Feeling sick makes me write Faithsley fluff for
open_on_sunday . I dedicate this one to
ladysophiekitty. Hope you enjoy, hun :)
A/N: Established Wes/Faith
“Wes?”
Faith poked at Wesley’s side, inciting an annoyed groan. He rolled over and opened his eyes sleepily.
“Faith?”
“Had another nightmare,” Faith admitted, looking away. “Can’t sleep.”
Wes reached out for her instinctively, and she sighed contentedly as she felt herself enfolded in his warm arms. A girl could get used to this.
“Wes, tell me a story,” she whispered. “Tell me about the first slayer again.”
Wesley raised an eyebrow. “Haven’t I told you that one a hundred times already?”
“Yeah, but I like it. And I like the sound of your voice.”
Wesley smiled, and gave in.