A/N: Another attempt to cure my writers block. x.x Hope you guys enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own BtVS
Rating: T
In The Dark:
I've always liked the dark. It's the best mask anyone could ever wear. In the light, everyone can see you and judge you however they want, without getting to know you. But in the dark it's different, you're not in the spotlight, you can hide whatever you want and only you decide what you think people should know.
It's a perfection that a lot of people are afraid of, cause it leaves them wondering.
My apartment room was pitch black when I got it about an hour ago from patrolling with B. She was in one of her moods….as usual. Lately it's all she's been doing, bitching about school, whining about slaying, complaining about her Ma. It gets old fast, but still I listen.
I feel like stopping her sometimes and asking her, what she would do if all of those things she was complaining about went away. If she had no school to go to, no calling to make her the chosen one, no mother to worry about her, I would really like to know. Still, I listen and give my two cents whenever she asks.
The darkness of the room was broken when my apartment door creaked open, just enough for a small blonde to slip through. She quit knocking months ago cause it was pretty much useless. She knew I'd always let her in.
I hear her rustling around for a minute before I feel her gentle hands brush against my thigh.
"Getting warmer, Blondie."
I gently take her hand and lead her onto the couch I'm sitting on. She sits down next to me and moves closer so she's cuddling up against my side. She entwines our fingers with one hand and drapes the other over my midsection.
"You're Ma hear ya sneak out?" I murmur, getting high off her scent now that she's close enough.
"Nope." She mumbles. She leans up and places a lingering kiss on my lips, then cuddles back against me. Making one of those happy 'Mmm' sounds she makes whenever she gets comfy. I pull her tighter against me, kissing and nuzzling the soft skin of her neck. I've been waiting to do this all day.
We just sit there for a while in silence, talking isn't ever really needed. Brief touches, lingering kisses, tender things like that are enough to communicate our feelings. It's been kind of an unwritten rule ever since we started these late night visits.
I feel her start to fidget a little.
"B?"
She goes still for a moment and I hear her take in a quick breath before she whispers something I can barely hear.
"I love you."
My heart has either stopped or sped up, I can't really tell right now. The room is still silent except for the nervous breathing coming from B.
I know that right now, if B could see me, she'd know what my reply would be. But we're in the dark, I could choose to pull away and destroy this peace that we have built together. Hide away all the feelings I have for her and never let her know. Or, I could finally show her a part of me that I've never shown anyone before, a part of me that I've given to her bit by bit, every time she'd come here during the night to visit me.
I tilt her head up and lean down, pressing my lips against hers. Her hands come up and snake around my neck, pulling me down closer to her.
We've kissed before, it's nothing new to us, ever since our first kiss during patrol so many months ago it's become second nature to us. But this kiss is different, it's Softer, sweeter, more meaningful than I can really put into words. And somehow, I know she's getting the same feeling from it too.
We pull away just barley, our lips are still touching lightly and I can tell B is smiling. I press one last quick kiss to her soft lips before I mumble the 3 words I'd never thought I'd use.
"I love you."
End