Rescued (Spike/Xander)
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baudownTitle: Rescued
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Not mine
Written for:open_on_sunday
Prompt: Rescue
Word count: 100
Note: A few weeks late for Xmas!
Xander pressed two fingers to his lips, as if he'd been burned, instead of kissed.
"Mistletoe," Spike smirked, nonchalantly defiant, gesturing at the offending sprig above. But before Xander managed a snappy comeback, before his mouth had stopped tingling, Spike's expression shifted, like a mask being dropped. It occurred to Xander, then: Spike had more than just two faces. He looked like a man who'd been drowning forever; who'd nearly lost hope that a ship might appear.
"Could you?" Spike asked, uncertain and heartfelt. "Would you?"
Xander felt something uncoil inside him. His arm reached toward Spike like a lifeline.
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Not mine
Written for:open_on_sunday
Prompt: Rescue
Word count: 100
Note: A few weeks late for Xmas!
Xander pressed two fingers to his lips, as if he'd been burned, instead of kissed.
"Mistletoe," Spike smirked, nonchalantly defiant, gesturing at the offending sprig above. But before Xander managed a snappy comeback, before his mouth had stopped tingling, Spike's expression shifted, like a mask being dropped. It occurred to Xander, then: Spike had more than just two faces. He looked like a man who'd been drowning forever; who'd nearly lost hope that a ship might appear.
"Could you?" Spike asked, uncertain and heartfelt. "Would you?"
Xander felt something uncoil inside him. His arm reached toward Spike like a lifeline.
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