Just like a Feather (Completed)

The Beginning of Something

William goes to his room and shuts the door behind him as he enter inside. When he passes by the mirror infront of his bed he spots the cut on his right forearm.

William's eyes widen a little and he quickly rushes towards his draw beside his bed.

He takes out a needle and a heavy thread ball, he picks a string of thread from the ball and inserts it into needle's hole with a little shaky hands.

William always feared that someone might know his truth that his body is made of feathers completely except his head.

Grace and mother are the only ones who knows about his secret despite the mother's evil side she just uses him for advantages only but grace doesn't judge him or be scared of him or something and she even helped him in overcomimg his fear of mother and face her instead.

William was struggling in sewing his cut cause it was painful and it was really hard to sew it with his left hand, he would always sew his body wound with right hand but never with his left hand.

William gets up from his bed, takes the needle and thread ball with him and exits the room with a pace.

Grace was sitting on a chair beside a window in her room while reading a book in her hands with a light lamp beside her, she suddenly hears knocks infront of her door, grace frowns her eyebrows.

'who is it at this time?' she thinks to herself and gets up from her chair and goes near her room door, grace opens it casually but to her suprise william was the one who knocked on her door. She was subconsciously happy that he was the one who knocked

"What is it?" She acted cool hiding her excitement.
"Um uh.." william hesitates.
"Can you..sew my..cut?" He takes a while to say that but still manages to say it, william was kinda embarrassed to ask for her help

"Well well look who is here, asking for help" grace smiles mischievously.
"Are you gonna help me or not?"
"Hmm let me think" she says as she taps her finger on chin

William sighs in annyounce and starts to walk away

"Heyy wait, sorry!" grace yells behind him and starts to laugh.

"Fine fine I'll do it, come inside" she says while laughing, william silently goes inside her room with a grumpy expression.

William was sitting on her bed with the needle and thread ball in his hands.

Grace slides her chair infront of william and sits on it

"Give your arm" she asks
William looks at her and gives his wounded hand to her, she gently takes his hand and the needle, he was a little suprised that grace didn't ask him about how he got the cut cause he himself doesn't know how he got it

"I'm not really good at sewing hands but I'm good in sewing clothes" she says while gently sewing his hand, grace wanted to distract him from the pain of the needle piercing through his skin

"How is a person good at everything but not at sewing with his left hand?" She asks him jokingly, william gives her a death glare, grace bursts out laughing

"Just kidding jerk!" She says while laughing, she shakes her head and proceeds to sew his hand gently

Grace was really focused in sewing his hand, william was just staring at her, he doesn't know why but staring at her was the biggest distriction for him, grace didn't notice that he was staring at her the whole time but not in a creepy way just...like a distriction

"Ok! All done!" She says with a smile, william shakes his head away from the sight of her

"Uhh w-well thanks.." he says without looking at her, grace scoffs at that and smiles at last