Disclaimer: I don't own Wesley or Illyria.
Dedication: This is for you, Shinodabear! Thanks for your inspiration!
Wesley slammed the door to his office and had taken his glasses off, then angrily threw it across the room. When did Illyria steal her way into his heart? This was not supposed to have happened. He never thought he could actually have any feelings for her, that once god-king who took over his lady loves' "shell". If it had not been for Angel to have walked into the laboratory, he would have done it. Wesley would have pulled Illyria into his arms and embraced her tightly. Then, he would have kissed her.
Illyria sat on the cold linoleum floor of the laboratory. If it had not been for Angel to have walked into the room suddenly, she knew Wesley would have kissed her. Her heartbeat pounded loudly, she was so sure he could have heard it as he stood a little closer to her than he normally did. She felt his breath against her face and wanted the feel of his lips on hers.
Illyria wondered how it would have felt to have his strong arms wrapped around her body. Demons weren't supposed to have feelings for anyone, let alone a human. Afterall, in Illyria's world, no one ever fell in love. They just existed. Angel's walk-in was not a welcomed interruption.
"Curses!" She cried out loud to herself. "Curses to you, Angel!"
THE END