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I don't need alot but I need a little

Mar 12, 2005 23:02

My hand clasped around Wesley's arm and he pretty much let me help him up the stairs. Thought for sure Angel'd be over here helpin' his boy make the climb but no. He was just standing there by the counter still ( Read more... )

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_wes_pryce_ March 12 2005, 22:44:44 UTC

I was even to tired at the moment to protest when Faith helped me up the stairs and to my room. I kept hoping that Angel would follow, so that perhaps we could talk a little more. Even glanced over my shoulder to look at him, try to catch his eye. But he just kept leaning against the counter in full brood mode. I guess I wasn't going to have a talk with him any time soon. Actually, it wouldn't surprise me if he'd go out and pummel some demons ( ... )

wickedslayer March 13 2005, 21:39:43 UTC

Pushing the door open all the way, I watched Wesley struggle to sit up. Idly I thought about goin' over there and helpin' him sit up but then thought better of it. Wes might not have the superpowers to back it up, but he could be just as stubborn as me or Angel. Besides there was some small voice in the back of my mind that was tellin' me that Wes wouldn't want me to touch him. Five by five with me, not like I couldn't blame him. Couldn't even count the ways we'd fucked eachother over since I'd known him.

My eyes glanced over him casually, taking in all of what he was. My ex-watcher, emphasis on the ex. Sometimes I wondered what had become of that nerdy dude from back in Sunnyd, with a stake rammed straight up his ass. Far cry from the new badass gun toting image he'd been sportin' since my untimely escape from jail. Scars on his face, scars marring his chest, at least I knew I'd been responsible for those. But what about the long jagged scar etched into his throat? Who else had left their mark on him ( ... )

_wes_pryce_ March 13 2005, 22:07:26 UTC

I leaned back against the headboard, watching her walk into the room. Even though there was hardly any light in here, thanks to a certain vampire feeling the needed to be able to get into the important rooms without problems, I had no problem noticing she had questions. Or perhaps something was bothering her. And that something of course would be a someone named Angel ( ... )

wickedslayer March 13 2005, 22:42:08 UTC

"Fuck you!" I instantly shot back at his dry little quip. "Do you need me to elaborate on that ( ... )

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