[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
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"Maybe not if you did it from upstairs?" Wesley suggested. "And then snuck the food down when no one was looking."

Date: 2004-11-05 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike had the feeling that the nurses wouldn't have a problem with him bringing food in, but he kept quiet about it; Wesley seemed to enjoy the sneaking part of it. "What sounds good to you?"

Date: 2004-11-05 02:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"What kind of soup? Chicken noodle?" Spike had heard Joyce say that chicken noodle soup was like a miracle cure, and he wasn't opposed to another miracle when it came to Wesley.

Date: 2004-11-05 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike nodded, ghosting his fingers down Wesley's arm. "I'll get some for you. Nice and hot, with crackers. Might take me a bit, since the sun's out, but I'll get someone to get it for me."

Date: 2004-11-06 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You should, love," Spike said. "They've got a refrigerator and a microwave. The soup'll keep." He pulled up Wesley's blanket. "Want to lie back again?"

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