June 2013
61 posts
Absence || Sutcliff1799
Kent took the comforting bits of affection and gave another try at a genuine smile. “Yeah. I miss him a real lot.” He mumbled and pushed up his glasses.
At the idea of having to share William he snickered. “No, it’s okay. I don’t doubt that he’s a great dad. Seems like a trait that comes with being a supervisor.”
“He will be back soon, lovey,” Grell reassured. “He has to be. As for Will, he is a wonderful father. Manager, yes, but it’s so much more than that.”
“I hope so. I think I’m gonna grow into this jacket by the time he gets back.” Kent grumbled, more jesting than anything. “I dunno much about dads, but I can imagine, just by the way he always yells at me when I’m doing dangerous stuff.” And by dangerous, Kent probably meant fun.
Absence || Sutcliff1799
“I- Ah, no, Miss. I know that you know that I know…uh.” He frazzled. “Right. Sorry. It’s…well, since today’s Father’s Day, and I don’t have my Manhattan supervisor to celebrate it with, I thought I’d spend the day with Ronald. I patched up his favorite jacket as a present and went down to his place and…yeah. Didn’t know he left for another trip.”
It was a known fact that Ronald had been off on another trip to a shorthanded dispatch; the only one who had been left out of the loop was his trainee.
Grell patted the boy’s shoulder and kissed his forehead as he would any of his children. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” he said softly. “You know we don’t enjoy these extended missions and being away from one another.”
In an attempt to make him smile. “I could always lend you Will for the day. He is a good father.”
Kent took the comforting bits of affection and gave another try at a genuine smile. “Yeah. I miss him a real lot.” He mumbled and pushed up his glasses.
At the idea of having to share William he snickered. “No, it’s okay. I don’t doubt that he’s a great dad. Seems like a trait that comes with being a supervisor.”
Absence || Sutcliff1799
He tugged absentmindedly at the too-long sleeve of the jacket, looking for all the world like a boy wearing a man’s clothes.
“Right. I thought so. I…ah, just thought I’d stop by….I was skating in the neighborhood and I thought I’d say hello.” He mused and rubbed the back of his neck.
“Mhm,” Grell hummed, in disbelief. “While I’m quite happy for the visit, I can’t imagine that’s the only reason.” He grinned. “You think I don’t know you by now, Kent?”
“I- Ah, no, Miss. I know that you know that I know…uh.” He frazzled. “Right. Sorry. It’s…well, since today’s Father’s Day, and I don’t have my Manhattan supervisor to celebrate it with, I thought I’d spend the day with Ronald. I patched up his favorite jacket as a present and went down to his place and…yeah. Didn’t know he left for another trip.”
It was a known fact that Ronald had been off on another trip to a shorthanded dispatch; the only one who had been left out of the loop was his trainee.
Absence || Sutcliff1799
The younger reaper smiled, nodding and making his way inside the house. He propped his skateboard against its usual spot by the door and promptly took a seat on the couch.
“It’s…Miss, it’s Father’s Day today, isn’t it?” He already knew the answer, really.
“Yes, it is,” Grell nodded, sitting with him.
He tugged absentmindedly at the too-long sleeve of the jacket, looking for all the world like a boy wearing a man’s clothes.
“Right. I thought so. I…ah, just thought I’d stop by….I was skating in the neighborhood and I thought I’d say hello.” He mused and rubbed the back of his neck.
Absence || Sutcliff1799
Kent rolled up the sidewalk to Grell’s house, popping his board under his arm and knocking quietly. He was wearing a suit jacket that was questionably big on him and despite his efforts to hide it, was looking pretty let down.
Grell looked up from his reading. Placing it aside, he moved quickly to the door.
“Kent!” he cried, happy to see the boy…but not the look on his face. “Darling, what’s wrong? Come in, come in!”
The younger reaper smiled, nodding and making his way inside the house. He propped his skateboard against its usual spot by the door and promptly took a seat on the couch.
“It’s…Miss, it’s Father’s Day today, isn’t it?” He already knew the answer, really.
Absence || Sutcliff1799
Kent rolled up the sidewalk to Grell’s house, popping his board under his arm and knocking quietly. He was wearing a suit jacket that was questionably big on him and despite his efforts to hide it, was looking pretty let down.
