Buffy presses the blunt edges of her fingertips into Angel's chest. "I want you to--" and the worry in his eyes stops her. His furrowed brow and the concern so much like Willow and Xander and Dawn with their eyes full of love and expectation that for a moment she can't breathe. Feels the air trapped in her chest and she can't make room for more. Buffy closes her eyes, closes him out because he is relieved that she is here and she wishes that he really could kill her with a kiss.
This just digs right into the heart of what Buffy's feeling right now. Her despair and her death wish are so close to the surface I can feel it chafing beneath my own skin.
She wouldn't call it waiting, but she is restless in his arms. When Angel comes, Angelus doesn't come with him.
And this sort of makes my heart break for her. Wonderful fic.
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Buffy presses the blunt edges of her fingertips into Angel's chest. "I want you to--" and the worry in his eyes stops her. His furrowed brow and the concern so much like Willow and Xander and Dawn with their eyes full of love and expectation that for a moment she can't breathe. Feels the air trapped in her chest and she can't make room for more. Buffy closes her eyes, closes him out because he is relieved that she is here and she wishes that he really could kill her with a kiss.
This just digs right into the heart of what Buffy's feeling right now. Her despair and her death wish are so close to the surface I can feel it chafing beneath my own skin.
She wouldn't call it waiting, but she is restless in his arms. When Angel comes, Angelus doesn't come with him.
And this sort of makes my heart break for her. Wonderful fic.