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6
Grell worriedly knocked on the door to Rosie's room yet again. Rosie had come home from school and went straight up to her room. For what reason, Grell didn't know, but he was determined to find out why she hadn't come out in hours. "Rosie, dear." Grell spoke, getting another idea. "I don't know what's wrong, but I'm coming in. Okay?" No response. Grell carefully opened the door, and found Rosie asleep in her bed. He smiled with relief. No wonder she wasn't responding.
"You could've just told me you were going to sleep." Grell smiled, sitting down next to Rosie and placing her head on his lap. He gently stroked her hair as he felt her shudder. "It's alright, dear." He whispered comfortingly as he saw her crying. It hurt him to see her cry, and he wondered what awful dream she was having that could've caused this. Much to his dismay, Rosie began crying harder. Grell frowned; what sort of awful nightmare was his rose having? He carefully sat Rosie in his lap, her head resting on his shoulder, so he could hold her. As soon as he wrapped his arms around her, Rosie calmed down and woke up.
"G-Grell?" She blinked, looking at who was holding her.
"Good morning, darling." Grell smiled. "Want to tell me what you were dreaming about?"
"Er…" Rosie frowned, the memory of Grell killing her coming back to her. "No." Grell gave an understanding nod.
"Alright." He smiled, gently kissing her forehead erasing all fear she had. "I'll go make dinner now." Rosie got off his lap, despite her enjoyment, and Grell left the room.
"Rosie, dear!" Grell called a while later. "Dinner's ready!" Rosie grinned, putting down her book.
"Thank, God!" She jumped out of bed. 'Good Lord! How long does it take to make spaghetti?' She thought as she found the lights downstairs were off and there was a strange glow coming from the kitchen. 'Is he setting the place on fire or something?' Rosie chuckled at her own joke and headed to the kitchen to find Grell sitting at the table, where there were two plates and one candle in the center.
"I've been waiting for you, dear." Grell purred in a seductive tone. Rosie blushed, but was thankful it couldn't be seen.
"Dude," Rosie put on a fake frown. "What the hell is this?" Despite Rosie's want to have a dinner like this with Grell, she was hungry, and just wanted to shovel food into her mouth. Grell's smile faded.
"I…er…" His bold demeanor left him. "I just wanted to cheer you up after that nightmare."
"Oh." Rosie instantly felt guilty. "Well, I appreciate the effort, but I don't care much for romantic dinners as much as another girl would. Sorry."
"No, I'm sorry." Grell frowned. "I should've asked first."
"Well, since you went to all this trouble," Rosie smiled. "I guess I'll deal with it." Rosie sat down at the small table across from Grell and began eating. About halfway through, she noticed Grell was eyeing her with an adoring look, and was completely ignoring his food. "Hey, she looked up after swallowing her most recent bite. "What's with that look?"
"Oh!" Grell smiled. "Nothing, dear. It's just… you looked so cute while you eat."
"Oh," Rosie blushed. "Th-Thanks…" She hesitantly resumed eating, but didn't appreciate Grell's constant stare. Not being able to handle any more weirdness, Rosie stood up and headed for the stairs. "I... think I'm going upstairs now."
"No!" Grell cried.
"Huh?" Rosie turned around as Grell tackled her in a desperate hug. "What the heck?" She yelped. Grell looked her straight in the eye, their lips barely touching.
"I'm so sorry, my love." Grell apologized. "I love you." He crushed their lips together before Rosie even had time to think. Without thinking, Rosie kissed back, finally accepting her feelings for Grell. As he pulled away, Grell whispered. "I'm so sorry. I-I couldn't take it anymore."
"It's alright." Rosie smiled, her arms around Grell's neck. "I love you too." Grell's eyes filled with tears of joy. She said it. She loved him. He threw his arms around her, just to hold her for a little while. "Um… Grell?"
"Yes, dear?" Grell asked, pulling away and looking at Rosie.
"Can you get off me?" Rosie asked. "We're in a sort of awkward position." Grell blushed as he finally noticed he was between Rosie's legs and stood.
"Sorry." He blushed as Rosie stood.
"No worries." She paused. "So… um… Am I your girlfriend now?"
"I do believe so." Grell smiled, wrapping his arms around Rosie. "And I couldn't be any happier about it." Rosie smiled, and wrapped her arms around Grell's waist, nuzzling his chest.
"Kay." Rosie closed her eyes, enjoying Grell's warmth. She opened her eyes as Grell picked her up as though she were his bride. "What are you doing?"
"It's late." Grell noted the time on the clock, ten p.m. "You need to go to sleep." Rosie blushed as Grell carried her up the stairs and laid her down under the blanket on her bed.
"W-Wait!" Rosie yelped just as Grell was about to leave. He turned around and Rosie faltered. "Er… do you… um… want to sleep with me? Just for tonight though!" Rosie added. "And no sex." She blushed at her last comment. Grell just chuckled.
"Of course, dear." He smiled, closing the door and laying down next to Rosie under the blanket. "I promise I'll behave." Rosie's blush deepened as Grell wrapped his arms around her, holding Rosie close.
"Alright." Rosie sighed, nuzzling Grell's chest, closing her eyes and listening to his heartbeat. "Good night, Grell." She paused, blushing. "I love you." This was going to be hard for her to get used to.
"I love you too, Rosie." Grell smiled, stroking her hair. "Good night." Rosie couldn't help but smile as she fell asleep in Grell's arms.
A/N: There you guys go. A kiss and confessions. Happy now? Hope you enjoyed. (This story will not be rated M, because I don't do that sort of thing. Sorry.)