Spike was still and silent, his eyes closed. She wanted to wake him, but... she couldn’t bring herself to do it. He lay there so peaceful, so calm, so content. Still curled on his side as if she were still in his arms, his head on the pillow, breathing gently. The sight of him was perfect. Buffy, preparing to write her farewell note in Touched.
Genre: Angst, Non-Bitey - Rating: PG
Warning: none
Words: 1,589 - Updated: 12/21/2016 12:07 am