Right Kind of Wrong
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and characters related to it, or any movies mentioned in this fic.
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Spike watched Buffy, not sure what to do or say. He let a tear fall down his cold cheek before wiping it away. He shook away his tears and turned to walk towards his crypt. The pain in his chest and the sting of the air made for a painful walk home. He could still feel Buffy in his arms, still taste her on his lips.
He walked into his crypt and slammed the door. It wasn't before long that he found himself kicking boxes in a fit of anger and confusion. He ran his hands through his hair and sat down on the steps by his door. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't hungry, wasn't tired, and he wasn't in the mood to watch television, so he just sat. and thought. The woman he loved, the woman he could never imagine his life without, the one person in the world that made him feel alive again, had kissed him. She, Buffy, kissed him, Spike. But then she took it all away, but why? After she stopped all he could think to himself was 'why?'. He could feel her passion when kissing him, for a second he knew she wanted him. But now he wasn't sure, he would never be sure. Maybe he made it all up, the passion, desire, lust. Maybe those feelings were never really there and he was blinded by his own love for her.
He smiled. God how he loved her. The way her hair sticks closely to her cheeks when she smiles, her smile all in it's self was perfect. And her deep, green eyes, he had never seen anything as beautiful as her eyes. The way she moved, she seemed so graceful to him. The way she moved her hands when she talked, the way she let out small yet sharp puffs of air while they would do their curl-ups. She was perfect.
He felt. he didn't know what he felt. He didn't know whether he was angry, sad, confused. He didn't feel much of anything at this point. He was ready to forget about what happened and move on, so he could be with Buffy. Anything to be with her.
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Buffy pressed her lips together; a taste of Spike still softly lingered there. She felt her eyes well up, but she didn't let a tear fall. She didn't want to worry Dawn. She closed the door behind her and Dawn suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Ready for movie night?"
Buffy smiled. She needed something to take her mind off of Spike, and spending time with Dawn was the perfect remedy. "Yes please." Buffy answered. Dawn grabbed Buffy's arm and pulled her into the living room, seating her at the edge of the sofa.
"I got you a glass of water. I figured you'd be tired from your hot patrol." Dawn smiled.
"Wh-, no. Not hot. Nothing hot worthy," Buffy was taken by surprise, "very cool actually. No hot here." Buffy gave a weak smile. Dawn raised her eyebrows.
"Are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm all kinds of fine. Come to think of it, I'm all kinds of great." Buffy reassured her sister.
"Good." Dawn moved closer to her sister and rested her head on her shoulder. She had already fast-forwarded through the commercials and previews and her eyes were now fixed on the television screen.
Buffy looked down at her sister and couldn't help but smile. She hadn't seen much of Dawn lately, and seeing her like this, was a breath of fresh air. She was so quiet and looked so innocent. Buffy loved her sister more than anything in the world, and this time with her was precious. Buffy shifted around on the couch, pulling in her legs and wrapping an arm around Dawn. This night was getting better by the minute.
Not more than thirty minutes into the movie did Buffy look down to see Dawn struggling to keep her eyes open, as was Buffy herself. She picked up the remote and turned down the volume, which made Dawn sit up, trying to act like she was drawn in to the events happening on screen. Within a few minutes though, she reluctantly closed her eyes, Buffy soon followed.
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Spike tossed and turned while trying to sleep, but he knew it was no use. He got up and pulled a container of blood out of his fridge and drank it. He decided on watching infomercials. The cheesy acting always gave him a slight smile. He sat in silence for a while before deciding to go off and hunt for vamps, maybe some demons. Anything to pass the time.
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Buffy woke up about an hour into her sleep. She looked over at Dawn, who was still asleep, and then towards the ending credits of the movie. She turned down the volume so that Dawn wouldn't be disturbed by the music playing.
~You walk in and my strength walks out the door Say my name and I can't fight it anymore Oh I know I should go, but I need your touch just to damn much
Loving you, isn't really something I should do Shouldn't want to spend my time with you, I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong~
Buffy immediately thought back to her and Spike and smiled. She felt warm and safe all over again. She had struggled with what she should do, but she now knew. She would go and see Spike in the morning. She couldn't let the relationship they already had fall apart. It would hurt her too much. She needed to have a relationship with him, even if it wasn't the kind of relationship she wanted.
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Ok, I know that short little paragraph with Spike didn't really mean much, but I needed a way to bleed over to the whole Buffy waking up situation. Review? Please? I am so grateful for all of your reviews so far! Thank you! Keep them coming. Oh, and incase you hadn't noticed. I am a huge review whore. (
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and characters related to it, or any movies mentioned in this fic.
*****
Spike watched Buffy, not sure what to do or say. He let a tear fall down his cold cheek before wiping it away. He shook away his tears and turned to walk towards his crypt. The pain in his chest and the sting of the air made for a painful walk home. He could still feel Buffy in his arms, still taste her on his lips.
He walked into his crypt and slammed the door. It wasn't before long that he found himself kicking boxes in a fit of anger and confusion. He ran his hands through his hair and sat down on the steps by his door. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't hungry, wasn't tired, and he wasn't in the mood to watch television, so he just sat. and thought. The woman he loved, the woman he could never imagine his life without, the one person in the world that made him feel alive again, had kissed him. She, Buffy, kissed him, Spike. But then she took it all away, but why? After she stopped all he could think to himself was 'why?'. He could feel her passion when kissing him, for a second he knew she wanted him. But now he wasn't sure, he would never be sure. Maybe he made it all up, the passion, desire, lust. Maybe those feelings were never really there and he was blinded by his own love for her.
He smiled. God how he loved her. The way her hair sticks closely to her cheeks when she smiles, her smile all in it's self was perfect. And her deep, green eyes, he had never seen anything as beautiful as her eyes. The way she moved, she seemed so graceful to him. The way she moved her hands when she talked, the way she let out small yet sharp puffs of air while they would do their curl-ups. She was perfect.
He felt. he didn't know what he felt. He didn't know whether he was angry, sad, confused. He didn't feel much of anything at this point. He was ready to forget about what happened and move on, so he could be with Buffy. Anything to be with her.
*****
Buffy pressed her lips together; a taste of Spike still softly lingered there. She felt her eyes well up, but she didn't let a tear fall. She didn't want to worry Dawn. She closed the door behind her and Dawn suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Ready for movie night?"
Buffy smiled. She needed something to take her mind off of Spike, and spending time with Dawn was the perfect remedy. "Yes please." Buffy answered. Dawn grabbed Buffy's arm and pulled her into the living room, seating her at the edge of the sofa.
"I got you a glass of water. I figured you'd be tired from your hot patrol." Dawn smiled.
"Wh-, no. Not hot. Nothing hot worthy," Buffy was taken by surprise, "very cool actually. No hot here." Buffy gave a weak smile. Dawn raised her eyebrows.
"Are you alright?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I'm all kinds of fine. Come to think of it, I'm all kinds of great." Buffy reassured her sister.
"Good." Dawn moved closer to her sister and rested her head on her shoulder. She had already fast-forwarded through the commercials and previews and her eyes were now fixed on the television screen.
Buffy looked down at her sister and couldn't help but smile. She hadn't seen much of Dawn lately, and seeing her like this, was a breath of fresh air. She was so quiet and looked so innocent. Buffy loved her sister more than anything in the world, and this time with her was precious. Buffy shifted around on the couch, pulling in her legs and wrapping an arm around Dawn. This night was getting better by the minute.
Not more than thirty minutes into the movie did Buffy look down to see Dawn struggling to keep her eyes open, as was Buffy herself. She picked up the remote and turned down the volume, which made Dawn sit up, trying to act like she was drawn in to the events happening on screen. Within a few minutes though, she reluctantly closed her eyes, Buffy soon followed.
*****
Spike tossed and turned while trying to sleep, but he knew it was no use. He got up and pulled a container of blood out of his fridge and drank it. He decided on watching infomercials. The cheesy acting always gave him a slight smile. He sat in silence for a while before deciding to go off and hunt for vamps, maybe some demons. Anything to pass the time.
****
Buffy woke up about an hour into her sleep. She looked over at Dawn, who was still asleep, and then towards the ending credits of the movie. She turned down the volume so that Dawn wouldn't be disturbed by the music playing.
~You walk in and my strength walks out the door Say my name and I can't fight it anymore Oh I know I should go, but I need your touch just to damn much
Loving you, isn't really something I should do Shouldn't want to spend my time with you, I should try to be strong, but baby you're the right kind of wrong~
Buffy immediately thought back to her and Spike and smiled. She felt warm and safe all over again. She had struggled with what she should do, but she now knew. She would go and see Spike in the morning. She couldn't let the relationship they already had fall apart. It would hurt her too much. She needed to have a relationship with him, even if it wasn't the kind of relationship she wanted.
*****
Ok, I know that short little paragraph with Spike didn't really mean much, but I needed a way to bleed over to the whole Buffy waking up situation. Review? Please? I am so grateful for all of your reviews so far! Thank you! Keep them coming. Oh, and incase you hadn't noticed. I am a huge review whore. (