Grimmverse

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: I absolutely agree! I'll be doing my best from now on to make it so.

Leo: I'm not going to complain about you wanting to spend your free time with me. I'd gladly take up all of your time if you let me.

Leo: Almost don't want to admit it, but I can't seem to get enough of you, Detective.

Leo: Don't hit the road, please.

Grant: I teach you how to fight and how to be a Grimm and in return you teach me how to be a lech? Sounds fair to me.

Grant: Well... Have at, because I can't think of a better way to spend it. I really enjoy spending time with you, Leo, and I know that probably isn't right, because I'm Wesen and you're the Grimm, but it's been a long time since I felt this comfortable with someone and this drawn to a person, so I guess we were just meant to be a team.

Grant: And don't you dare make fun of me for saying that. That was sincere and you better damn appreciate that I'm trying not to regret saying it.

Grant: I won't hit the road. Only to come to your place. With sandwiches.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: You think I could easily be a good source of "dirty" in your life, Grant? I agree, especially since I essentially just went the literal route of "you look good enough to eat."

Leo: Hey, no obligations to spend all your free time with me if you'd rather be out getting laid.

Leo: But you still think there's going to be a "future Mr Fitz" when I'm spending all /my/ free time with /you/.

Leo: Wouldn't change that. I think I prefer you.

Grant: Well, you sure seem like you're eagerly sitting in the gutter right now, so I'm sure you could inform my thinking so that I'm more dirty.

Grant: And if I'd rather spend my free time with you?

Grant: Hey, the same offer extends to you. I can hit the road if you're looking to find someone to take back to bed.

Grant: Even if you think you prefer me.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: ...You're welcome.

Leo: Then you definitely need a bigger supply of dirty in your life. Detective Ward.

Leo: I think you need some lucky guy to make YOU happy. Give you a break from that badge, you know?

Leo: Excuse me, I'm not "easy." Only for you.

Grant: That could either be a suggestion or an offer, and I think you could easily... Yep.

Grant: Yeah, the badge. That ol' ball and chain, always weighing me down. But, like I said, all my free time is spent with you, so that's not happening any time soon, is it?

Grant: Only for me. I think I like that. I'm sure the future Mr Fitz won't though.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Oh, you're into that, too? I can't say I wouldn't be willing to try it. For you.

Leo: Married to your badge - oh, keep talking dirty to me, Detective Grant.

Leo: Everything you're suggesting right now is weird for you to suggest. What's gotten into you? Not that I'm complaining.

Leo: Moonlight serenades are overrated. Just bring me some sandwiches and ice cream and we'll call it a deal.

Grant: Thanks for the offer.

Grant: What else do you want me to say? I think I'm out of dirty. And it's Detective Ward, Mr Fitz.

Grant: I wasn't SUGGESTING anything! You're the one who's been suggesting ALL OF IT. I was just stating facts. Until that part. That was the only thing I suggested.

Grant: You're pretty easy, huh? You'll make some lucky guy happy one day. No serenades, no rings, just sandwiches and ice cream.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Wow, Grant. That was like a Freudian slip in text form.

Leo: If you were getting spoiled, I'd be the one getting the "cream", don't you think?

Leo: WOW. I don't think I've ever seen this side of you. This sinning, cock-licking side. Again, /quite/ an image, Grant.

Leo: I can't believe it either. I haven't closed my mouth in a while.

Leo: The courting's so much fun though!! You'll miss out on me playing hard to get.

Grant: It's another flavour of ice cream. Eat me.

Grant: ...I need to really think about these messages before I send them.

Grant: Yeah, an image that many an unlucky bunch have been deprived of because I'm married to my badge and spend all my free time with my sinful bff.

Grant: So you savour the idea of that. Or something. That's probably weird for me to suggest.

Grant: Okay, I will court you, but I better not have to do any moonlight serenading.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: It's absolutely you. I'll have a cookie for you when you get here.

Leo: "Cock-LOVING". That's quite an image that brings up, Grant. Didn't know you felt so strongly. Fascinating.

Leo: It does. It says you're my kind of guy.

Grant: Cookies and cream. I'm getting spoiled tonight.

Grant: *ice cream

Grant: Well, cock-liking looks like cock-licking. Which, I mean...

Grant: Yeah, that too?

Grant: Jesus, I can't believe I'm having this conversation between filing paperwork.

Grant: Also, good, we can just go straight to the altar, then. No need for any of that courting nonsense.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Now who's being a pain in the ass, huh?

Leo: Thanks. You love it.

Leo: So was I. Not because of the Grimm thing, which is probably more on the "righteous" side, but mainly because I like cock.

Leo: Thank you, Grant. That really means a lot to me.

Leo: Do you regret saying it after reading what /I/ just said?

Grant: Is it me? I bet it's me.

Grant: Kind of. I'm a special case.

Grant: Shit, I guess that means I came out with two strikes against me. Cock-loving demon-looking asshole. Shit. Not a good combo.

Grant: I really don't regret it at all. Does that say something about me?

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Go hide in the bathroom if you're going to cry. Don't send me any pictures. I'm a sympathy-crier.

Leo: That sounds just weird enough to be right. Delicious, delicious moose tracks.

Leo: And then you take His name in vain. We are both in possession of a one-way ticket straight to Hell, I'm sure.

Leo: Fun, though, isn't it? Being terrible sinners together?

Grant: I'm going to send you VIDEOS. Make sure you bawl.

Grant: You're such a damn weirdo.

Grant: I think I was born with my one way ticket in hand, considering I resemble what most Conservative Christians would define as a demon every now and again.

Grant: That being said, there's no one I'd rather sin with than you, bud.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: How could I ever make fun of you for that? Best thing that's ever happened to me.

Leo: I like that chocolate kind with the fudge and the peanut butter cups in it. What's that called again?

Leo: That's not what most conservative Christians would say two dicks together means.

Leo: But I happen to agree with you.

Grant: You're going to make me tear up, Leo.

Grant: Peanut butter moose tracks? That sound right?

Grant: Jesus Christ.

Grant: I almost dropped my phone.

Grant: That being said. Okay.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Nah, I've absolutely been the king of pains in the ass, I'm sorry.

Leo: I didn't ask for any of it, but no way would I trade it. Wouldn't have met you if I wasn't a Grimm, for starters...and even if I had, you wouldn't have gotten stuck with me and ended up liking me.

Leo: You had plenty of reasons to doubt my sincerity there. I don't blame you.

Leo: I mean, ice cream sounds great, though. Won't say no to that ;)

[five minutes later]

Leo: I'm sorry I was a dick too.

Grant: You're not allowed to make fun of me when I say I'm glad I got stuck with you and ended up liking you.

Grant: Ice cream will come with the sandwiches then. Any requests?

Grant: We're a couple of dicks, aren't we? Must mean we were made for each other of something.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Well, I don't try to be. Most of the time. But you can be too.

Leo: Good thing I've got a soft spot for you, too.

Leo: Guess that's fair. Not that I'd know. But I'm sorry you ever have to see them.

Leo: Hey...I mean, I get why you'd think otherwise, but I was actually being serious.

Grant: I guess it is a lucky thing.

Grant: I guess I've kind of been being a pain in the ass for most of this conversation, huh?

Grant: I don't blame you for them. It's not like you asked for any of this. Hell, you'd probably be happier not having been what you are.

Grant: Okay... I'm an asshole.

Grant: Not that it's going to make it up to you, but how about I pick up ice cream or something? I really want to see you too, and I'm sorry I was a dick.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: But do YOU call me a pain in the ass? Do you really think I am? I don't want you to think I'm a pain in the ass. I'm sorry, Grant.

Leo: Hey, it's not my fault, I didn't know what I was. How was I supposed to help it? Anyway, I thought you liked my eyes.

Leo: Come on...I really want to know what this book says. Your French is so good. I'll even go pick up the food and have it ready for you when you come here.

Leo: Please, Grant?

Leo: I really want to see you.

Grant: That's not fair... You can be a pain in the ass, Leo, you really can. I'm going to regret this, but I think I have a soft spot for your brand of pain in the ass.

Grant: I like YOUR eyes. The Grimm's eyes give me shivers. I've gotten used to them but it's not like I want to see them all the time. I'm glad I don't have to. No offense.

Grant: You're playing dirty.

Grant: I'm surprised you didn't send a selfie of you using the damned kicked-puppy eyes on me to really punctuate that.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: It sounds like you're admitting it. You basically just admitted it.

Leo: They don't call me a genius for nothing.

Leo: Yeah, it's pretty obvious, but I still like hearing it. I mean, we both know it wasn't exactly love at first sight.

Leo: Well, I'll be honest, Grant, when you come running the second I call, and you tell me you love my blue eyes and admit you can't resist them, it's hard to think otherwise.

Grant: Fine. You win.

Grant: They also don't call you a pain in the ass for nothing.

Grant: Yeah, and who's fault was that? The one going around showing his freaky Grimm eyes to every Wesen in Portland, maybe?

Grant: No.

Grant: Maybe I won't come over tonight after all. It's making your head inflate. And I think it's hard for most people to resist kicked-puppy eyes, I doubt I'm a special case.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Because I refuse to admit that I'm wrong when I know I'm right.

Leo: Of course I used the kicked-puppy look against you. It worked, and we had a great time at lunch. It wasn't about the food. I just wanted to spend some time with you.

Leo: I know you like me...whether or not you ADMIT they made you give in...

Leo: How about I just don't use that against you anymore? And I promise I won't spread the word about your huge, warm, gooey lovey-dovey soft spot for the Grimm.

Grant: That makes one of us then...

Grant: That should be cheating. That has to be cheating, using those things against me.

Grant: Fuck, no, let me take that back, that sounds like I'm admitting it.

Grant: Fine.

Grant: I had a really good time, too. You know I love spending time with you. I mean, I think it's obvious by now.

Grant: You're making it sound a whole lot worse than it is. Like I'm ga-ga for you or something...

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: That's very sweet of you. And you know I'd do the same for you.

Leo: If you insist.

Leo: But you were so set on it until I gave you that kicked-puppy look. You told me you weren't even hungry yet.

Leo: Come on, now, Grant, that was something that made me realize how much you must like me. You really wanna take that away?

Grant: I know.

Grant: I do insist. Why can't you just admit you're wrong?

Grant: ...I didn't say I wasn't hungry. Did I? I don't remember saying that... And if I did then you definitely used the kicked-puppy look against me!

Grant: Aw come on Leo, that's not fair. You know I like you whether I admit your big sad eyes made me give in or not.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: You are. You're being so nice, Grant, and I hope you know how much I appreciate it.

Leo: I owe you one. Several, really.

Leo: That "mostly" almost sounded like an admission...

Leo: One time you HAVEN'T? Well, when I came to the precinct two weeks ago and I wanted to go for lunch but you wanted to finish up some paperwork that didn't need done right away. Flashed those eyes at you and you were out of there two minutes later, and having lunch with me in seven.

Grant: You don't owe me anything, Leo, I'm just doing you a favour.

Grant: It wasn't an admission, you're inferring things where there is nothing.

Grant: All right...

Grant: But I was hungry, and you had a point about how the paperwork would still be there when I got back.

Grant: And I was hungry.

[wesenward]

Text - Leo

Leo: Okay, true. And you know I would never take advantage of you to find out if you WERE, in fact, "at my beck and call."

Leo: Though I do feel the need to point out that you've just made plans to come over, bring me food, and read a French book for me.

Leo: Yeah? Well, if it makes you feel better to pretend...

Grant: Well, obviously.

Grant: ...

[five minutes later]

Grant: Listen, I'm just being NICE, okay? That's not being at your beck and call or being wrapped around your little finger... Mostly.

Grant: Leo, I'm not pretending. I have.

Grant: Name ONE TIME I haven't.