[Danny blinks, Grimm's voice snapping him out of his murderous haze momentarily as he turns to look at him. He does indeed have blood on him, including a splash of it on his glasses and cheek where he got hit with spatter from the man's face. He hasn't noticed yet though, or maybe hasn't given too much care about his appearance yet. He hasn't quite mentally reached "oh shit the husband caught me doing a violence" yet as he responds rather casually.]
Oh... hey.
[There's a pause, before he then makes a shrugging motion and holds out a hand in a "oh well" sort of gesture.]
Sorry I was late coming home. I had some unexpected business to take care of here first.
[He turns his attention back to the bleeding man, smiling in a friendly matter.]
Have you changed your mind yet in regards to our little disagreement? I'd like to hear what you have to say now.
[The man... doesn't really give an answer, still concerned about the fact that they are bleeding from their face and can't see. Grimm will hear him mumble something though about calling Danny a "fucking freak for attacking them over their weird dog" among their whimpering about the blood in their eyes.]
[Man, not only is this poor fuck gonna lose an eye, he's having to deal with this guy flirting in front of him.
Either way, Danny reaches out to grab the man by the hair and jerks them into smacking into the wall behind them again. They yelp and momentarily let go of their face, which shows that miraculously, they actually do still have both eyes. There's a deep cut over their right eye however, deep enough that even if Danny decides to leave it be, the man is potentially going to end up blind regardless.]
Sorry, could you speak up? I didn't quite hear you the first time.
[His other hand holds up the knife to the man's still functioning eye, and the man at this point seems to finally catch on that Danny very well might kill him here. He starts begging to be let go, please don't kill him, etc. etc. Danny hums loudly in consideration before he speaks.]
That's still not an apology for hitting Grimmchild and insulting them, you know.
["Dude, it was an accident! I swear! I didn't mean to, it's not my fault--"]
I'm still not hearing an "I'm sorry" coming out of that mouth... perhaps I need to do something about that tongue of yours too... what do you think?
[He glances at Grimm, now that he finally has some context for why exactly this fight even started to begin with here.]
[Danny adjusts his grip on the man's head so that he can grip his chin instead of his scalp, proceeds to press the knife against the opposite edge at the corner of the man's mouth to prepare shoving it inward...
Finally, the man starts babbling what sounds vaguely like an "wait, stop, stop, I'm sorry, fuck, I'm sorry, stop--" around the edge of the knife and blood starting to gather and spill down his lips...
Danny finally pulls the knife back and the man slumps momentarily in relief.]
See, was that so hard? Though, I'm not sure if that apology is sincere enough for my liking, since it's possible that you might continue to bring trouble to me and my family...
[The man very quickly shakes his head back and forth, babbling something about not going to bother them or go to the cops, hell, willing to fucking leave town if it makes them happy in order to avoid them. Danny considers it, before he speaks.]
I suppose I could let you live with only this if you do just that. But I would suggest doing so as soon as possible. You wouldn't want to delay the opportunity being given here, right Mark? [Danny does some kind of hand motion that involves whipping out a wallet that it seems he managed to snatch off the person here as he glances at the driver's license in there again.] Instead of having to come pay a house visit to make sure you're keeping to your word there, I'd prefer to put this behind us just as much as I'm sure you'd like to.
[He then tosses the wallet back at the man where it bounces off his chest and falls into a puddle of blood on the ground before Danny stands proper and stretches, pocketing his knife before turning his attention to Grimm.]
Let us be off. That's quite enough excitement for one day, I feel.
[Grimm offers his arm, not minding that Danny likely has literal blood on his hands. Nor caring what the man on the ground thinks of them - he's no longer an issue.]
[Danny takes the offered arm, no longer interested in the man on the ground either--the adrenaline is starting to wane a bit, and thus he is ready to go home rather than drag out the man's suffering any longer than necessary.
Hopefully, Grimmchild is fine when they get back... if not perhaps prepared or being prevented from seeing their other dad come home with blood on them.]
[Danny gives Grimmchild a small smile, maybe even one that could be called apologetic, before he pets it's head with one of his hands that's actually surprisingly clean rather than dealing with any blood spatter.]
I'm alright. I'm sorry for worrying you like that.
[Meow! That's okay, Danny can rest or whatever it is they're going to do.
Rest is not at all what Grimm has in mind. As soon as he leads Danny into the bedroom and has the door locked behind him, he pulls Danny close to him, whispering into his ear.]
[For a second, Danny had thought maybe he was going to get some kind of lecture about having threatened to stab that guy in front of the child before Grimm had arrived, or something about possibly causing trouble they'll have to contend with if that guy does end up going to the cops anyway...
But this is nice. Very nice in fact as he leans into Grimm's hold, smile becoming a little more giddier as he typically tends to be whenever he gets complimented like this.]
[Aww. Danny reaches his arms up to loop around Grimm's neck as he nuzzles against him here.]
That was certainly a wonderful dance we had.
[His tone is fond, and maybe with anyone else, he'd be self-conscious about the blood he's probably transferring from his clothes and skin onto Grimm here. But he doesn't think he needs to be here as he idly traces a finger against the other's back where his hands are, thinking aloud for a moment.]
You know, I did consider tearing out that man's eyes for what he said... but then, I had a realization of sorts. They were far too dull to think about wanting to keep as a memento... in fact, everyone's eyes these days seem far too uninteresting, in comparison to yours. I don't have a need for such boring souvenirs, when I could just keep looking into your lovely eyes instead...
[... It didn't stop him from blinding the poor fucker in some manner anyway, though.]
[Absolutely delighted to hear that - he has the best husband of anyone, he's sure.
Grimm wastes no further time in kissing Danny, deep and heated from the word go. He strokes Danny's cheek with a warm hand, tugging him closer with the other.]
[Danny allows himself to be pulled closer so that they can kiss deeper, his own hands reaching up to Grimm's face so that he can run his fingers along the lines of Grimm's face near his lovely eyes.
Once again, not particularly caring at the moment if any blood that still lingers on his hands end up transferring onto Grimm's face in the process.]
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Oh... hey.
[There's a pause, before he then makes a shrugging motion and holds out a hand in a "oh well" sort of gesture.]
Sorry I was late coming home. I had some unexpected business to take care of here first.
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[Grimm reaches out to tenderly wipe some of the blood off of Danny's cheek.]
Have you taken care of it to your satisfaction?
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Maybe. Let me check something first.
[He turns his attention back to the bleeding man, smiling in a friendly matter.]
Have you changed your mind yet in regards to our little disagreement? I'd like to hear what you have to say now.
[The man... doesn't really give an answer, still concerned about the fact that they are bleeding from their face and can't see. Grimm will hear him mumble something though about calling Danny a "fucking freak for attacking them over their weird dog" among their whimpering about the blood in their eyes.]
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Do as you feel best. I won't stand in your way, dear.
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[Man, not only is this poor fuck gonna lose an eye, he's having to deal with this guy flirting in front of him.
Either way, Danny reaches out to grab the man by the hair and jerks them into smacking into the wall behind them again. They yelp and momentarily let go of their face, which shows that miraculously, they actually do still have both eyes. There's a deep cut over their right eye however, deep enough that even if Danny decides to leave it be, the man is potentially going to end up blind regardless.]
Sorry, could you speak up? I didn't quite hear you the first time.
[His other hand holds up the knife to the man's still functioning eye, and the man at this point seems to finally catch on that Danny very well might kill him here. He starts begging to be let go, please don't kill him, etc. etc. Danny hums loudly in consideration before he speaks.]
That's still not an apology for hitting Grimmchild and insulting them, you know.
["Dude, it was an accident! I swear! I didn't mean to, it's not my fault--"]
I'm still not hearing an "I'm sorry" coming out of that mouth... perhaps I need to do something about that tongue of yours too... what do you think?
[He glances at Grimm, now that he finally has some context for why exactly this fight even started to begin with here.]
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Nothing lethal, yes? Our child would be unhappy were they to learn of it.
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[Danny adjusts his grip on the man's head so that he can grip his chin instead of his scalp, proceeds to press the knife against the opposite edge at the corner of the man's mouth to prepare shoving it inward...
Finally, the man starts babbling what sounds vaguely like an "wait, stop, stop, I'm sorry, fuck, I'm sorry, stop--" around the edge of the knife and blood starting to gather and spill down his lips...
Danny finally pulls the knife back and the man slumps momentarily in relief.]
See, was that so hard? Though, I'm not sure if that apology is sincere enough for my liking, since it's possible that you might continue to bring trouble to me and my family...
[The man very quickly shakes his head back and forth, babbling something about not going to bother them or go to the cops, hell, willing to fucking leave town if it makes them happy in order to avoid them. Danny considers it, before he speaks.]
I suppose I could let you live with only this if you do just that. But I would suggest doing so as soon as possible. You wouldn't want to delay the opportunity being given here, right Mark? [Danny does some kind of hand motion that involves whipping out a wallet that it seems he managed to snatch off the person here as he glances at the driver's license in there again.] Instead of having to come pay a house visit to make sure you're keeping to your word there, I'd prefer to put this behind us just as much as I'm sure you'd like to.
[He then tosses the wallet back at the man where it bounces off his chest and falls into a puddle of blood on the ground before Danny stands proper and stretches, pocketing his knife before turning his attention to Grimm.]
Shall we head home now?
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[Grimm offers his arm, not minding that Danny likely has literal blood on his hands. Nor caring what the man on the ground thinks of them - he's no longer an issue.]
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[Danny takes the offered arm, no longer interested in the man on the ground either--the adrenaline is starting to wane a bit, and thus he is ready to go home rather than drag out the man's suffering any longer than necessary.
Hopefully, Grimmchild is fine when they get back... if not perhaps prepared or being prevented from seeing their other dad come home with blood on them.]
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He's fine, just as I promised. No need to worry, my dear.
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I'm alright. I'm sorry for worrying you like that.
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Now then, love, I need to borrow you for a while. [Lightly tugging on his arm.] Do you mind retiring to our room?
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[And then, to Grimmchild--]
We can go grocery shopping tomorrow instead, alright?
[But for now, alone time with Grimm feels in order after all that.]
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Rest is not at all what Grimm has in mind. As soon as he leads Danny into the bedroom and has the door locked behind him, he pulls Danny close to him, whispering into his ear.]
You were magnificent. Absolutely beautiful.
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But this is nice. Very nice in fact as he leans into Grimm's hold, smile becoming a little more giddier as he typically tends to be whenever he gets complimented like this.]
Really?
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[Danny's strength and skill are always beautiful to behold.]
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That was certainly a wonderful dance we had.
[His tone is fond, and maybe with anyone else, he'd be self-conscious about the blood he's probably transferring from his clothes and skin onto Grimm here. But he doesn't think he needs to be here as he idly traces a finger against the other's back where his hands are, thinking aloud for a moment.]
You know, I did consider tearing out that man's eyes for what he said... but then, I had a realization of sorts. They were far too dull to think about wanting to keep as a memento... in fact, everyone's eyes these days seem far too uninteresting, in comparison to yours. I don't have a need for such boring souvenirs, when I could just keep looking into your lovely eyes instead...
[... It didn't stop him from blinding the poor fucker in some manner anyway, though.]
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[Stable relationship convinces serial killer to minorly chill, news at eleven.]
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I love you.
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[Husband hot.]
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Not that you needed my permission for that. I'm more than happy to have you kiss me senseless whenever you wish.
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Grimm wastes no further time in kissing Danny, deep and heated from the word go. He strokes Danny's cheek with a warm hand, tugging him closer with the other.]
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Once again, not particularly caring at the moment if any blood that still lingers on his hands end up transferring onto Grimm's face in the process.]