Sweet Dreams

A/N: Hope you like it. It was more of a writing prompt but oh whale!

"I-I-uh....um..." Grell stared up at the reaper with the long silver hair.
"Shhhh......" The Undertaker cooed as his hand traced through his hair.
The Undertaker had Grell backed up against the wall of the funeral parlor.
"...okay...." Grell whispered.
A finger gently pressed on Grell's lip.
"Let me help you." Spoke the Undertaker in such a smooth caring  tone that Grell wanted nothing else.
"I just need you to relax, love."
The tension in Grell's face disappeared and soon his eyes closed.
"Oh, I gotcha." The Undertaker caught Grell and chuckled. He brought the man in red to his residence above the parlor, he rarely slept there but he thought maybe Grell would prefer it to a coffin....although the the coffins were very comfortable.
He laid Grell down on his bed and swept the hair off of his neck.
"This should help."
He sat on the stool adjacent to the bed and held his hand about an inch above Grell's face.
Grell had been having such bad nightmares that he hadn't slept anymore than three hours at a time for the last month. Or whatever time in human years. Will had finally given the man a few days off when the Undertaker found him asleep on a gravestone.
....blood splatter....
Grell winced.
"Well let's change that."
....suddenly a bouquet of red roses appeared in Grell's dreams....
...Will hit him repeatedly with his death scythe...
A small tear formed the in corner of his eye.
"You poor thing...I wouldn't let old Will hit you like that...silly...."
...the Undertaker appeared in Grell dreams playfully hitting him with a pillow....
...Sebastian repeatedly threw insults at Grell and slapped him...
Grell curled up on his side and the tears multipled.
"He may want to darling, but he wouldn't. You can do better than that mean demon."
...Sebastian threw nods of approval at him and striked attractive poses...
"Okay, time to wake up."
Grell slowly opened his eyes.
"Undertaker?" He muttered.
"Right here."
Grell sleepily held his arms open and barely opened his eyes.
The Undertaker chuckled lightly and hugged Grell around the waist. Grell draped his arms over the Undertaker's cloak and fell asleep again.
The Undertaker stayed there for a few more days in his bed with Grell until Grell had caught up on his sleep.
He laid there with the red head in his arms day and night correcting his dreams.
But when Grell was all better, he decided not to leave.
;)