[Danny lowers his weapon, but doesn't let go of it either, eying his tools nearby speculatively.]
Mm... and how would you propose doing so? I'm interested to hear what you suggest.
[Doing this here, in this space of dreams? In the real world? Danny's pretty certain that he's outclassed regardless, but he's already made it this far into the conversation without backing down.]
I have an unfair advantage here in the dream realm, but it also makes recovering from injuries trivial. Whether you prefer that or the real world, I will abide by your decision.
Grimm, you're talking to someone who has in the past repeatedly been stabbed, shot, choked, electrocuted... injuries themselves become rather trivial when you're committed to your ambitions, provided that you treat them sooner rather than later.
[He may not be a literal bug like Grimm, but Danny sure does have the tenacity of a cockroach when it comes to surviving things most humans shouldn't.]
Not to mention, it just seems... less romantic that way, if you can't actually feel the warmth of the other person in a dance, you know? [A pause, before he shrugs.] Goodness, perhaps the saying that "the best first dance one can have is typically saved for the wedding" actually has some weight to it... or however it goes. I don't really recall it that well.
Propasal? [And just like that, Danny has gone from rather casual roundabout threats of gouging out his boyfriend's eyes to face turning pink and becoming flustered as he averts his gaze momentarily.
It's not like he hasn't thought about it before, the idea of getting married someday. But remembering what kind of person he actually is tends to put a damper on that at those times, and despite Grimm still apparently being interested in dating him... surely there's a limit to that, isn't there...?]
Don't tease me like that--I mean, really now, I'm definitely not actually someone marriage worthy... let alone still able to be admired that much, given...
[His poor boyfriend, so easily flustered. Grimm reaches for his hands to take them in his, not minding that he's still holding a scalpel that he just threatened him with.]
I do not have much time to give, but what I have is yours if you desire it. Even knowing all your flaws, you are still my beloved one, Danny.
[Are you sure about that Grimm, because you're making a really strong argument here for your perfection status otherwise.
Danny looks at their hands, before he smiles. It's not quite as manic as his previous ones, more natural as he huffs a soft laugh.]
You really love me that much.
[It's not phrased like a question as his habit to do during moments like this when his worst flaws are exposed. He can really believe it now, that love is the right word for this feeling here.]
[It is certainly a more gentle way of waking than he's usually had before whenever he has dreams of his past home. Normally he tends to wake up with a gasp or jerk of his body in startled movement, but like this... this is much more pleasant.
And comfortable, once he registers that Grimm is curled around him. He breathes out a sigh, before he slowly reaches his arms out to try to return the loose embrace they're in. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, before finally he speaks once he is certain that his voice isn't groggy... or potentially miserable sounding, given what he says.]
I'm sorry. [...] I hadn't really... planned on ever telling you about that place, or what about what kind of life I lived there. I apologize for... not being honest with you about what kind of person you were seeing here.
... I don't think I would have blamed you, if you had.
[Maybe that's a sign that he actually does love Grimm, if he would have been willing to let Grimm leave him without potentially going homicidal over it... or would that mean the opposite? Hard to say at this moment in time, given that it looks like Grimm isn't going to leave him here.]
I must admit a part of me was a little afraid that I'd wake up alone a moment ago, but... I am truly grateful that you're still here.
[He prefers being held physically than having his sins held against him, ha ha.]
[A pause, and then he looks up at the ceiling for a moment, considering.]
Would you want a public or private ceremony? I must admit that I only have a few people that I consider friends here right now, or pleasant enough that I think they'd behave themselves at the wedding.
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[In both meanings of the word.]
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Mm... and how would you propose doing so? I'm interested to hear what you suggest.
[Doing this here, in this space of dreams? In the real world? Danny's pretty certain that he's outclassed regardless, but he's already made it this far into the conversation without backing down.]
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[He may not be a literal bug like Grimm, but Danny sure does have the tenacity of a cockroach when it comes to surviving things most humans shouldn't.]
Not to mention, it just seems... less romantic that way, if you can't actually feel the warmth of the other person in a dance, you know? [A pause, before he shrugs.] Goodness, perhaps the saying that "the best first dance one can have is typically saved for the wedding" actually has some weight to it... or however it goes. I don't really recall it that well.
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[Lightly teasing because he can’t resist.]
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It's not like he hasn't thought about it before, the idea of getting married someday. But remembering what kind of person he actually is tends to put a damper on that at those times, and despite Grimm still apparently being interested in dating him... surely there's a limit to that, isn't there...?]
Don't tease me like that--I mean, really now, I'm definitely not actually someone marriage worthy... let alone still able to be admired that much, given...
[You know. The serial killing.]
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I do not have much time to give, but what I have is yours if you desire it. Even knowing all your flaws, you are still my beloved one, Danny.
[No one is perfect, and he's certainly not.]
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Danny looks at their hands, before he smiles. It's not quite as manic as his previous ones, more natural as he huffs a soft laugh.]
You really love me that much.
[It's not phrased like a question as his habit to do during moments like this when his worst flaws are exposed. He can really believe it now, that love is the right word for this feeling here.]
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[It fills him with warmth that Danny might finally be able to accept that.]
Would you wake with me, my love? Romantic conversations are better suited for our bed.
[Not that there's anything wrong with Danny's hospital floor with the smell of blood...]
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Okay.
[A pause, before he says--]
You know, usually my dreams of this place end with my death, so it's kind of surreal, thinking I might wake up without that happening first.
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Allow me to wake you more gently, then.
[When Danny opens his eyes, he'll find himself in their bed with Grimm curled up around him, arms wrapped loosely over his waist.]
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And comfortable, once he registers that Grimm is curled around him. He breathes out a sigh, before he slowly reaches his arms out to try to return the loose embrace they're in. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, before finally he speaks once he is certain that his voice isn't groggy... or potentially miserable sounding, given what he says.]
I'm sorry. [...] I hadn't really... planned on ever telling you about that place, or what about what kind of life I lived there. I apologize for... not being honest with you about what kind of person you were seeing here.
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[He doesn't have a typical human's sense of morality, but he knows the fear of people leaving you as well as anyone.]
I shall not hold it against you.
[He presses a soft kiss to Danny's forehead.]
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[Maybe that's a sign that he actually does love Grimm, if he would have been willing to let Grimm leave him without potentially going homicidal over it... or would that mean the opposite? Hard to say at this moment in time, given that it looks like Grimm isn't going to leave him here.]
I must admit a part of me was a little afraid that I'd wake up alone a moment ago, but... I am truly grateful that you're still here.
[He prefers being held physically than having his sins held against him, ha ha.]
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[He brushes back Danny’s hair and presses a kiss over his eyelid, the one belonging to his missing eye.]
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[He moves his face up so that he can kiss Grimm proper here. He can't just be the only one getting such kind gestures of affection, after all.]
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[He smiles into the kiss, before something occurs to them.]
If we are considering marriage, I would like to at least tell the Knight about us. Will your shyness allow for that?
[He doesn't know the real reason Danny didn't want him spreading the word, he still thinks it's just embarrassment and a desire for privacy.]
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[A pause, and then he looks up at the ceiling for a moment, considering.]
Would you want a public or private ceremony? I must admit that I only have a few people that I consider friends here right now, or pleasant enough that I think they'd behave themselves at the wedding.
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[Most people wouldn't understand.]
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[Plus he wouldn't want Moon Knights potentially barging in thinking they're trying to murder each other or something. Especially not Jyuto.]
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[Beating the shit out of each other is intimate, you heard it here first.]
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[Beating the shit out of each other on your wedding is super romantic.
Danny hums in consideration here.]
What about Grimmchild? Would they want to be involved in the ceremony, such as carrying the rings or what not?
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[They have a tiny tux and everything.]
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Oh, good! In that case I am sure they will exceed expectations, given that they are already experienced at this sort of thing.
[A pause... and then he frowns slightly as he admits.]
I'm actually not sure what else we should do for a wedding. I've never really been to any myself before.
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[He has a few memories of them, mostly from other Grimms.]
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