Author's note: I promise, next time will once more be a much larger piece! And yeey for being at 10 percent already!
Summary: Griffin does not know what he sees when the lair is suddenly cleaned. GriffinxDavid
10/100: Productive
Griffin glanced around, unbelieving what he was seeing. They were living in this lair for a couple of weeks now, actually longer than he usually stayed at one place, and over time it had become cluttered. Dirty clothes had laid around the place, never having quite reached the washing basket or the washing machine, but now they had been collected and washed – even hanging to dry outside he noticed. Discarded boxes of take-away food had begun to pile on the various tables and other flat places, but were now gone.
The corner holding all the information on the Paladins and fellow Jumpers he had collected over the past years was cleared – for a moment he wondered where everything would be, but saw everything was neatly stashed away in folders with actual labels. Even the damned sheets of their bed were made.
The place was so unlike how it had been before he had left two days ago and to be honest it shocked him. It was not what he had grown accustomed to and everything he had was suddenly moved and cleared away.
The longer he was in the room, the more he started to appreciate the effort though. David clearly had put a lot of energy into this and perhaps it was better and cleaner than any of his previous lairs over the years.
Glancing sideways he saw the blonde standing against a doorframe, watching him as he had been looking around in shock. Griffin stepped closer towards David, a smile tugging on his lips.
"I never took you for a cleaning boy," Griffin said and all David could do was throw his head back and laugh heartedly.
"This was a one-time thing. Next time it's your turn."
"Who says there will be a next time?" Griffin murmured, as he stopped just a few inches in front of the slightly taller male. "How long do you think it will stay like this?" And with it he pulled David into a deep kiss, pulling him backwards towards the neatly made bed. If it were up to him he would ravish the place every day just to see that look of contentment on David's face.