Home again, home again, jiggity jig.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Continued from here.

Wesley sighed with relief as he realized that they were nearly home. He wanted to hole up in the flat with Spike and pretend for a few hours that nothing was wrong.

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[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"So after I've played you my music, what are you going to teach me?" Spike asked, feeling a distinct pang of longing as they drove past a bar.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Wesley said. "Do you have any suggestions?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Something that's important to you," Spike said. "Something you like. Something you're passionate about."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Would you like to learn how to translate Moracian?" Wesley asked doubtfully.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Can't say that I do," Spike admitted, "but you could tell me about it, anyway."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't that be boring?" Wesley slowed the car and turned onto his street.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike shrugged. "No more boring than you listening to music you won't like. If it's interesting to you, I want to hear about it. Can't promise I'll understand more than one word in ten, but I'll do my best."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I ever said I wouldn't like the music," Wesley protested. "Just that I wasn't sure I'd understand it." He smiled a bit. "So I suppose we're on equal footing there."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I really can't see you getting into punk, pet," Spike said with a fond smile. "But the point isn't to find a new hobby, is it? It's to learn about each other."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes, right." Wesley suspected than anything additional Spike might learn about him would only be detrimental to their relationship, but it wasn't as if he could do anything about it. He pulled in to a parking space and shut off the car.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"It shouldn't be that difficult," Wesley said. "At least we're not drunk yet. Anyway, the box can stay in the car for now, as long as we remember the liquor."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Now comes the hard part." Spike glanced toward the trunk. "Carrying everything in."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike opened his door and said, "We'll get it all. We can stuff a couple bags in the box and carry them up that way."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Getting out of the car, Wesley shut his door and walked around to the back. He looked at the collection of bags with some amusement. "I take it back," he said. "Maybe we should make two trips."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"We can manage," Spike said, starting to sling bags over his arm. "Think of it as a challege."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I'll get the alcohol," Wesley said, going around Spike to open the side door and retrieve the box.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Can't forget that." Spike looked with some dismay at the number of bags still in the car, which seemed to have doubled on the way back, but grabbed a few more and slid his arm through their handles. "Am I supposed to carry the rest?" he asked.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley laughed, tucking the box under his arm even though it was awkward to do so and closing the door so that he could return to the back of the car. "No," he said. "I'll take some."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Wouldn't want to impose." Grinning, Spike stepped back so that Wesley could take the last couple of bags.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"If this is how we handle one load of purchases, I think we might need to pay someone to move us," Wesley said, picking up the rest of the bags and hoping none of them broke under the strain.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I don't know about you, but I don't want to waste any more time before we open that bottle," Spike said, awkwardly picking up the video game box. "I doubt we'll feel that way when we move."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Good point," Wesley said. He waited for Spike to move out of the way and then shut the door with his shoulder. As they began to walk toward the building, he said, "You wish I hadn't asked you not to hit him, don't you."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

They walked a few more yards before Spike answered. "No. Since you didn't want me to, I'm glad you asked." He just wished that Wesley hadn't cared if Spike had hit Angel.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"But you wanted to hit him," Wesley said.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike laughed. "In the past hundred twenty-odd years, there haven't been many times I haven't wanted to hit him." He paused, then said more seriously, "Though tonight was one of the worst. So, yeah. I did." He glanced at Wesley out of the corner of his eye. "I'm not going to apologize for that."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I don't want you to," Wesley said as they neared the building. "I'm glad that you didn't -- mostly because it just would have made things more complicated, but also because I didn't want to see you hurt -- but believe me, I understand the temptation."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for the vote of support," Spike said dryly, trying not to take too much offense. "Did you ever think I might not get hurt?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"He's probably twice your size," Wesley said. "I'm sure you both would have ended up hurt."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

That didn't entirely soothe Spike's hurt feelings. "Twice my... Well, he is looking bloated these days." He paused as they reached the front door of the building. "Now who's going to open that?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley edged closer to the door, shifting the bags to one side of his hand. "That would be me," he said, managing to get a grip and pull the door open, albeit slowly.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

When the door was open far enough, Spike squeezed himself and all of his parcels through the doorway. "Ta," he said, helping to keep the door open with his foot.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I suspect we'll be in trouble when actual unlocking becomes necessary." Wesley got himself inside without too much effort and let the door close.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"You can put the box down, you know," Spike said with exaggerated patience, as though Wesley hadn't already figured that out, himself.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Unless either of us suddenly sprouts a third arm, I'm going to have to," Wesley said.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike grinned. "Since we're not on the Hellmouth, I think we're out of luck with that."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I doubt I'd consider such an incident lucky, no matter what the circumstances," Wesley said. They reached the flat and he did set the box down on the floor long enough to unlock the door, pushing it open so that Spike could go inside first.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I don't know. An extra hand could be useful now and then." Spike went inside and set his box down on a nearby chair. "Though finding shirts would be more difficult."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Shoving the box of things through the doorway with his foot, Wesley closed and locked the door behind them. "Nearly impossible, I'd think."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike dumped his bags on the floor next to the chair, his coat quickly following. "Depends on where it grew from, but I know a couple demon tailors who could probably whip up something right quick."

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"I find it hard to believe we're having this conversation when we haven't yet started drinking," Wesley said, setting his bags down on the floor and collapsing into the nearest chair.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing my best to be a distraction." It was a role that Spike was getting very used to playing, as it seemed to be what Wesley wanted from him.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley sighed and leaned back in the chair. "Should we talk about it, do you think?"

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"Probably." Spike walked over to the box Wesley had carried in and picked up the bottle of whiskey. "I'll want some of this first. You?"

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes please," Wesley said. "And I don't need a glass. If we both sit on the couch, we can share."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Continues here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/reality_bends/48248.html).