Author's note: As I had promised: another one! My birthday gift to you all! :D Please enjoy!
Summary: Griffin and Millie have a little talk about David.
9/100: Rejected.
"What are you doing here?"
Griffin turned around to see Millie standing in the doorway of the small apartment. "I can ask you the same thing."
Millie stepped further into the apartment and closed the door behind her. "I want to talk to him. Where is he?"
"Not here." Griffin smirked slightly when he started to notice her growing annoyance.
"I can see that. Do you know where I can find him?" She clutched her purse tighter into her hand, her eyes never leaving his.
Griffin only shrugged. "If I would, do you think I'd be still standing here talking to you?"
"Fine, then I'll wait for him." She walked towards the sofa and sat down, her eyes fixed on the door.
A silence fell between the two and for some time neither seemed willing to break it.
"You do know he doesn't want you anymore, right?"
At the words Millie turned around to glare at Griffin. "Why would you think that? And besides, who are you to judge us?"
"I'm not saying this to help you, because I don't care for you at all, but I don't want him to be down about somehow hurting you."
"What?"
"He's practically living with me now. He is sure everything between you two is over. You hated him for being what he is," Griffin said accusingly.
Millie dropped her eyes for a moment, but then glared fiercely at Griffin again. "I was only caught by surprise! It was a little overwhelming. Everyone would be."
"I'm not."
"But you're..." She wasn't sure how to finish that sentence without hurting David in the process.
"I'm what?" Griffin took a step closer to the couch and Millie actually backed down into the cushions a little.
"Nevermind about that. I just wanted to come here and tell him I am okay with it all right now. Which reminds me, you still haven't answered why you are here."
"He asked me to help move some of his stuff to our place, but he's later than planned."
Millie opened her mouth to say something and then closed it again. She could only stare.
"I warned you, Mindy."
"Millie," she whispered. For a moment she didn't move at all, then she stood up quickly from the couch and walked towards the front door. "So you two are..."
"Kinda."
Griffin watched her as she stood there, feeling lost. He silently hoped David wouldn't come in right this moment.
"Can I ask you one more thing?"
Griffin shrugged.
"Is he happy?" In her eyes shone tears, but at least she had the decency not to cry in front of him.
"He seems to be happier than ever."
Millie only nodded once and opened the door. "Please take care of him, Griffin."
"I will," he answered in all honesty. "Don't worry, I will."
The door closed behind her. Almost instantly Griffin felt the familiar feeling of someone Jumping.
"Hey there, sorry I'm late," David said and walked over towards the blonde. "You okay?"
"I'm fine, thanks." He offered up a small smile and pulled David closer for a kiss. They'd be just fine.