Fem!Grell x Gender-Neutral!Reader (Not Updating)

Chapter 8 [Nightmares and Apologies]

Authors Note: Guess who's back.. back again? It's me! And Grell! Sorry for the break, I really needed a mental break, but I'm here now and will get back to my regular posting schedule! Thanks for bearing with me, just for being patient, there's going to be two chapters this week!(One today(Tuesday), and one on Friday! Only for the best Wattpad readers I know! Thank you for all the reads, I thought 20 was a lot but look where I am now! Enjoy Darlings~ 1299 Words

      It was a normal day at the office, of working overtime and drinking too much coffee for your size, when your new favorite person burst through the door. You were excited to look up from your screen to see her bright toothy smile, but instead, you were met with the harshest glare you've ever saw, her lips curled into a threatening frown as her eyebrows knit into a pure look of hatred. "Y/N..." She started, through seemingly gritted teeth. "Y-Yes, Grell?" You stuttered, confused, and somewhat terrified at her sudden display. "I hate you. I hate you, I hate you..." She repeated, over and over, as your body shook, and her words got louder and louder, more distorted and more distorted...

It wasn't the sun shining through the windows, or Will sluggishly stomping through the halls, or even the robin repeatedly pecking on the glass preventing it from getting into the building, that woke you up the next morning. Instead, it was the feeling of your back hitting the cold floor as you fell from the couch. You sat up in an instant, panting, or hyperventilating, there was no way for you to tell. Your heart was screaming in your ears as you jolted your head into every direction, before your teary eyes fell on a calm, sleeping Grell Sutcliff. The realization that the previous events were nothing more than a dream were starting to hit you, as you brought a hand to your chest and let out a sigh of relief. What a terrible night.

     You finally got up, rubbing your back as your adrenaline cooled and you fell into the correct mindspace. Glancing at the sleeping female one more time, you walked out of her office, checking the clock above your brothers office. 5:16am. You cautiously walked to his office, standing in front of his door and contemplating your next move for a moment before finally knocking. "Enter." Is all he stated, the tiredness dripping from his voice. You opened the door, a sheepish smile plastered on your face as the almost passing out William glanced up at you. "Y/N.." He stated, almost in the same manner Grell did in your night terror. It took you a moment to recover from the comparison the depths of your mind came up with, but when you did, you simply straightened your body out to seem more formal, and started to speak.

     "I'm sorry about yesterday, it was unprofessional of me," You started, peeking his interest as he rubbed his eyes. "It isn't a problem.. Don't run away from work again, just ask.. I'll learn to be more forgiving..." He assured, giving a small smile. Seeing him in this miserable state shattered you. "Will I can-.. I can do some of the work.." You whispered, walking up to his unusually messy desk, and glancing at the mounds of paperwork, and his numerous tabs on his laptop. It stressed you out just looking at it, but you were going to give your exhausted sibling the break he deserved.

     Within minutes he was asleep, face down on his desk as you took a majority of the paperwork into Grells office since the redhead was still asleep. It was peaceful at the shinigami workplace at this time, silence filling the room other than the distinct tapping of the keys and your pen running across the papers ever so delicately. It was insane how much you got done just within two hours. At this point there was only a small stack of paper and a few online documents you needed to triple check. You didn't want to kill the wrong people after all. You were so indulged in your work, that you didn't notice your female-friend getting up.

     "Y/N..?" She mumbled tiredly, making you jolt your head up at the sudden speaking, your adrenaline spiking before you registered it was just Grell. "I'm over here," You chuckled, waving a hand above your laptop screen. Her previous sleepy expression changed to an excited one almost instantly, as she happily jumped off the couch, running over to you. "What are you doing?" She inquired curiously, her kind smile putting butterflies in your stomach. "I'm just doing some work for Will... The poor guy was so tired, he'd passed out at his desk, with quite a lot of work left.. and I thought I'd better do something to help, and, well, apologize for yesterday," You nervously chuckled, the redhead nodding. "I'm going to go into my closet so I can get ready for the day, then I'll get to work too My Darling!" She assured, enthusiastically rushing into the closet attached to her office.

You giggled to yourself, thoughts of the female filling your head. You sighed, continuing to sift through documents and waiting for Grell to finish, which didn't take as long as expected, because within 15 minutes, she strolled out, her long red hair neatly tied in a high, fluffy bun. A black and white striped bow was wrapped around her neck, over a white collared shirt and matched with a black cardigan. She also wore black gloves, and elegant black leggings, with her typical trademark red heels. She looked amazing, and you found yourself unable to look away.

"Enjoying the view, are you Dear?" She winked, putting a hand on her hip and raising her foot to put it against the wall behind her. "I- Uhm- yeah.. I am-" You admitted, giving a small smile. "Oh Darling, please let me dress you, please, please, please!" She begged you, rushing up to you and twirling your seat around to her, cupping your face in her hands. "Su-Sure!" You agreed, giving a small side smile. "Just let me finish up, okay?"

It didn't take long for you to finish, with the redhead leaned over your shoulder, asking genuine questions about the work, and trying to help to the best of her ability. "And then what's this then?" She brought a paper up to her face, before handing it to you. It took you a second to skim through it, before you giggled.

"It's someone's job resume! We're having some new Shinigami come in really soon, but with Williams high standards, I have to make sure they're good fits, this is... Catherine Rawlings! Looks like she just died a few months ago, but nonetheless.. She doesn't seem like a bad fit," You explained, glancing up to see her eyes lit up at you talking. "No, no, no, please keep going," He face gradually got closer to yours, your faces, and lips, only inches away. Was now the time? Were you two going to kiss? "Uh- Erm- Well she- Catherine seems-" You stuttered out, before she pulled away, leaving you speechless, and extremely flustered.

She stood up, before pulling your seat back, to where it was almost falling. "AH- GRell-.. Don't drop me now!" You spat, though she just smiled as "I won't, don't worry," She assured, before fixing your seat and walked towards her closet. "Come on! Enough work! Let's give you a makeover, though you're drop dead gorgeous either way!" She cooed, making you instantly just off of your seat with a still stunned yet content expression written across your face.