[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
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Wesley smiled. "I think so. A small one, at least." He was starting to become aware of being uncomfortable again, but he wanted to do this. Focusing on the future felt important. "There's no shower," he said, puzzled. "How can there not be a shower?"

Date: 2004-11-02 03:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike looked over and met Wesley's eyes for the first time in a while, and some of his dissatisfaction melted by seeing him so close. "Wouldn't want to take up space from the bookshelves," he teased.

Date: 2004-11-02 04:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"No, the bed's just for us." Spike leaned in just slightly closer, pressing their shoulders together a bit more. His smile faded somewhat as he looked at Wesley, just drinking him in, his face, his eyes, the reality of him living at all.

Date: 2004-11-02 04:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"I'm happy to have you," Spike admitted just as quietly.

Date: 2004-11-02 04:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You almost did." Spike hated to bring it up, but he couldn't forget it. If he closed his eyes, he could still feel Wesley's cooling blood covering his skin.

Date: 2004-11-02 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You can't promise that, love." Spike's voice was gentle and sad. "You won't have any control over the next bloke holding a knife."

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