[identity profile] wesleysgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] reality_bends
Continued from here.

"Maybe not if you did it from upstairs?" Wesley suggested. "And then snuck the food down when no one was looking."

Date: 2004-11-06 06:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Telling himself that he was being foolish, Spike took a shallow breath and nodded. "I just don't want you to be alone," he said with a self-conscious smile. "And I want to be able to have my eye on you." He pulled his hands back. "But you'll be fine. I'll go."

Date: 2004-11-06 06:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"You'd better be." Spike took in every detail of Wesley's face before standing up and trying to shake himself out of his mood. He had this niggling feeling in the pit of his stomach that something was going to happen, and he was reluctant to leave, even though he knew that the medical team around was far more capable than he was of handling almost any crisis. He glanced down at his feet, then over to the crumpled, blood-stained heap of his coat lying in the corner of the room. "I'll be as quick as I can."

Date: 2004-11-07 02:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
"All right." It sounded to Spike that perhaps Wesley did want him to leave him alone. He was probably fussing too much, but he couldn't seem to stop himself; Wesley was too important. He forced himself to take a step toward the door, leaving his coat where it was, and gave Wesley a shaky smile. "You've got your call button?" he had to ask.

Date: 2004-11-07 04:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flaming-muse.livejournal.com
Spike managed to keep himself from immediately going back to the bed. "Yes, love?"

January 2011

S M T W T F S
      1
23456 78
9101112131415
16171819202122
23242526272829
3031     

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated Jul. 29th, 2025 05:14 am
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios