Prompt: Compromise, from AMessofPickles
Pairing: Grant/Bex
He hasn't been gone for more than half an hour before he's turned back and is standing in front of her door, ringing the doorbell. He hopes that she'll open it. She does have a stubborn streak, after all.
The door opens slowly, reluctantly. She stands there watching him, and he's glad that she hasn't closed the door in his face yet. Her eyes are angry, defiant, telling him, I'm not reconsidering my opinion.
That's how it always is. They're both too stubborn for their own good, and he had to be lucky enough to fall in love with the one girl who wouldn't hesitate to smack him upside the face, just to put him in his place. He sucks in a slow breath. He has to apologize first. It's gotten easier with time, and he's beginning to get used to it.
"I'm sorry," he offers. Her eyes are still narrowed slightly, but he knows what she's going to do next. He knows it just as well as he knows her various styles of roundhouse kicks – kicks that he has been the receiving end of, all too often. She steps aside and leaves the door open, a silent acknowledgement that he's still welcome in the house.
He moves, but stops at the doorway, reaching down to take her hand. He tugs her along with him. Behind him, her voice speaks up, unwavering and strong. Her best qualities.
"I'm sorry, too. I was wrong," she apologizes. Grant smiles to himself.
"It's alright. We'll both get over it. Compromise, right?" he says.
Compromise. Just love by another name.