Don\'t Show Me Love | By : stephfarrow94 Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 1243 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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When William had finally convinced Ronald to get into the car with them after minutes of hesitation, he couldn’t help but notice that in the boy’s arm was a small, worn-out teddy bear. It seemed to be the only thing that he had, seeing as he didn’t even come with clothes.
Grell was sitting in the passenger’s seat, filing his nails as he hummed softly. He couldn’t have been happier than he was right now.
Ronald, however, was sitting in the backseat with wide eyes, scratching at his arm again. He looked about ready to jump out of the moving car if that was what it took to get away from the two males. His chest seemed to heave with each breath he took, only causing worry for William.
“Grell…” William said in a soft tone. He nodded in Ronald’s direction when the red-head turned to look at him. “Can you check on him, please?”
Grell turned to look at Ronald. A bright smile was instantly painted on his face. “What’s up, little Ronnie?”
“Ronnie?” William repeated.
“Yeah.” Grell flashed a grin towards his lover. “Ronnie. Cause Ronnie just makes him so much cuter.”
William rolled his eyes. “Alright.”
“Anyway, Ronnie, what’s bothering you?” Grell’s smile turned into a frown. “Still afraid of us, huh?”
Ronald didn’t move – didn’t even make a sound to show that he had heard Grell.
“We’re not bad people or anything if that’s what you’re worried about.” Grell’s smile returned. “I can understand why you’re scared, though.”
Ronald’s eyes widened even more at these words. He let out a small squeak and tightened his hold on his teddy-bear.
Grell noticed this. “Your teddy must be important to you.”
Ronald warily nodded.
“He looks like a cat. A black cat with white splotches, right?”
The boy nodded again.
“Does he have a name?”
“…”
“Spot?” Grell guessed. “Patches?”
“…”
“What’s his name, little Ronnie?”
“…” Ronald’s body trembled before he answered in a whisper that was barely audible. “…Kitty…”
Grell squealed happily. “Will! Will, he spoke! He spoke to me!”
William sighed. “Calm down, Grell. You’re scaring the poor kid.”
Grell instantly quietened. He looked back at Ronald who was now cowering as if he was going to be hit.
“Ronnie, I’m sorry, I just got a bit too excited.” Grell apologised. “I’m really sorry if I scared you. Please, calm down. I promise that I won’t hurt you.”
Ronald didn’t seem to calm down. Instead, he laid down on the backseat and curled into a ball. It broke Grell’s heart to see him like that.
“Ronnie…” Grell reached out to touch the boy but William grabbed his hand.
“Just leave him be, Grell.” William whispered. “He might benefit better from being left alone when he’s like this.”
Grell frowned but nodded anyway. He placed his fingers between William’s and stared out of the car window. Before he knew it, his eyes had closed and he was fast asleep.
-XX-
When Grell awoke, it was to William mumbling from above him. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his mind, before he realised that he was being carried into the house.
“Will…?” Grell mumbled. “…Where’s Ronnie…?”
“He’s fine, Grell. He’s waiting in the car. I told him that I’d take you into the house and then I’d bring him in.”
“Is he okay?” Grell whispered. “I really messed up…”
William leant down and placed a kiss on Grell’s forehead. “You didn’t mess up, Grell. You were just excited. It’s going to be okay.”
Grell nodded. He struggled a little in his lover’s hold. “Will, I’m fine to walk… Really… I’d feel better if you tended to Ronnie first.”
“You know I’ll never put anyone before you,” William whispered. He let Grell down onto the ground. “If that’s how you feel, though… Go and get into bed, love. You need to sleep.”
Grell yawned. “No, I don’t – I’m fine. I’ll go and sit down on the couch but I’m not sleeping.”
William allowed a brief smirk to cross his face. “Always the stubborn one, aren’t you? Fine, but I’m not cleaning you up when you collapse onto the ground from exhaustion. Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.”
Grell giggled. “Alright. Go and look after my Ronnie while I go and ‘rest’.”
William kissed Grell’s cheek before he turned and left the house. Grell yawned and sauntered slowly through the hallway. He took the first right and buckled onto the white couch face-down. He sighed and nuzzled into the pillow, inhaling the sweet scent of William.
“My little Ronnie is going to feel right at home once he gets used to us,” Grell whispered to himself. He giggled again at the thought of having a son. “He’s going to love us one day.”
It was silent for a few minutes until the front door opened again and two sets of footsteps entered the living room. Grell glanced up and grinned at William before he turned and saw Ronald trailing in behind the Spears.
“Would you mind sitting up to make room for Ronald?” William sighed at the sight of Grell sprawled out across the couch. “I’m sure he’d like to sit down.”
Almost instantly, Grell sat up and made room on the couch. He wore a huge grin on his face and he giggled. He patted the couch, humming.
“Come sit with me, Ronnie, dear.” Grell giggled again. “There’s plenty of room of the couch for both of us.”
Ronald glanced at William with a tense body. William was sure that he was expecting a beating. The brunet smiled.
“Go on, Ronald.” William encouraged. “You don’t need permission to do anything in this house, okay? You can do whatever you want to do.”
Ronald tightened his hold on his teddy. His body started to shake again and a few tears slipped down his cheeks.
“Darling, don’t cry…” Grell frowned. “It makes me want to cry when you do.”
“Let’s leave him alone for a while, Grell.” William turned and walked out of the living room, knowing that Grell would follow.
Grell shot a concerned glance at Ronald before he stood up. “Sweetie, I’m going to leave you alone for a while so that you can relax at your own pace, okay? If you need anything, I’ll be upstairs with Will.”
Ronald didn’t do anything but cry harder. Grell had to fight his natural instinct to hug the child until he stopped crying and instead followed behind his lover.
“Will, dear, I feel so sorry for him…” Grell whispered as he walked behind the taller male up the stairs. “His arms… They’re self-inflicted…”
“I know, love.” William opened the bedroom door. He walked over to the bed and sat down on it. “I can see why you wanted him so badly, though. Truth be told, I want him as well.”
“Did you bring his file in with you?” Grell asked as he cuddled up on William’s lap.
“I did. It’s downstairs on the coffee table. We’ll look at it tonight when he’s sleeping, okay?”
Grell nodded. He planted a few kisses along William’s neck before he spoke again. “Do you think he’ll be okay during the night? What if he doesn’t want to sleep?”
“If that’s the case, we’ll take turns in staying up with him, okay?”
“We can’t do that. You have to get up early for work.”
“And you’ve had no sleep, Grell. You need it.”
Grell pouted. He crossed his arms stubbornly and looked away. William couldn’t help but smile. He wrapped his arms around Grell’s waist and held him close.
“Look, whatever happens we’ll deal with it as it comes, okay? There’s no way I’m going to send him back there – not with what I’ve seen.”
Grell nodded. He grabbed his hair and wrapped it around his finger. “…He’s a lot like I was, Will… So scared of the world…”
“Shh…” William held his lover tight. “Let’s not think about that, okay? We’re thinking of Ronald.”
“Mmm…” Grell closed his eyes, losing himself in William’s comforting embrace. “…My sweet little Ronnie…”
William remained quiet. He knew that Grell was beginning to fall asleep.
-XX-
Downstairs, Ronald cried harder as he looked around the living room. There was a large white couch against the wall that separated the living room and the hallway. A flat screen TV stood across from the couch and a giant bookcase was pushed against the far wall that seemed to lead to a kitchen. A large window took up most of the wall, overlooking a lush garden and houses across the street.
This family was rich, and that terrified Ronald. He knew that the ones who had money were cruel and snobbish, treating Ronald as if he was nothing more than dirt that was dragged in from the bottom of their shoes. This family would be no different. It was clear that they were trying to seem nice, but he knew that in the end, he would only be hurt if he trusted them.
Ronald wanted to sit down – he really did – but he had been beaten for sitting upon couches so often, he had learnt to just stand where he was. He held his teddy to his chest, sobbing into his fake fur. He wanted to go back to the orphanage where he could hide away from the world – not be here where two men’s attention was going to be focused on him.
Ronald had been with same-sex parents before, and he knew for a fact that they were the worst. They had done horrible things to his body that he didn’t like and never wanted to experience again. He was sure that these two would be the same and no amount of kindness would make it right.
Ronald wasn’t sure how long he had stood there for, but when he heard footsteps behind him, he sobbed harder. He spun around the spot and fearfully stared at the red-head that he was sure was named Grell.
“Honey…” Grell took a few more slow steps towards Ronald before he knelt down on the ground before the boy. “…Dearest Ronnie, I want you to know that if ever you need something, Will and I can take care of you, okay? That’s why we adopted you – because we wanted a child to raise together and neither of us wants to see you suffering, okay? How old are you, Ronnie?”
Ronald held up his two hands. He used his fingers to indicate that he was ten.
“So you’re ten?”
Ronald nodded.
“I see. Oh, sweetie, I assume you like cats?”
Ronald nodded again.
Grell grinned. “That’s good. We have a cat named Snowball. She’s around the house somewhere. You’re welcome to play with her if you can find her. She’s a little anti-social but she won’t hurt you. She’ll just hide. We adopted her, as well. She had a mean owner who hurt her. She was so scared, but she sleeps with Will and I at night now. I’m sure you’ll love her.”
A small smile graced Ronald’s lips. He always had loved animals. They were the only ones who had ever been nice to him. Unlike people, who only ever used and abused him.
“Ronnie, Will and I are going to go out and buy you some new clothes, okay? Will wants to know if there’s anything at all you want to do while we’re in town.”
Ronald shook his head. He took a few steps backwards and watched Grell warily. The Sutcliff tried to think of what he could have done to upset the boy.
“I’ll be in the kitchen making lunch, okay?” Grell whispered. “It’s already been two hours since you’ve arrived so you must be starving.”
Ronald frowned. He looked down at the ground and started to ignore the elder. He was vaguely aware of Grell’s defeated sigh before he was alone once again.
That red-head sure was trying hard to set him up for heartbreak.
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