A/N: I realise it's a bit late but my writing juices have been slowing. Well, not slowing just more leaning towards Sacrifice instead. Anyways, like I said, it's just a cute little bit of fluff and it's almost over! Then back to Eric and Alan and Seb being a bastard, enjoy!
PS: Thank you tons for the reviews! They've been very very sweet!
"Yay! It's my turn to be the boss this year~! So, Senior officer Knox, I need you to fill out these reports and make sure that the death lists are all ok! And you...Junior officer Spears...go get us some coffee!" Both William and Ronald stared at Grell as he bounced around the office, giggling like a school girl. William sighed and pushed up his glasses while Ronald flipped through the reposts. Grell stopped when he saw William standing there. "Look, I understand that you two are fighting but right now, Will you're a tea boy. Now go get our coffees dammit!"Ronald went to his desk and glared at Will, prompting him to leave the office with Grell hot on his heels.
"You don't need to follow me, Sutcliff. I'd rather not deal with your rubbish at the moment anyway," He sighed and shoved Grell out of the way, continuing on and down to the cafe near the ground floor, stopping short when he realised that other than himself and Mr. Anderson in Glasses, he hadn't the foggiest idea of what the others in the office had in the morning, or if they even prefferred coffee for that matter.
"a little bit of cream with orange, mint and cinnamon for Knoxie and Raspberry espresso with a bit of chili in it for me. Honestly Will, what sort of teaboy doesn't even know his own b-"
"Sutcliff! Ronald is not my..." he looked around before lowering his voice, "boyfriend. He made that prectly clear during the party that if I couldn't say anything then it wouldn't work out,"
"Yeah we all saw your little tiff, Will. Whatever the hell you said to our dear Ronnie-bug really hit him hard. He showed up at my door, stone drunk and crying like a little boy. Do you have any idea how hard it is to calm him down when he's upset? He even came in yesterday when no one else did and took care of our assigned deaths! Will, there were almost 400 people that died yesterday and all but 71 were suicides or murders. You really need to talk to him,"
"And you need to mind your own business, Boss." He shook his head and asked for the coffees as Grell described, pushing up his glasses and walking back up to the dispatch floor. The last thing he needed was relationship advice from Sutcliff of all people. So he had a fight with Ronald, big deal! He could take care of things on his own and that was how he was going to do it. He sighed quietly and set Ronald's coffee on the desk, getting a nasty look from the blond. Perhaps he deserved that after how he'd handled, or refused to handle the situation between them. Ronald couldn't be that angry could he?
"Ugh! Can't you do anything right, Will? This is Grell's coffee, you idiot!" Ronald cringed and stood up, running out of the room. William stared and set down the right coffees, running a hand through his hair before he followed after Ronald. It took a bit but it was impossible to misplace the sight of white shoes and two toned hair slipping into the mens room. The coffee couldn't have made him sick, that would just be silly. He dashed over before the door closed properly and slid in, making sure the door shut silently and remained quiet, peering around the corner to see where he'd gone. Looks like he'd not gone far, leaning over one of the sinks and sniffing quietly. He took his glasses off and tossed them towards the mirror, standing straight and wiping his eyes.
"Geez Ronald, look at you. You look a hot mess...What would Eric say? What about Alan? Better yet...what would William say about you looking like this...?"
"Well considering your show of emotions, I'd say you look extremely unprofessional. You know it's not encouraged to let your emotions interfere with your work," Ronald jumped and stared at him, wiping his eyes again. "You're not angry about the coffee are you, Knoxie?" He smiled a bit and pulled the blond into his arms, rubbing his back gently. "I apologise for my lack of tactfulness with this sort of thing. Such a long time with Sutcliff wasn't exactly helpful..."
"You're an idiot, Boss. You shouldn't let a bad time with Grell affect every relationship you have after him...her, whatever the hell he is this week," He chuckled a bit and hugged Will tight, still snifing quietly as a few stray tears fell onto Will's vest.
"I'm not the boss today, remember? Until tomorrow I'm simply Will, as much as I don't like it, we need to return before Sutcliff does and our coffees get cold," Ronald nodded but didn't make any effort to move, instead burying his head further into Will's chest. "I'm not off the hook though, am I?"
"Not by a longshot. You better make it up to me..."
"Why not spend new years together then...?"