A/N: Well, this is my first fic so be nice, please. Reviews are loved (: It's the way that you blush when you're nervous,
Basically, this is a song-fic of Giles considering his feelings for Buffy. It doesn't really fit in anywhere with the series, since it's just a bit of fluff.
None of the characters belong to me, and neither does the song: it is by 'The Spill Canvas' and is called 'Lullaby'. You should check it out if you don't know it already.
It's your ability to make me earn this,
I know that you're tired,
Just let me sing you to sleep.
He loved how she was able to make him work for something. Whether she knew it or not, he would do anything for her. Anything that she asked, he would do. He was completely besotted by her, and the worst thing was that he knew he couldn't tell her. She saw him as a father, trusted him completely. It would break that trust if he went and told her just how he felt about her. No. She could never know how he felt; he would keep it to himself. It's about you laugh out of pity, If you need anything, Rest assured, It's those pills you don't need to take,
'Cause let's be honest, I'm not really that funny,
I know that you're shy,
Just let me sing you to sleep.
Just say the word,
I mean anything.
If you start to doze,
Then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is closed.
Medicating perfection,
Now that's a mistake.
I know that you're spent,
Just let me sing you to sleep.
He wanted to be her everything, like she was for him. It's your finger and how I'm wrapped around it, If you need anything, Rest assured, While you were sleeping,
It's your grace and how it keeps me grounded,
I know that you're weak,
Just let me sing you to sleep.
Just say the word,
I mean anything.
If you start to doze,
Then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is closed.
I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you and you were moulded for me,
Now I feel your name coursin' through my veins,
You shine so bright it's insane,
You put the sun to shame.It was true: he was constructed for her, and she was moulded for him. Maybe not in the romantic sense as he wanted it to be, but all his training had been geared towards helping her develop, survive, as a Slayer. In every sense, his life revolved around her. Going back to the Council had been the best thing that he'd ever done, because it had bought him to Buffy.
His own personal sun. If you need anything, If you need anything,
Just say the word,
I mean anything.
(I really do)
Rest assured,
If you start to doze,
Then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is-
Just say the word,
I mean anything.
Rest assured, if you start to doze,
Then I'll tuck you in,
Plant my lips where your necklace is closed.
A/N. Good? Bad? Horrible? It turned out a bit more angst-y than I had anticipated, and didn't quite have as much reason behind it but I'd been turning that idea over in my head for a little while now and I'm happy to have got it out (:
This was written as a one-shot, but I'm considering writing Buffy's feelings for Giles using the same song. What do you think? Maybe I should just leave writing well alone? Let me know (:
