Talking, or possibly going to sleep.

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But I shouldn't need you to. And I don't like that I do. Wesley didn't want to say either of those things, so he curled himself into Spike's touch and sighed.

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"No," Spike said simply, his hands gliding gently over Wesley's back.

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Knowing that he was taking absurd advantage of the situation, Wesley asked, "Even if the person in question were to, say, push you to talk about difficult subjects?"

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Spike grinned at the question. "Even then. Might be angry, but my heart won't change. You could rip my heart in a thousand pieces, and I'd still love you. Might not trust you further than you could throw me, but I'd love you." Spike shrugged, aware that that wasn't necessarily a good trait and that it had caused him huge amounts of pain in the past. "It's just how I am."

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"I intend to do everything in my power not to hurt you," Wesley promised seriously.

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"I know. Thank you." Spike wasn't particularly hopeful that he wouldn't be hurt but appreciated the sentiment, anyway. "Don't want to hurt you, either. Now, come back here," he said, urging Wesley to settle back against him. "I was comfortable."

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Wesley obeyed, lying down into Spike's embrace again. He brushed his lips against the delicate skin at the edge of Spike's ear. "Better?"