Feral Possession

Confliction

  Sitting behind the couch as I was sewing up the holes from Grimmjow's claws, I could hear the TV playing and switching channels. The demon was on the couch with Dagur, and I would have had him fix the couch instead since he did the damage but he didn't know how to sew. Well, either he didn't know how to sew or he just said he didn't.

  But then again, I couldn't even picture Grimmjow doing such delicate work like this. He'd probably accidentally rip it more while trying.

  "Hey, I've been thinking about something." I spoke up while pulling the needle through the fabric over the couch.

  "Congratulations, you have a brain." Grimmjow popped off while changing the channel again.

  "Fine, I won't tell you then." My hands continued to work as I waited patiently.

  "....Thinking about what?"

  "I didn't think you wanted to hear it."

  "Just fucking say it already."

  "I was thinking, if you can go without killing someone....I'll let you start going places with me." I tightened the thread before a head of blue hair peeked over the back of the couch. Grimmjow looked at me skeptically with narrowed eyes.

  "Bullshit."

  "No bullshit. You, uh, did well on the dog walk. And, you know, since I can't take my katana with me into places like the grocery store, it might be better to have you around." I said while looking up at the demon, and his eyes narrowed even more.

  "So I can't kill people, but demons are free game?"

  "Well, you should try avoiding transforming with people around, but other than that...." Shrugging, I saw his ears flick.

  "You know that'll piss off the exorcists."

  "Who said they had to know? And if they find out, they can't say anything against it so long as you're behaving."

  "Why should I believe you'd let me go out that often?"

  "Why shouldn't you?"

  "Plenty of reasons why I shouldn't."

  "Do you want to get out or not?"

  "Yes." Grimmjow quickly said.

  "Okay, then." I dropped my gaze back to the tears in the couch to stick the needle through the fabric again. I could still feel Grimmjow looking at me for a few seconds more as if he was waiting for me to say 'sike'. However, when he eventually caught on I wasn't going to, he slid back down on the couch to watch TV again.

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  "Remember, you need to stay beside me so you don't get lost." I pointed.

  "I'm not a fucking child."

  "Do you really want to get stuck in a crowd of humans?" Raising my eyebrows as I looked at Grimmjow, I crossed my arms.

  "No."

  "I didn't think so. Now....let's see how this goes." I softly sighed before turning to face the grocery store. Grimmjow hadn't been too fond of the drive here, but hopefully, he'd do better now that he could walk around.

  Grabbing a cart, we entered the store with the demon just a few steps behind me. I then dug out the shopping list from my pocket and went into an aisle. I could still sense Grimmjow behind me, so I didn't bother to look back and check.

  However, now that we were here, I noticed he was rather....quiet. It was uncharacteristic of him, and it looked like he was just observing his surroundings when I checked on him. He even kept his hands in his pockets while never being more than three steps behind me.