ext_2786 ([identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] reality_bends2004-04-13 01:12 pm

Brand New Day

Continued from here.

When Wesley woke up, he was flat on his stomach with his head nearly underneath the pillow, and he was cold. In the middle of the night he'd woken enough to pull the covers up over both of them, but obviously at some point he'd kicked them back off again. He turned his head and saw that Spike was wrapped up in the ones that he'd discarded, an arm over his face as if even the small amount of sunshine coming through the closed window shade was too much.

He turned slightly and, trying not to disturb the sleeping vampire, untangled enough of the blankets so that he could cover himself again.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-04-13 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
Spike didn't find the familiar sizzling heat of the sun, but when he moved his arm from over his face it collided with something warm, solid, and most definitely alive. He cracked open one eye, wincing at the dim light, to find Wesley lying next to him. Curling his hand over Wesley's shoulder and trying otherwise not to move, Spike shut his eye again.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-04-13 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
Spike clung to Wesley gratefully if lightly; his mere presence was soothing, even if the sounds of his heartbeat and breathing were painfully loud in Spike's ears. "I can hear you thinking," he mumbled.

[identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com 2004-04-13 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
Spike snorted, which hurt and caused him to groan. He squeezed Wesley's shoulder. "Do me a favor, pet?"