| Title: To Walk in the Sun Spike's POV He watches her sleep. He wonders what she dreams about, his girl. He's never told her that, but she is his, in every way that counts. It is still so new to him, her loving him, but she tells him with her eyes, her hands and her soft kisses. She is his absolution, she doesn't judge him, and she never did. He strokes the auburn glory of her hair, he sighs, wishing he could walk in the sun with her. She turns over and smiles at him and he reads her eyes and realises that he already has…in her dreams.
Willow's POV He thinks she is asleep. She reads the thoughts that run through his head. Sometimes she talks back to him. Today she just listens, smiling to herself as he calls her his girl. And she is his girl. He won't get mad when she leaves jars of chicken feet on the coffee table, and she won't scold about empty blood bags left on the kitchen counter. She lets out a little sigh as he tells her of his wish to walk with her in the sun, she turns to him, doesn't he realise that when she's with him, she does. |