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Valentine’s Day Surprise:
Dante X Grell

(This... ‘ ‘ ... around a sentence means that it's a thought, and asterisks stand for sounds.)

*Buzzzzzzz*... *Buzzzzzzz*... *Buzzzzz-*
A very irritated Shinigami grabbed his vibrating phone from the nightstand. He looked a the time, blinking a few times to clear his eyes os sleep. ‘3:30 a.m.? Who on Earth is calling me at 3 a.m.!?’
He reluctantly opened his phone and clicked the green button, putting the phone to his ear. “Hello?”
“Sutcliff.”
It was Will. Why would Will call at 3 in the morning? Thinking nothing of it, Grell groggily spoke. “Will? Do you know what time it is?”
“I am perfectly aware of the time, Sutcliff. More importantly, Eric has called in sick today and we are currently under-staffed. You’ll have to come in to work today.”
It took a moment for Grell’s sleep-deprived brain to register what the strict-Shinigami had said. When it did register, Grell got upset. “What!? Today’s Valentine’s Day... and I have already gotten the green-light to get the day off.”
“Well then, the green light will have to turn red for today. You are coming in to work. See you at 7 o’clock.”
The line went dead, telling Grell that Will had already hung up, and, when Will hangs up on somebody, there is no calling him back to argue about it. He’ll stand by his order until it is done, lest Grell gets punished with over-time, but without the pay.

Grell, too tired to give a proper tantrum, just grumbled angrily and slammed the phone back down onto the nightstand. He plopped back onto the pillows and huffed. ‘Why do I have to work? I have already gotten permission to take the day off from the higher ups! Eric just had to get sick!’ That last thought made Grell feel guilty. Eric didn’t mean to get sick very often, he was a very fragile person to begin with, so it wasn’t as if he wanted to get sick. Grell’s inner-thoughts were interrupted by a warm, well-muscled arm curling around his waist and pulling him to a well-muscled chest. He looked up to see a very tired Dante looking at him through sleep-hazy eyes. “Grell? What... are you doing slamming phones on nightstands at this hour?”
Grell sighed and snuggled into his lover’s chest. “Will called and told me that I have to go into work today since Eric got sick.”
Dante blinked a few times, his brows knit together in thought. “But... didn’t you already get permission to have the day off?”
“Yes... but we’re under-staffed, someone has to go in and help with the work otherwise I’ll have to do over-time without the pay.”
A large hand ran through red locks, soothing the upset reaper. Dante kissed Grell’s forehead, making the reaper sigh happily. “It’s alright if you go to work today. It’ll give me more time to make something for you.”
“Really?”
A smooth chuckle vibrated in Dante’s chest. “Yes... Now, get some sleep, you’ll have to get up in a couple of hours.”
With a yawn, Grell wrapped his arms around his lover’s chest. “O’aaay...”
Dante put his chin atop Grell’s head and smiled. ‘Just wait Grell... the surprise I have in store for you will surely make up for your day...’ With that, he fell asleep as well.

~~~~~~~ (Chainsaw Time-skip: 2 Hours) ~~~~~~~

5 a.m. ... what a wonderful time to get ready for work. Grell grumbled again and opened his eyes to look at the clock, only to get a super-close view of Dante’s chest. He peered up to look at Dante’s face. His blue eyes were closed and his mouth was relaxed into a small pout. The two piercings on his lower lip piercings glinted in the morning light and his warm breath tickled Grell’s face. All-in-all, he looked very peaceful. ‘I wish I didn’t have to go to work so that I could just stay here with Dante and romance the day away~’ Gently prying himself from the warm and comforting hold, he got out of bed, hissing slightly as his feet were instantly abused by the cold floorboards. ‘Note to self... save up to buy carpet for the bedroom.’ He slunk away to the bathroom and prepared for the day at hel... I mean... work.

~~~~~ (Another Time-Skip: 1 hour) ~~~~~

Stepping out of the bathroom, Grell expected to see Dante in the bed, still asleep. What he didn’t expect to see was that his elusive lover was absent from said bed. ‘Where did he go? I thought he wanted to sleep in.’ That’s when the smell of something delicious wafted to his nose, making his mouth water. ‘I guess he’s making breakfast...’ Without another thought, he went downstairs, following the smell. His boots thumped on the staircase as he quickly descended to the kitchen, his nose filled with the smell of a delicious meal. He finally made it to the doorway of the kitchen to see Dante making pancakes. These were no ordinary pancakes. These pancakes were red-velvet, heart-shaped pancakes drizzled with warm, white buttercream icing. They came with a side of bacon, a warm cup of cream and sugar with a bit of coffee, and a small bowl of strawberries. A loud growl broke the silence, making Grell blush slightly. Without even turning around, Dante laughed and teased Grell. “Did a bear break into the house, or was that your stomach?”
Grell blushed even more and stepped towards the table. “I think you can guess which one it was.”
Dante chuckled and turned around to pull out a chair. “Take a seat, love~”
With a smile that spread ear-to-ear, Grell happily walked over to the chair and sat down as Dante pushed it in. “Oh my~ What a gentleman~”
“I’m glad to be your gentleman~”
Dante kissed Grell’s cheek and sat down to his own breakfast.
As they ate their special breakfast, Dante couldn’t help but almost laugh as Grell practically melted in pleasure at the sheer awesomeness that was Dante’s cooking skills. “You like it?”
Grell looked at him like he was mad. “Are you crazy? I love it! Is this the special surprise?”
With a chuckle, Dante took a bite of his pancake. “No.”
“Then what is it?”
“If I tell you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it?”
“You are too good at keeping secrets.”
“True, true.”
They continued to eat, talking only once in a while. Hey, Dante’s cooking is that good!
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After the breakfast was finished, Grell looked at the clock, which read 6:00 a.m. ‘Crap! I’m gonna be late!’ “I have to go now!”
“Oh? Good luck.”
“Thanks... I’ll need it. Love you!”
With a chaste kiss, he ran out to the foyer and grabbed his coat, car-keys, chainsaw, cell-phone, and wallet. He then ran out of the door, got into one of the two cars, and drove away. Dante stood in the doorway, arms crossed as he watched his lover take off. He smiled as Grell waved goodbye. He waved back. “Love you, too.”

~~~~~ (Time Skip: 8 hours later) ~~~~~

Grell parked the car into the driveway. With the car now off, he sighed and slouched over with his head on the steering wheel. What a day! Being occupied with 6 heart-attacks, 4 suicides, and 3 jealous killings, the paperwork was hell! A migraine was beginning to develop in his temples as he stood up to get out of the car. ‘All I want to do right now is go... to... sleep...’ He trudged up the front steps and stepped inside, dragging his feet. Grell walked into the foyer and put up his coat, chainsaw, wallet, and keys. “Dante? I’m home.”
“I’m in the living room.” Came the smooth reply. The faint smell of roses reached Grell’s nose, and he now looked at his surroundings. The lights were dimmed, and the house was silent. Grell cautiously walked to the living room, the smell of roses becoming stronger the closer he got. He stopped beside the door jamb and slowly looked around the corner. What he saw was his version of heaven after the day that he’d had. Dante was sitting on a thick blanket on the floor, two plates of warm shrimp stir-fry were on the dark mahogany coffee table, a bowl of strawberries and another small bowl of chocolate sauce were next to the main dishes. A bottle of sparkling white grape juice (the non-alcoholic version of champagne) was set in a small metal tub of ice. To complete the scene, the fireplace was lit, casting its golden-orange glow across the whole room. Dante looked over to see Grell. ‘Oh my... looks like someone had a rough day.’ His blue eyes scanned over his flamboyant lover from head-to-toe. His hair was slightly disheveled, dark stress circles were under his eyes, and his shirt was untucked and wrinkled. Grell just looked tired. Dante stood up and walked to Grell, a playful smile on his pierced lips. He wrapped his arms around Grell’s waist, bringing him close. He then bent forward and hugged his lover sweetly. A happy hum escaped Grell’s throat as he wrapped his arms around Dante’s shoulders. ‘Oh man... After the day I had... I needed this~’ They pulled apart, both men smiling. “Welcome home~”
“It’s good to be home.”
Dante took his hands away from Grell’s waist and wrapped one arm around the other’s shoulders. “Come and sit down, relax.”
Grell let himself be led to the blanket and sat down with Dante sitting next to him, putting his arm back around Grell, the flamboyant reaper snuggling into his chest with a relieve sigh. “Dante... you are perfect~”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Oh, I don’t think so... I know so.”
Dante laughed and reached to grab the two plates behind him. While he was grabbing them, Grell wondered aloud. “Is this the surprise?”
“Yes, but it’s only one part.”
Dante handed Grell his plate. Grell’s eyes widened a bit. “There’s more than one part?”
“Yes, and I plan to carry out every part tonight.”
He began eating as Grell began to think. ‘What are the other parts? How many other parts are there? When-’ His thoughts were interrupted by Dante’s signature deep chuckle. “Grell, there’s no need to think about the other parts. Just relax and let me carry them out. Relax~”
Grell laughed a bit and began eating his stir-fry. Dear God, it was good! He had to hold himself back from pigging out on the amazing food. “Oh, I nearly forgot the beverage.”
Dante grabbed the bottle and popped the cork, the pouring foam being captured in the metal tub. He procured two champagne glasses from behind the tub and poured each of them a glass. Grell gratefully accepted it. Dante gently raised his glass to his lips, only to be stopped by two slender fingers. “Wait.”
“What is it?”
“A toast.”
Dante smiled, raising his glass. “Of course.”
Grell raised his own. “To us.”
“To us.”
They tapped their glasses together with a gentle *clink*, the fireplace lighting their silhouettes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After both of the men had eaten, Dante pulled Grell to his chest again and leaned backwards to rest his back on the edge of the love-seat. He then grabbed the bowl of strawberries and the bowl of chocolate sauce and set a bowl in each of their laps. Grell held the bowl of strawberries while Dante held the bowl of chocolate sauce. He leaned towards Grell’s ear and whispered, “It’s time for dessert. This is the part two for the evening.”
Grell blushed a faint pink and smiled. “Okay. Is there a reason as to why we’re holding different bowls.”
“Yes, there is. We’ll feed each other in turns. First, I’ll grab a strawberry and dip it into the chocolate. Then, I’ll feed it to you. When it’s your turn, you do the same.”
“That sounds romantic.”
“Indeed.”
Dante reached over to grab a large strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate in his lap. “Say, ‘ah~’”
With a laugh, Grell opened his mouth and happily took the strawberry from Dante’s fingers. The chocolate coated his tongue with the sweet flavor, and the strawberry had the perfect amount of tartness to compliment the chocolate. “My turn.”
Grell grabbed a small strawberry from his lap and then dipped it into Dante’s chocolate. Dante opened his mouth and took the strawberry from Grell’s fingers, but not without kissing them first. A blush rose to Grell’s cheeks as Dante continued to kiss his hand, up to his elbow, his shoulder, his neck, and finally, his lips. Dante’s cold piercings tingled against Grell’s warm lips, creating a nice contrast. The kiss was a perfect mixture of passion, love, and warmth,making Grell melt in Dante’s arms. They separated for air, Dante’s eyes sparkling with a mischievous light. He took both bowls and set them back onto the table. He stood, helped Grell get up, and held his hand as he led them upstairs and to their room.

Dante opened the door and kissed Grell again, this time leading him to the bed. They fell back, Dante on top. Grell’s blush came full force. “D-Dante? What-”
“This is part three~”
Grell decided that he would enjoy part three very much.

~~~~~ (Time Skip: 1 hour later) ~~~~~

After a series of heavy make-out sessions, Grell and Dante snuggled on the bed. In the middle of one of the make-out sessions, they both agreed that it would be much more comfortable if they were in their pajamas. So now they lay together, in their pajamas, just enjoying each other’s company. A couple of hickeys (courtesy of Dante) were on Grell’s neck, while one hickey (courtesy of Grell) was found on Dante’s neck. Grell’s head rested under Dante’s chin, their arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace. Dante gently kissed the top of Grell’s head and sighed. Grell sat up and looked him in the eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“You have to work tomorrow, don’t you?”
The reality of his job crashed in the reaper’s mind. “Aw man! I do!”
Grell slumped and plopped back onto Dante’s chest. “This sucks. How come I have to have my day off taken away, only to go back to work the next day?”
Dante just combed his fingers through Grell’s hair, thinking about what to do. An idea struck him. “Grell?”
“Hm?”
“What if we call the higher ups and ask them if you can have tomorrow off since today, your original day off, had been taken away?”
Grell sat up, a bright light in his eyes. “That might work. I’ll go get my phone!”
He bolted off of the bed and retrieved his phone from his pants on the floor. (A/N: THey have changed in front of each other before, and as I said, they changed into their pajamas.) Grabbing the phone from one of the pockets, he hopped back onto the bed and hit the speed-dial for the higher-up shinigami, putting it on speaker-phone. Grell bounced eagerly while Dante waited patiently with each ring. *click* “Hello?”
“Good evening, sir.”
“Oh, good evening to you, Mr. Sutcliff. Why have you called?”
“Well, you see sir, today was supposed to be my day off, but it was taken away because someone was sick. I was wondering if I could have tomorrow off to replace the day I lost?”
“Well... alright. My records show that you have done all of your work for the next couple of days, so you can get the next two days off.”
“Thank you, sir!”
“Your welcome, Mr. Sutcliff. Good night.”
“Good night, sir.”
Grell hung up and practically squealed with delight. “Isn’t this great?! I get the next two days off!”
He laughed joyfully and dove down to snuggle Dante some more, a small “oof” coming from the larger of the two. Grell nuzzled his face into the crook between Dante’s right shoulder and neck. Dante smiled and hugged Grell around the waist to keep his exuberant lover where he was. “It’s wonderful, love~ Now...”
He rolled over so that he was on top of Grell again. “... since you’re staying home, guess what we can discuss over the next couple of days?”
“What?”
Dante pecked his lips before pulling back and looking into Grell's lime-green/yellow eyes with his own dusky blue. He smiled, his piercings glinting from the light of the bedside lamp. “Wedding plans.”

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Description
Valentine’s Day Surprise:
Dante X Grell

(This... ‘ ‘ ... around a sentence means that it's a thought, and asterisks stand for sounds.)

*Buzzzzzzz*... *Buzzzzzzz*... *Buzzzzz-*
A very irritated Shinigami grabbed his vibrating phone from the nightstand. He looked a the time, blinking a few times to clear his eyes os sleep. ‘3:30 a.m.? Who on Earth is calling me at 3 a.m.!?’
He reluctantly opened his phone and clicked the green button, putting the phone to his ear. “Hello?”
“Sutcliff.”
It was Will. Why would Will call at 3 in the morning? Thinking nothing of it, Grell groggily spoke. “Will? Do you know what time it is?”
“I am perfectly aware of the time, Sutcliff. More importantly, Eric has called in sick today and we are currently under-staffed. You’ll have to come in to work today.”
It took a moment for Grell’s sleep-deprived brain to register what the strict-Shinigami had said. When it did register, Grell got upset. “What!? Today’s Valentine’s Day... and I have already gotten the green-light to get the day off.”
“Well then, the green light will have to turn red for today. You are coming in to work. See you at 7 o’clock.”
The line went dead, telling Grell that Will had already hung up, and, when Will hangs up on somebody, there is no calling him back to argue about it. He’ll stand by his order until it is done, lest Grell gets punished with over-time, but without the pay.

Grell, too tired to give a proper tantrum, just grumbled angrily and slammed the phone back down onto the nightstand. He plopped back onto the pillows and huffed. ‘Why do I have to work? I have already gotten permission to take the day off from the higher ups! Eric just had to get sick!’ That last thought made Grell feel guilty. Eric didn’t mean to get sick very often, he was a very fragile person to begin with, so it wasn’t as if he wanted to get sick. Grell’s inner-thoughts were interrupted by a warm, well-muscled arm curling around his waist and pulling him to a well-muscled chest. He looked up to see a very tired Dante looking at him through sleep-hazy eyes. “Grell? What... are you doing slamming phones on nightstands at this hour?”
Grell sighed and snuggled into his lover’s chest. “Will called and told me that I have to go into work today since Eric got sick.”
Dante blinked a few times, his brows knit together in thought. “But... didn’t you already get permission to have the day off?”
“Yes... but we’re under-staffed, someone has to go in and help with the work otherwise I’ll have to do over-time without the pay.”
A large hand ran through red locks, soothing the upset reaper. Dante kissed Grell’s forehead, making the reaper sigh happily. “It’s alright if you go to work today. It’ll give me more time to make something for you.”
“Really?”
A smooth chuckle vibrated in Dante’s chest. “Yes... Now, get some sleep, you’ll have to get up in a couple of hours.”
With a yawn, Grell wrapped his arms around his lover’s chest. “O’aaay...”
Dante put his chin atop Grell’s head and smiled. ‘Just wait Grell... the surprise I have in store for you will surely make up for your day...’ With that, he fell asleep as well.

~~~~~~~ (Chainsaw Time-skip: 2 Hours) ~~~~~~~

5 a.m. ... what a wonderful time to get ready for work. Grell grumbled again and opened his eyes to look at the clock, only to get a super-close view of Dante’s chest. He peered up to look at Dante’s face. His blue eyes were closed and his mouth was relaxed into a small pout. The two piercings on his lower lip piercings glinted in the morning light and his warm breath tickled Grell’s face. All-in-all, he looked very peaceful. ‘I wish I didn’t have to go to work so that I could just stay here with Dante and romance the day away~’ Gently prying himself from the warm and comforting hold, he got out of bed, hissing slightly as his feet were instantly abused by the cold floorboards. ‘Note to self... save up to buy carpet for the bedroom.’ He slunk away to the bathroom and prepared for the day at hel... I mean... work.

~~~~~ (Another Time-Skip: 1 hour) ~~~~~

Stepping out of the bathroom, Grell expected to see Dante in the bed, still asleep. What he didn’t expect to see was that his elusive lover was absent from said bed. ‘Where did he go? I thought he wanted to sleep in.’ That’s when the smell of something delicious wafted to his nose, making his mouth water. ‘I guess he’s making breakfast...’ Without another thought, he went downstairs, following the smell. His boots thumped on the staircase as he quickly descended to the kitchen, his nose filled with the smell of a delicious meal. He finally made it to the doorway of the kitchen to see Dante making pancakes. These were no ordinary pancakes. These pancakes were red-velvet, heart-shaped pancakes drizzled with warm, white buttercream icing. They came with a side of bacon, a warm cup of cream and sugar with a bit of coffee, and a small bowl of strawberries. A loud growl broke the silence, making Grell blush slightly. Without even turning around, Dante laughed and teased Grell. “Did a bear break into the house, or was that your stomach?”
Grell blushed even more and stepped towards the table. “I think you can guess which one it was.”
Dante chuckled and turned around to pull out a chair. “Take a seat, love~”
With a smile that spread ear-to-ear, Grell happily walked over to the chair and sat down as Dante pushed it in. “Oh my~ What a gentleman~”
“I’m glad to be your gentleman~”
Dante kissed Grell’s cheek and sat down to his own breakfast.
As they ate their special breakfast, Dante couldn’t help but almost laugh as Grell practically melted in pleasure at the sheer awesomeness that was Dante’s cooking skills. “You like it?”
Grell looked at him like he was mad. “Are you crazy? I love it! Is this the special surprise?”
With a chuckle, Dante took a bite of his pancake. “No.”
“Then what is it?”
“If I tell you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it?”
“You are too good at keeping secrets.”
“True, true.”
They continued to eat, talking only once in a while. Hey, Dante’s cooking is that good!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After the breakfast was finished, Grell looked at the clock, which read 6:00 a.m. ‘Crap! I’m gonna be late!’ “I have to go now!”
“Oh? Good luck.”
“Thanks... I’ll need it. Love you!”
With a chaste kiss, he ran out to the foyer and grabbed his coat, car-keys, chainsaw, cell-phone, and wallet. He then ran out of the door, got into one of the two cars, and drove away. Dante stood in the doorway, arms crossed as he watched his lover take off. He smiled as Grell waved goodbye. He waved back. “Love you, too.”

~~~~~ (Time Skip: 8 hours later) ~~~~~

Grell parked the car into the driveway. With the car now off, he sighed and slouched over with his head on the steering wheel. What a day! Being occupied with 6 heart-attacks, 4 suicides, and 3 jealous killings, the paperwork was hell! A migraine was beginning to develop in his temples as he stood up to get out of the car. ‘All I want to do right now is go... to... sleep...’ He trudged up the front steps and stepped inside, dragging his feet. Grell walked into the foyer and put up his coat, chainsaw, wallet, and keys. “Dante? I’m home.”
“I’m in the living room.” Came the smooth reply. The faint smell of roses reached Grell’s nose, and he now looked at his surroundings. The lights were dimmed, and the house was silent. Grell cautiously walked to the living room, the smell of roses becoming stronger the closer he got. He stopped beside the door jamb and slowly looked around the corner. What he saw was his version of heaven after the day that he’d had. Dante was sitting on a thick blanket on the floor, two plates of warm shrimp stir-fry were on the dark mahogany coffee table, a bowl of strawberries and another small bowl of chocolate sauce were next to the main dishes. A bottle of sparkling white grape juice (the non-alcoholic version of champagne) was set in a small metal tub of ice. To complete the scene, the fireplace was lit, casting its golden-orange glow across the whole room. Dante looked over to see Grell. ‘Oh my... looks like someone had a rough day.’ His blue eyes scanned over his flamboyant lover from head-to-toe. His hair was slightly disheveled, dark stress circles were under his eyes, and his shirt was untucked and wrinkled. Grell just looked tired. Dante stood up and walked to Grell, a playful smile on his pierced lips. He wrapped his arms around Grell’s waist, bringing him close. He then bent forward and hugged his lover sweetly. A happy hum escaped Grell’s throat as he wrapped his arms around Dante’s shoulders. ‘Oh man... After the day I had... I needed this~’ They pulled apart, both men smiling. “Welcome home~”
“It’s good to be home.”
Dante took his hands away from Grell’s waist and wrapped one arm around the other’s shoulders. “Come and sit down, relax.”
Grell let himself be led to the blanket and sat down with Dante sitting next to him, putting his arm back around Grell, the flamboyant reaper snuggling into his chest with a relieve sigh. “Dante... you are perfect~”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Oh, I don’t think so... I know so.”
Dante laughed and reached to grab the two plates behind him. While he was grabbing them, Grell wondered aloud. “Is this the surprise?”
“Yes, but it’s only one part.”
Dante handed Grell his plate. Grell’s eyes widened a bit. “There’s more than one part?”
“Yes, and I plan to carry out every part tonight.”
He began eating as Grell began to think. ‘What are the other parts? How many other parts are there? When-’ His thoughts were interrupted by Dante’s signature deep chuckle. “Grell, there’s no need to think about the other parts. Just relax and let me carry them out. Relax~”
Grell laughed a bit and began eating his stir-fry. Dear God, it was good! He had to hold himself back from pigging out on the amazing food. “Oh, I nearly forgot the beverage.”
Dante grabbed the bottle and popped the cork, the pouring foam being captured in the metal tub. He procured two champagne glasses from behind the tub and poured each of them a glass. Grell gratefully accepted it. Dante gently raised his glass to his lips, only to be stopped by two slender fingers. “Wait.”
“What is it?”
“A toast.”
Dante smiled, raising his glass. “Of course.”
Grell raised his own. “To us.”
“To us.”
They tapped their glasses together with a gentle *clink*, the fireplace lighting their silhouettes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

After both of the men had eaten, Dante pulled Grell to his chest again and leaned backwards to rest his back on the edge of the love-seat. He then grabbed the bowl of strawberries and the bowl of chocolate sauce and set a bowl in each of their laps. Grell held the bowl of strawberries while Dante held the bowl of chocolate sauce. He leaned towards Grell’s ear and whispered, “It’s time for dessert. This is the part two for the evening.”
Grell blushed a faint pink and smiled. “Okay. Is there a reason as to why we’re holding different bowls.”
“Yes, there is. We’ll feed each other in turns. First, I’ll grab a strawberry and dip it into the chocolate. Then, I’ll feed it to you. When it’s your turn, you do the same.”
“That sounds romantic.”
“Indeed.”
Dante reached over to grab a large strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate in his lap. “Say, ‘ah~’”
With a laugh, Grell opened his mouth and happily took the strawberry from Dante’s fingers. The chocolate coated his tongue with the sweet flavor, and the strawberry had the perfect amount of tartness to compliment the chocolate. “My turn.”
Grell grabbed a small strawberry from his lap and then dipped it into Dante’s chocolate. Dante opened his mouth and took the strawberry from Grell’s fingers, but not without kissing them first. A blush rose to Grell’s cheeks as Dante continued to kiss his hand, up to his elbow, his shoulder, his neck, and finally, his lips. Dante’s cold piercings tingled against Grell’s warm lips, creating a nice contrast. The kiss was a perfect mixture of passion, love, and warmth,making Grell melt in Dante’s arms. They separated for air, Dante’s eyes sparkling with a mischievous light. He took both bowls and set them back onto the table. He stood, helped Grell get up, and held his hand as he led them upstairs and to their room.

Dante opened the door and kissed Grell again, this time leading him to the bed. They fell back, Dante on top. Grell’s blush came full force. “D-Dante? What-”
“This is part three~”
Grell decided that he would enjoy part three very much.

~~~~~ (Time Skip: 1 hour later) ~~~~~

After a series of heavy make-out sessions, Grell and Dante snuggled on the bed. In the middle of one of the make-out sessions, they both agreed that it would be much more comfortable if they were in their pajamas. So now they lay together, in their pajamas, just enjoying each other’s company. A couple of hickeys (courtesy of Dante) were on Grell’s neck, while one hickey (courtesy of Grell) was found on Dante’s neck. Grell’s head rested under Dante’s chin, their arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace. Dante gently kissed the top of Grell’s head and sighed. Grell sat up and looked him in the eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“You have to work tomorrow, don’t you?”
The reality of his job crashed in the reaper’s mind. “Aw man! I do!”
Grell slumped and plopped back onto Dante’s chest. “This sucks. How come I have to have my day off taken away, only to go back to work the next day?”
Dante just combed his fingers through Grell’s hair, thinking about what to do. An idea struck him. “Grell?”
“Hm?”
“What if we call the higher ups and ask them if you can have tomorrow off since today, your original day off, had been taken away?”
Grell sat up, a bright light in his eyes. “That might work. I’ll go get my phone!”
He bolted off of the bed and retrieved his phone from his pants on the floor. (A/N: THey have changed in front of each other before, and as I said, they changed into their pajamas.) Grabbing the phone from one of the pockets, he hopped back onto the bed and hit the speed-dial for the higher-up shinigami, putting it on speaker-phone. Grell bounced eagerly while Dante waited patiently with each ring. *click* “Hello?”
“Good evening, sir.”
“Oh, good evening to you, Mr. Sutcliff. Why have you called?”
“Well, you see sir, today was supposed to be my day off, but it was taken away because someone was sick. I was wondering if I could have tomorrow off to replace the day I lost?”
“Well... alright. My records show that you have done all of your work for the next couple of days, so you can get the next two days off.”
“Thank you, sir!”
“Your welcome, Mr. Sutcliff. Good night.”
“Good night, sir.”
Grell hung up and practically squealed with delight. “Isn’t this great?! I get the next two days off!”
He laughed joyfully and dove down to snuggle Dante some more, a small “oof” coming from the larger of the two. Grell nuzzled his face into the crook between Dante’s right shoulder and neck. Dante smiled and hugged Grell around the waist to keep his exuberant lover where he was. “It’s wonderful, love~ Now...”
He rolled over so that he was on top of Grell again. “... since you’re staying home, guess what we can discuss over the next couple of days?”
“What?”
Dante pecked his lips before pulling back and looking into Grell's lime-green/yellow eyes with his own dusky blue. He smiled, his piercings glinting from the light of the bedside lamp. “Wedding plans.”

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