Houston, we have breakfast!

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Continued from here.

"There isn't that much in the flat to choose from," Spike replied, walking over to the microwave so that Wesley would leave his blood alone and find something for himself.

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike could probably have used some more clothes and other supplies, but since he wasn't sure if he had any of the money he had won playing pool left after his drinking binge, he said, "No." Yet the thought of a quiet - or not so quiet - day alone with Wesley wasn't as pleasant as it could have been, given the obvious tension between them. "What's wrong?" he asked Wesley's back.

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"Besides the fact that I seem destined to destroy this relationship?" Wesley said, staring at the surface of the eggs.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I've never been much for destiny, and you haven't destroyed anything, pet," Spike said, trying to sound reassuring despite his own uneasiness. "Things are... bruised, maybe, but not broken. Not unless you want them to be."

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Stony-faced, Wesley stirred the eggs, watching the yolks break and bleed over the whites. "Of course I don't want them to be. But then, what I want to have happen rarely seems to come into play."

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"What you want matters to me," Spike said. Setting his mug down, he watched Wesley sadly, unsure whether going to touch him would help or hurt and not wanting to chance the latter.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

A little bit of the tension went out of Wesley when Spike said that. "Thank you." He spoke so quietly that anyone else might not have heard him.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"There's no need to thank me; I'll care whether you like it or not," Spike said with a bit of a grin, trying to lighten the tone of the conversation at least a little.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"You do seem rather stubborn that way." Wesley smiled a bit.