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By the time he'd gotten to Grell's room, the determination had fallen apart and turned into heartache. The door opened to reveal the scarlet reaper and Will invited himself in without a word, flopping onto the edge of the other's bed just like Grell had his so many times. "Are you okay, Will?" Sutcliff asked, sitting down at his side and wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

For the first time, William didn't pull out of the other reaper's grasp. He just sighed, dropping his scythe onto the ground as he muttered, "He never planned to stay, did he?"

"No," Grell murmured, "I'm sorry… It was the best I could do for you, Will. I tried to convince him to say goodbye, but—"

"—Just shut up, Grell."

Sighing as the other male's irritability, Grell stood from his perch on the bed and held his hand out to William, "Come on, I'll buy you some coffee." Sensing the other's hesitation, his voice was gentle when he added, "And I won't be leaving anytime soon, Will…"