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Chapter 2 : Treasure- Bruno Mars

Diana stepped into her hot shower. She needed it after a long day of Reaping and hilarious arguments in the office. She started to wash herself with soap until she suddenly stopped and froze in place. Was that, squealing she heard? If it was or not, she brushed it off until she heard it again, two minutes later. That was odd, she lived alone but sometimes Reapers would stop by but they would knock first. Unless, this was a specific red head Reaper.

She stopped the hot water and wrapped a towel around herself. Her hand felt around for her chestnut glasses and placed them on her nose. Her still soaked orange hair stuck to her skin as she slipped on her slippers. She padded her way to the bathroom door as she turned the handle, it wasn't shut all the way and Diana was sure she shut it. She flung the door open and Grell ended up sprawling all over the floor. She stood there shocked as Grell cried out in pain and rubbed his face.

"What are you doing in my apartment? What were you doing in my bathroom?" She demanded as she tried to pull the hem of her towel down lower. Grell tried to hide a rectangular box behind his back but failed miserably when Diana plucked it up and examined it. It indeed was a camera.

"WHAT! You were taking pictures of me in the shower! I should Reap your soul and put it on a plaque that says, 'Professional Pervert!'" She yelled as she held the camera out of Grell's reach when he lunged for it.

"You wouldn't do that. You're just to beautiful to resist!" Grell pleaded as Diana's eyes went wide with shock. She let the camera drop and shatter to the floor.

"I-I'm, beautiful? You think I'm beautiful?" Diana squeaked out as her gaze made its way to the floor. Grell was shocked by her low self esteem as he stared at her with a gaping mouth. He then took her chin into his fingertips and pulled her only centimeters away from his face.

"Diana, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life and don't you dare let people tell you otherwise! If they do, then they have to take it up with me!" He then pulled Diana in for a passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around her towel covered waist. Her hair dripped on Grell's shirt and down his neck which made him shiver. They finally pulled away for air.

"You are my treasure, Diana."

"Thanks Grell, now get out of my bathroom. You can wait out in the living room." Diana said as she pointed to the door with a smirk on her face. Grell had a pleading look on his face as he played with Diana's damp curly hair.

"Aww, can't I shower with you?" He asked as he leaned on Diana.

"No, now go in the fridge or something. I'll be out in a minute." She said as she pushed Grell out and closed the bathroom door behind her. A couple seconds later Grell tried to crack the door open a little and ended up getting his face smashed by a flying bottle of soap. He fell back onto the carpet.

"Can I at least get my film?"

"No Grell!"


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