Griffith was sprawled out contentedly with Harper, absolutely exhausted from their endeavors. He had his arm wrapped about Harper's shoulders, fingers lightly treading over her shoulder, his movements lazy.
"Hmmm? Are you?" He asked, cracking open his eyes to glance down at Harper as she admired him.
"Yeah." Harper nodded, snuggling closer. "You never told me about the ones other than.. yknow. The one I found." she said, looking up at him as she put a hand on his chest.
Griffith looked down at Harper and smiled at her, reaching down to pet her cheek before raising that same hand to his chest, touching the memorial tattoo above his heart, a small cluster of black and white roses with a cross reading "Estella".
"I got this one for my mom." Griffith started. "I got it for my sixteenth birthday from one of the guys in the gang. He told me he'd give me any tattoo I wanted, so long as I promised to take care of it, so, I asked for him to give me this one. Lawson didn't know...needless to say, he freaked out when he found out." Griffith laughed. "My mom was brought up in a Roman Catholic home, my dad was brought up similar, but you know, the Irish have their take on the religion. Anyhow, religion was important to them, important to her, so I thought it'd be nice if I got this done for her." He paused for a second before letting out another small chuckle. "I don't know if she'd appreciate it much in all reality, and I know my dad probably would have beat my ass something fierce, but it's my homage."
Harper gave a soft smile and reached for his hand that had the small tattoo that matched her own, on his finger and tangled their fingers, listening to him. "I think it's perfect." she said, looking at him. "It's very you."
Griffith smiled and raised their tangled fingers to his lips to kiss at her tattoo. His lips lingered there for a moment before he moved a bit, readjusting to show Harper the tattoo on his wrist, this one simple cursive reading "Coco". He opened his mouth to begin, but found it a bit more difficult to bring this subject up. However, he had been with Harper for awhile, more than that, she'd shared some of her most intimate secrets with him, so he felt like he owed it to her to relinquish some of his own.
"This one's for my sister." He said simply, which almost felt strange to say aloud. He rarely spoke of his sister, as it was a sore subject in the Fitz house, moreover, he hadn't mentioned her at all to Harper.
Harper blinked and looked at him in shock and curiosity, raising her eyebrows. "Your.. sister?" she paused and looked at him, trying to calculate the expression. "...Sore subject baby?" she asked quietly.
"A little bit...but I'll tell you, because I want you to know about me. I want you to know everything." Griffith decided. That's how relationships worked right? He let out a sigh and settled back farther into the pillows. "I told you my mom was sick, right? Well, it was hard, I mean, not just because she was sick, but because how it affected all of us. My dad, sweetest guy you'd ever meet, not a mean bone in his body, was absolutely broken when the doctors told him our mom wasn't going to live very long, so, he took up drinking. He was never a mean drunk, never hit us or yelled at us or anything like that. Mostly, he was just a sad drunk. He cried a lot, so much, I don't know how he didn't dry himself out. Anyway, it got worse when my mom actually died, you know?" Griffith paused for a moment, his fingers curling tighter on Harper's. "It's what killed him, eventually, well, not even 'eventually', it was a month later. Got drunk, went driving...wrapped himself around a tree. Lawson said...Lawson said that he'd tried to stop him, but Dad said he had to go get Mom. Either he was so drunk that he'd forgotten, or he just really missed her...maybe both." Griffith felt a tight knot welling in his throat having thought about his parents... he hadn't thought about them in awhile, but he swallowed it down and nodded to himself, urging himself to press on. "Anyhow, when they died, Lawson stepped up and told the court he'd take me, Dixon, and Coco with him, back here, so he could be our guardian, but the court...they said he wasn't in a position to raise two pre-teen boys and a two-year-old...so they let us go with him, but they took Coco away."
"Oh.. Griffith.. I'm so sorry." Harper frowned, holding onto his hand tighter and kissing his knuckles firmly, looking at him sadly with her brows furrowed. She reached over with one hand to pet his cheek soothingly and pet back his hair.
Griffith licked his lips and let out a small exhale, composing himself and willing himself not to become misty-eyed at Harper's affection over the situation.
"I was... really mad at Lawson. I can remember after the social worker took Coco away, I asked him, 'Why didn't you fight harder for her?' I didn't realize it then...but...you know...he did. He fought hard. Just somethings don't work out, and that was something that didn't work out." Griffith sighed. "But just because it didn't work out then, doens't mean it wont work out later on. I got this tattoo because...if I'm lucky enough to ever see her again, I want her to know that I thought about her, and I want to tell her how much her brothers all love her, because we do...we do."
Harper placed gentle kisses on his wrist and his knuckles and fingers, just wanting to comfort him. "You'll find her." she said confidently. "You will and I'll be there every step of the way to help in any way I can." she said gently, looking at him.
Griffith smiled then as he gazed down at Harper adoringly. He let out a small sigh and reached down to grab one of her legs, hoisting it over his before rolling them close together. He snuggled his arm around her shoulders and leaned in to press his forehead to hers, their noses just barely touching.
"How'd I get so damn lucky with you?" He asked her.
Harper smiled, closing her eyes as she reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "I could ask the same about you." she said, keeping him as close as possible.
"I'm not that great, certainly not as pretty." Griffith smiled, closing his eyes as well as he pressed a kiss to Harper's lips. "You're the best thing that's happened to me yet."
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