing together. He turned his face to the window, watching a certain annoying redhead flaunt his head back in laughter as he listened to another boy's joke. He was sat up onto a desk; his legs crossed one another and casually flirted with the group around him.
William looked away, why in the world was he so infuriated with this image? So riled, so jealous? He shook his head. That couldn't be right.
There had to be a reasonable explanation for this.
He sighed; he needed to step outside to clear his thoughts. William slid out of his seat, grabbing his books he travelled rapidly towards the door, his motive clear in his mind.
"Ah, Will?"
William froze; he turned to face the redhead, a cold glare meeting his curious golden-green eyes. Grell pursed his lips, smiling slightly. The students crowded around him became frightened, murmuring crude thoughts to one another.
"Hm~ Will's eyes are so sexy!~" Grell clapped his hands together, his smile widening. The crowd agreed, laughing nervously. William scrunched his eyebrows.
"What do you want Sutcliff?"
Grell suddenly jumped off the seat, waving to the crowd behind him. Various students smiled falsely, waving back to him, suddenly turning around coldly whispering dark thoughts hidden in their souls.
The redhead bounced towards the darker-haired one, smiling as he gripped William's arm. William sighed; he'd already grown tired of attempting to peel the thing off, the two of them walked side by side into the hallway, William leaned closer to the shorter boy.
"You realize none of them are your friends' right? They're just using you for power and money." He spoke in a low husky voice, looking down onto the redhead sceptically.
Grell smiled softly, a tinge of sadness appearing on his face. He sighed, shrugging his shoulders and giving William a large innocent smile.
"Yes, Will. I'm quite aware of that." He chuckled, William deepened his frown. "In any case Will, I'm happy that at least you're my friend no matter what!"
William pursed his lips, almost forming a smile down onto the flamboyant redhead.
"Well, unless you want to be more than that~" He winked flirtatiously, William froze, threw Grell off of him and started to walk much quicker ahead.
"Awh! Will! Come back!~ I can be the dominant one if you want!~" Grell shouted to him from the end of the hall, William clenched his teeth, his face becoming a bright shade of embarrassment. He turned around quickly and efficiently threw a book directly onto Grell's forehead, causing him to fall dramatically onto the floor.
How much of an idiot can he be? Yelling something so embarrassing and something so contradicting. Honestly, if anything happened William was positive he'd be the dominant one, there was no bloody way Grell would be on top.
Wait, what?
William smacked himself, how could such a disturbance of bubbly red headedness be such an influence onto him? He kept repeating Grell's words subconsciously to himself. "Well, unless you want to be more than that~"
Do I want to be more than that?
He clenched his jaw, pushing up his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he hurried down the large flight of stairs. He couldn't believe he was going to do this, especially to the person he was going to ask.
He was going to ask advice from Eric.
X
William found himself instantly regretting his decision as he walked up to the three students sitting casually on the ground outside in the courtyard. Eric was sitting up against a wall, casually smoking a cigarette and staring up at the blue sky. Alan and Levi were playing a game of cars, Levi smiling excitingly and Alan smiling calmly, although it was no doubt Alan was winning.
William walking rapidly, threw the cigarette from his mouth onto the floor and stepped on it.
"Hey! What was that for William?" Eric shouted angrily up to the tall dark haired student, his palms clenched in a fist.
"If you want to smoke Eric, then do it outside of the Academy. It is against school regulations to smoke on the Academy's property." William pushed his glasses up his nose, having a seat beside Eric on the floor.
Eric looked at him sceptically, shrugging his shoulders. He put the packet back into his vest pocket, turning to stare at William, his eyebrow raised.
"So? What can I do for ya boss? You never visit like this." He smiled, pulling the sunglasses he was currently wearing on top of his head.
William sighed, "I need… I need advice Eric."
Eric's jaw dropped.
William became nervous and flustered, "what I mean is Slingby, I… I'm confused. I'm so very, very confused Slingby."
"Knew it. You owe me ten bucks Alan."
William frowned, slapping Eric's head with the black book he was currently carrying around with him.
"Ouch. Sorry boss, it's just that all of us think you'd end up with Grell, that's all honest!" Eric flailed his arms frantically, Alan chuckled from behind them.
William sighed deeply, massaging the sides of his forehead with his hand. "That's… That's actually what I came to talk to you about."
Eric stared up at him, completely and utterly surprised.
"I have no idea what to do. I'm completely defenseless against him. I-I haven't got the slightest idea about what the bloody hell this means." He ran his fingers through his slightly disfigured hair, "I should be focused entirely on my studies. But I can't stop thinking about that flamboyant idiot."
To William's surprise, Eric burst in laughter.
"Aha, sorry boss. You surprised me so much, I couldn't help myself." Eric wiped away the tears forming at his eyes, "you know boss, you're an idiot. Do you not realize this entire time Grell has been trying to be with you? It's not just flirtin' either boss." Eric winked, giving William a toothy-grin.
William pursed his lips, "how do you know? I certainly couldn't tell."
"That's cause' you're oblivious boss. Why don't you just ask him?"
"Ask him huh?"
X
William found himself dazed for the rest of the day, avoiding Grell at all costs and decided to focus completely onto his studies. He found himself sighing as he walked the dark hallways.
Unfortunately, the redhead spotted him from down the hall, waving frantically and running in his direction. Suddenly, a group of inappropriate female students approached William.
He frowned, looking down on them. The girls all looked the same, their floppy hair primp and proper, their faces caked with makeup and all following their 'leader'.
She had a large bust; her uniform unbuttoned enough to show cleavage. She swayed her curvy hips flirtatiously, batting her large lashes up to him. Her short brown hair was curled, and her eyes weren't covered by the glasses needed for all Death Gods'. She pursed her large lip-glossed lips, a smile appearing on her face.
"William T. Spears isn't it?" Her voice was light, but seemed to have ulterior motives behind it. "I've been watching you for a while, and I think you're my type." She winked, William frowned in disgust. He ignored her and continued walking; Grell had frozen in the middle of the hall staring at them blankly.
The girl caught up to William, cutting him off. "Well, you don't have to make a decision so rashly. Since I'm good looking, and you're positively good looking, I think we should hook up," she pressed her boobs up to William's lower chest, "I promise I could show you a good time." She whispered to him in a husky, sexual tone.
Ironically, this seemed to disturb William further, reminding him of that thing.
"I do apologize miss, but I have no further time to waste with you and frankly I'm disappointed you wasted so much of mine. To be honest, I have no interest in you and you're mistreatment of our Academy's uniform. If you'll excuse me."
He stared her down with cold eyes, and then briskly walked down the hall, meeting up with a dumbfounded Grell.
"Will." He stared up at him confusingly, "I-Why did you… What?"
William raised an eyebrow, "Why are you so confused Sutcliff?"
Grell stared up astonished, and began chuckling. William T. Spears, the most profound man alive, had just rejected Alice Cunningham, the most popular girl in school―or the 'queen whore' as Grell liked to put it.
Hm. Grell thought anxiously as he chased William down the hall, maybe there's a chance for me after all.
"So…" William commented casually, "Who was that?"
X
The few next days, William had become more and more nervous with confronting Grell about his 'feelings', and more and more irritated with that girl's interruptions throughout the day.
He earnestly thought he was going to die. If he didn't get enough of Grell's idiotic pathetic attitude, he certainly did of this Alice girl. It was almost as if she enjoyed William cutting her off so suddenly in conversation, and the rude remarks he's told her.
He was tired of this.
He walked to his dorm sleepily, yawning as he attempting to find his key in his vest pocket. He glanced down briefly to find an envelope addressed with his name on it, along with a kiss implanted onto it with red lipstick.
He tore open the packaging, reading the letter quickly.
Dear my darling William~
Come meet me in our 'secret room', I have a surprise for you!
Yours truly,
Grell.
William raised his eyebrow cynically, it was already so late in the evening, and couldn't Grell just have gotten him himself? Although it seemed like Grell's fashion to write a letter, however William still seemed suspicious.
He scrunched his eyebrows and frowned deeply, briskly walking down the hallway and into the staircase. He eventually found his way in the darkness to their 'secret room', he found the door was already opened slightly and the candle was shining inside. William pursed his lips, stepping inside, the door closed slowly behind him.
Grell walked happily to their dorm, he had been asked to stay a bit later by his superiors to ask some questions, which Grell had already been so used to. He walked into his dorm, expecting to find William, lamp open and reading a novel or reviewing his studies. William had made it apparent that he wouldn't sleep without Grell in the dorm safe as well.
However, there was no one in the dark room. Grell pursed his lips, surprised. He walked over to his bed, finding a letter. His eyes widened as he tore up the envelope, finding that the letter was from William, explaining to him that he wants Grell to come join him in their 'secret room.' Grell scrunched his eyebrows in worry; it wasn't like William at all to write Grell a letter. In pursuit, Grell sprinted out the dorm and down the hallway.
William turned around, finding a busty girl with curvy hips instead of a flat man with a slim figure. Confused, William opened his mouth to confront her.
She smiled, putting a finger to William's lips. "You know I want you William T. Spears. And I know…" She trailed a finger down William's chest, batting her eyelashes up at him, "I know you want me too."
"What're you―" She pressed her finger harder on his lips.
"Sh. You don't have to say anything. I'll do all the work kay?" She winked.
"Unhand me right now Miss Cunningham. This is unacceptable behaviour."
"Oh?" Her voice became dark, threatening, "Why did you come William? Was it because I had put Grell's name instead of mine? Would you have come if it was my name? No you wouldn't."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You're in love with him aren't you?"
William's eyes opened wide, his heart beating loudly. Was he… Was he in love with Grell?
The door creaked open suddenly, exposing a panting redhead peeking through.
Alice clenched her fists, jumping up to meet her lips with William's. The two of them shared a quick kiss, which William was completely and utterly confused about.
He glanced back to Grell, the redhead's eyes widening, his eyebrows scrunched upwards in a heartbreaking expression. Grell dropped the envelope in his hands, tears forming at his eyes.
"Grell." William stared at the redhead, "Grell, this isn't―"
Liquid poured down Grell's face, as he tried to put his hand in front to cover it. "It-It doesn't matter anymore Will. It never mattered to you in the first place. How could I be so stupid?"
"What… What're you talking about?"
"Tch. You're so stupid, Will. You don't even know my feelings."
"…Feelings?"
"Do you want me to explain this to you Mr. Perfect Death God, here you are making out with slutty girls and you didn't even stop to think that maybe, just maybe I love you! Did you even think about that at least once?" Grell's voice was enraged, tears pouring down his cheeks and onto the floor. He took a sharp breath as William just stared blankly towards him.
"You bastard!" He screamed, running off towards the outside. William gritted his teeth, finding himself pushing the girl away from him and running after the crying redhead.
He chased him down the hall, grabbing his arm harshly and turning his body around to face William. Grell bit his lips, the tears flooding his face.
"What do you want?" He whispered bitterly, William frowned.
"I really can't comprehend you Grell Sutcliff! You're incredibly stupid, flamboyant and tend to act like a woman―although we both know you're a man, your obnoxious and disruptive and completely conceited. You have been flirting with me and everyone in this goddamn Academy ever since the first day, and then you say such strange things to me and I can't help it when I'm so utterly attracted to you that you're essentially serious for once, then you start crying like a blubbering dimwit and I have no idea how to deal with these feelings that I'm having and―"
William's ranting was suddenly cut off with Grell's warm lips pressed against William's. William returned the kiss, his arms looping down to grab Grell's hips, bringing them closer to his own body. The two shared their first sloppy kiss, Grell pulling back for air and the two of them panting uncontrollably.
"Ah," Pant. "Sorry, I just couldn't…" Pant. "Couldn't control myself when you're like that."
William panted, his face completely red. He stared down onto Grell, they're eyes meeting. And for once, William actually smiled.
