Brand New Day

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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.

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Wesley continued to resist the urge to get up. "I didn't say that. Of course any reasonable person would know that you were likely to be upset. That doesn't mean I wanted to upset you."

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"Then what did you want, if it wasn't to play a few rounds of 'kick the Spike' when I wasn't able to fight back?" Spike knew that that was an unfair accusation, and he immediately continued. "Sorry. Never mind. You wanted to know something I didn't want to talk about, and you saw a way to get it out of me. It's my own fault for drinking so much." Or, at least, drinking so much somewhere you could find me. Spike pressed his fingers to his temple, trying to dull the pain, but it didn't feel nearly as good as it had when Wesley had been touching him.

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"I wasn't doing it for me," Wesley said stubbornly, feeling a rising sense of injustice. Not that it should come as a surprise that his actions would be misinterpreted, but still, he'd hoped...

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Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/27195.html).