Prologue

He usually hated that shit he was drinking for the past four hours with a passion, but Nick had been desperate and in the end he couldn't say no. Like every other time Nick came and used his puppy dog eyes on him. In the end he figured that the worst that could happen was that they both woke up with a huge hangover and maybe part-time memory loss.

He stopped counting the tequilas after the 8th shot. Or was it the 10th? He didn't care anymore. Other than Nick talking like a waterfall running the Niagara nothing happened so far. Right now he was complaining about how being a Grimm had ruined the life he wanted for himself.

It had been six month since his aunt Marie came back into his life and with her the ability to see Wesen as they were. How his aunt urged him to break up with Juliette for her sake. And how he hadn't been able to do so for, his own sake rather than Juliette's.

However, the decision had been taken out of his hands when the Ogre had come to their house and attacked Nick. This and Nick's secretiveness the past half year had been the last straw for her and she told Nick that they needed to separate. She said that he deserved someone he could completely trust with all his secrets and she deserved someone who either had no big secrets or was able to share them with her. Nick, in all fairness, had fought her every step of the way. He even tried to tell her his secret but all he earned from her was a blank stare and she basically told him that he should seek help, because, seriously, he was either overworked and just saw things or he was already heading to be a basket case. In the end she told him they should stay in contact and remain friends. Like Rosalee and him.

That's what Nick just told him after another shot went down. Privately, Monroe thought that this was bullshit. Usually, this was just a phrase to ease the other person's pain.

With Rosalee it had been different. They had never really been together. It was more like a friends with benefits relationship. At least that's what it was before she met Nick's partner Hank. Rosalee started dating Hank and they just stopped the benefit part of the relationship. The move had been smooth and neither one had any hard feelings towards the other.

With Nick and Juliette the situation was a different one. They had been passionately in love. They still were as far as Eddie could see it. But in the end she hadn't been able to overcome the change in her boyfriend.

"Ha, maybe she just didn't deserve him", the blutbad thought to himself. He started to covertly watch his friend. He was certainly not lacking in the looks department. Some people would even call him beautiful. If they were going for the boyish look, which Monroe didn't, thank you very much. He was certainly the loyal and kind person. Sometimes even to a fault. After all how foolish was it for a Grimm to become friends with a Blutbad. Or an Eisbieber. Or a Fuchsbau, for that matter. The list could go on and on if Monroe cared to make one. Nick was definitely different from his blood-lusting relatives - late or living (*cough* his own mother *cough*).

Sometimes he wondered if this was a good or bad thing. He himself was lucky that Nick, then only a sort of baby Grimm, had listened to him. Rather than just chop his head off. But in the end it had been to the Nick's advantage as well. After all he wasn't the kidnapper or little Robin and with his blutbad instincts he was even able to help Nick track down the real criminal.

However when it came to killing Adalind…well, Monroe didn't want to go there tonight.

He was getting back to the situation at hand though and at the moment he was wondering why his friend was staring at his lips so intently. Had he gone and said something inappropriate? Not that their topics had strictly talking been appropriate this evening. They've gone from when they had their first time and embarrassingly what their favourite positions in sex were. Now he found himself asking if Nick had ever been attracted to a man and if he acted on it.

Nick gave him a cute smile, which in all honesty was probably supposed to be a sly one. Due to the Grimm's drunken state it turned out rather lopsided. Monroe didn't know why but it sort of made his brain cells into pudding right now. Therefore he was rather taken by surprise when the young man in front of him responded with only a slight wobbly voice, "why don't we go back to your place and find out?"

Whoa, wait a minute! How did they get from A Juliette and her leaving Nick to B an offer of…an offer of what, exactly? And even though he definitely didn't want to take his friend up on the offer, he found himself asking what the offer entailed. Just out of pure curiosity, of course.

Nick shrugged. "I thought you might be interested, after all the flirting you have done with the barman tonight. And that guy kind of looks like me. I mean in the end it would be not much different than what you and Rosalee had, or not?"

Well, if you thought about it this way, Nick was definitely right. But hey, that still didn't mean he was interested in his friend. Though his observation that he had flirted with the barkeeper, who really did look a lot like Nick had been also correct. Their friendship, however, was more important than some drunken one night stand that only happened because Nick and him needed some relief.

Monroe was just about to tell the Grimm no, when the young man took out the heavy weaponry…the puppy eyes.

"No, no, not the eyes. This is not fair. How am I supposed to say no to them.

In the end he didn't.