Going to bed for real?

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Continued from here.

"I think there are too many things I want," Wesley said, looking at Spike. "One of them might..." He hesitated, not wanting to say it, then he decided that he might as well say it and blame it on the drink. "One of them might be for tomorrow not to have to come."

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[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

Wesley adjusted the covers and then climbed into bed, moving over so that there was room for Spike.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"I'd offer to get you some warm milk, but I'm not sure you've got any in the flat," Spike said lightly, crawling into bed and adjusting his pillow until he was comfortable. He ended up settled on his side, facing Wesley but not touching him.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

The thought made Wesley wince. "I'm not sure it would go very well with all the alcohol," he said. "But thank you for thinking of it." He looked into Spike's eyes and was caught there in the gaze. "Thank you," he repeated, meaning for all sorts of things.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"There's nothing to thank me for," Spike said, reaching up a hand to ghost his fingers over Wesley's cheek before pulling it back.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"There are plenty of things to thank you for," Wesley said, catching Spike's hand with his own and squeezing it.

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

Spike shook his head, but he kept hold of Wesley's hand. "I haven't done anything special." Apart from not hitting Angel, but he didn't think he should bring that up.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Yes, you have." Wesley thought that they could probably argue about it all night, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. "And you could do something else for me now."

[flaming-muse.livejournal.com]

"What's that, love?" Spike asked, happy to have something specific to do.

[wesleysgirl.livejournal.com]

"Come closer and put your arms around me?" Wesley asked, with a small smile.