Author's note: And as promised, the second one! Expect to see more installments soon.
Summary: David has a moment of weakness and Griffin is there to help him.
15/100: Indescribable
Why hadn't the bastard shown up! He thought he had been having quite the right intel this time, however it proved once more to be false. How he longed for a hot shower to get rid of the blood and dirt though.
Griffin stopped dead in his tracks as he saw David sitting in the middle of the lair. His back was turned towards him.
"David?"
The said male didn't look up and didn't even seem to have heard him.
"David?" He tried again, stepping closer. Softly he laid his hand upon the blonde's shoulder, actually startling him. David looked up and much to his surprise Griffin saw tear streaks on this face.
"You okay?"
For a moment David didn't react, then he slowly shook his head.
Not really sure what to do, Griffin sank down on the floor next to David and put his arms around him. Every once in a while he felt the man sob and his shirt began to stick to his skin. Neither of them said a word, they didn't need to.
What seemed like hours later the two separated again. Griffin took his much-preferred hot shower and David washed his face before he got them some Chinese food. Neither spoke of it again pretending it had never happened.