[Prompt #419] BtVS / Buffy — Linger
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100wordsTitle: Linger
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Buffy/Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, after ep. 6x13 “Dead Things”
Summary: Buffy is gathering the courage to face the truth of what she did.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #419 - Wounded
Crossposted:anythingdrabble, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Buffy made herself walk into Spike’s crypt, but lingered between the door and the hole in the ground that led to the lower level.
Fleeting images of his bruised face crowded her memories of that night in the alley, making her stomach twist with a pang of guilt. For a second she considered running away, unsure if she could handle looking at the damage she had caused. Even with a vampire’s quick healing, Spike was surely still wounded, probably looking worse than he had right after the beating.
But she wouldn’t run. Inhaling deeply, she prepared to face her responsibilities.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Buffy/Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, after ep. 6x13 “Dead Things”
Summary: Buffy is gathering the courage to face the truth of what she did.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #419 - Wounded
Crossposted:
anythingdrabble, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark—
Buffy made herself walk into Spike’s crypt, but lingered between the door and the hole in the ground that led to the lower level.
Fleeting images of his bruised face crowded her memories of that night in the alley, making her stomach twist with a pang of guilt. For a second she considered running away, unsure if she could handle looking at the damage she had caused. Even with a vampire’s quick healing, Spike was surely still wounded, probably looking worse than he had right after the beating.
But she wouldn’t run. Inhaling deeply, she prepared to face her responsibilities.
