Title: Save me
Author: Alexis Aurelius
Genre: slash
Rating: NC-17/ R
Pairing: Read along…
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine, though if they were mine, Spike would really be pregnant and … yeah… they're not mine… They're owned by Joss… the one and only Joss Whedon.
Spoilers: AtS 5, post destiny
Word Count: 478
Summary: After being corporeal once again, Spike feels the emptiness inside and seeks the only person he knows that could fill in the emptiness.
Angel was sitting behind his desk, his nose buried in the file that Wesley and Gunn just handed him. He doesn't know why, but he felt like shit. His whole body is still aching from the beating he and Spike gone through to get the fake cup and he can't not come down today because he's got a really important meeting, blah, blah, blah.
After the whole day of nothing but stress, he can finally go up to his penthouse and sleep. As the elevator doors open, he senses a very familiar presence. Taking a deep breath and releasing it with a tired defeated sigh, "Spike, I'm so tired, can we just do this some other day?"
Seeing the prostate figure standing by the tall window, Angel moved closer, and it was then that he smelt it, salty tears.
"Spike, are you alright?" Angel asked, his tiredness dissipated, his concern broke free from its deep hiding place.
Hearing no answer, Angel moved closer and placed both his hands on Spike's shoulder. Slowly turning Spike to face him, he didn't get a chance to look at the blonde's eyes because Spike collapsed onto his chest and sobbed his heart out. Angel didn't know how they got to the couch or for how long Spike cried. All he knew was that as Spike cried, he held him tightly and whispered sweet nothings to the blonde's ears.
"Shhh, Spike, it's alright. I'm here now. I'll never leave you. I'll be here." Angel whispered as he combed Spike's blonde locks using his fingers.
It seemed like an eternity before Spike stopped crying. And when he did, he just took in the comfort of Angel holding him tightly and it wasn't long before Angel felt Spike breathing evenly, a sure sign that the smaller vampire has fallen asleep.
Smiling sadly at his burden, he gingerly carried Spike across the room to his bedroom.
Carefully laying the smaller vampire to his bed, he then climbed in, not bothering to change his clothes. As he settled down comfortably, Spike unconsciously scooted closer to Angel's body. Angel relished in the feeling of sleeping with someone beside him and soon his exhaustion became overwhelming as he let sleep overcome him.
As Angel fall into a deep sleep, Spike's eyes slowly opened, "Save me, Angel. I can't fall in love again with you. But all is empty without you." then Spike closed his eyes and let sleep claim him.
As the sun rose above horizon, Angel woke up groggily and noticed a note on his night table. He took the note and read it.
Angel,
I love you, always did, always will.
I know you don't feel the same way about me. So I'm leaving. Thank you for last night. Just tell Fred, Wes and Gunn I said good bye.
Don't worry you wont see me again.
William.
END
A/N:
all errors are mine... as i've explained in my profile. i hardly pass my work to my beta to be beta'd...
read and review it's up to you..