Buffy had left during the night. She couldn't be around her friends right now. She knew they were the ones she was supposed to turn to but she couldn't. Or wouldn't. She thought it would be easier for them, or maybe she told herself that lie to make things feel better for herself. Whatever it was she had thought it was working. Yet she found herself knocking on his door. The one person she couldn't stand being around suddenly seemed appealing to her. His way of comforting her was appealing to her. She couldn't make sense of it, and as she stood at his door waiting, she didn't even try. He opened the door just as the rain started to pour down her face. He reached his hand out to her. She took his hand and he led her in. The door shut behind them and the world disappeared.
Buffy opened her eyes. Last night flashed in her mind. She had asked him to just hold her, just be near her. He hadn't done anything but that. She want to think or feel and he understood strangely enough. After all, he had claimed to know her, inside and out.
Buffy felt his arms around her. She wasn't sure this was fair to him. Her decision-making skills hadn't been all that great lately. She knew he had feelings - although she questioned if it was actually love.
Reality crept up as she felt the nausea. She got up from the bed and ran to the door. She managed to open it far enough so that her vomit made it outside of the vampire's crypt. She felt a somewhat warm hand on her back. She straightened her body and wiped her mouth. "I should be going." Buffy said, being reminded of the problem that caused her to seek out solace from him in the first place.
He didn't object. He knew she would be coming back; she always found her way back to him.
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