The Bleached Affair (Wesley/?, 324 words)
Title: The Bleached Affair
Fandom: Angelverse
Author: frk_werewolf
slash_100 Prompt: #26, Smell ( table)
Pairing: Wesley/?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 324
Summary: Angel interrogates Wesley about his night out with a bleached blonde.
Spoilers: from the episode "Darla" in Angel season two.
"So... Who is it?" Angel asked. Wesley glanced up from his book.
"Pardon?"
“You know… The bleached blonde.” Angel stated. Wesley raised an eyebrow. Angel shifted in his seat for a moment. “I’m just curious.”
“I’m sure you are, but I’m not about to tell you who I spent the night with.” Wesley replied.
"I'll figure it out, so you might as well tell me." Angel informed him, trying to give off the air of cool. Wesley eyed him, before turning back to his book. Sometimes it was best to simply ignore Angel and let him stew. "The person smelled... Hmm..."
Wesley jerked back when Angel was suddenly there, sniffing at his neck and hair. "Angel! I must insist."
"...It's a he." Angel said, suddenly. Wesley felt himself blush and stared hard at his book. Angel sniffed him one last time, before sitting down. "Wesley..."
Well, that didn't sound good at all. In fact, Angel sounded positively livid. Wesley dared a brief glance up, wincing at the look Angel was giving me. "Honestly, Angel, I'm sure you were just imagining things--"
"You had sex with a male bleached blonde vampire." Angel stated.
"It's not the end of the world, you know." Wesley offered.
"Who is it?" Angel demanded.
"I'm not about to tell you." Wesley repeated. Angel let out a rush of stolen air, before standing and leaving the room. Wesley slowly turned a page in his book; he listened for any indication that Angel was going to return in order to bother him again. Then, suddenly, he heard it.
"Spike!" Angel realized aloud from the lobby. Wesley leaned back in his chair, peering through the office door to find Angel standing there, jaw dropped. Wesley sent him a shaky smile. "You had sex with Spike?"
"...None of your business." Wesley finally called. There was the sound of footsteps storming out of the lobby. Wesley let out a sigh of relief and smiled.
Fandom: Angelverse
Author: frk_werewolf
slash_100 Prompt: #26, Smell ( table)
Pairing: Wesley/?
Rating: PG
Word Count: 324
Summary: Angel interrogates Wesley about his night out with a bleached blonde.
Spoilers: from the episode "Darla" in Angel season two.
"So... Who is it?" Angel asked. Wesley glanced up from his book.
"Pardon?"
“You know… The bleached blonde.” Angel stated. Wesley raised an eyebrow. Angel shifted in his seat for a moment. “I’m just curious.”
“I’m sure you are, but I’m not about to tell you who I spent the night with.” Wesley replied.
"I'll figure it out, so you might as well tell me." Angel informed him, trying to give off the air of cool. Wesley eyed him, before turning back to his book. Sometimes it was best to simply ignore Angel and let him stew. "The person smelled... Hmm..."
Wesley jerked back when Angel was suddenly there, sniffing at his neck and hair. "Angel! I must insist."
"...It's a he." Angel said, suddenly. Wesley felt himself blush and stared hard at his book. Angel sniffed him one last time, before sitting down. "Wesley..."
Well, that didn't sound good at all. In fact, Angel sounded positively livid. Wesley dared a brief glance up, wincing at the look Angel was giving me. "Honestly, Angel, I'm sure you were just imagining things--"
"You had sex with a male bleached blonde vampire." Angel stated.
"It's not the end of the world, you know." Wesley offered.
"Who is it?" Angel demanded.
"I'm not about to tell you." Wesley repeated. Angel let out a rush of stolen air, before standing and leaving the room. Wesley slowly turned a page in his book; he listened for any indication that Angel was going to return in order to bother him again. Then, suddenly, he heard it.
"Spike!" Angel realized aloud from the lobby. Wesley leaned back in his chair, peering through the office door to find Angel standing there, jaw dropped. Wesley sent him a shaky smile. "You had sex with Spike?"
"...None of your business." Wesley finally called. There was the sound of footsteps storming out of the lobby. Wesley let out a sigh of relief and smiled.