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This week, "Moving"
Wesley watched Angel sleeping. It was a little unsettling the way Angel was lying so still. No breath, no pulse, no sign of life. It was similar but not quite the same as a dead body. Angel was warmer and sometimes he did move around in his sleep. He’d shift an arm or a leg or turn over, and he’d make little snuffly noises like a puppy made when it was dreaming.
Wesley grinned as Angel made a puppy noise and shifted closer, as if he was aware of Wesley’s thoughts. Wesley closed the distance and drifted off to sleep.
Last week, "Missing scenes"
“You sure there’s no one we can call to come get you, honey?” The nurse looked at him with a motherly concern and patted his arm kindly.
At another time he would have welcomed her gentleness. Now all he wanted to do was get away from the pitying looks. He wasn’t worth fussing over, didn’t deserve kindness. He’d destroyed everything in trying to save the ones he loved from pain. If they no longer wanted him, why should anyone?
“No.” Wesley rasped quietly. He picked up his box of belongings and turned to leave. “There is no one. Not anymore.”
open_on_sunday:This week, "Moving"
Wesley watched Angel sleeping. It was a little unsettling the way Angel was lying so still. No breath, no pulse, no sign of life. It was similar but not quite the same as a dead body. Angel was warmer and sometimes he did move around in his sleep. He’d shift an arm or a leg or turn over, and he’d make little snuffly noises like a puppy made when it was dreaming.
Wesley grinned as Angel made a puppy noise and shifted closer, as if he was aware of Wesley’s thoughts. Wesley closed the distance and drifted off to sleep.
Last week, "Missing scenes"
“You sure there’s no one we can call to come get you, honey?” The nurse looked at him with a motherly concern and patted his arm kindly.
At another time he would have welcomed her gentleness. Now all he wanted to do was get away from the pitying looks. He wasn’t worth fussing over, didn’t deserve kindness. He’d destroyed everything in trying to save the ones he loved from pain. If they no longer wanted him, why should anyone?
“No.” Wesley rasped quietly. He picked up his box of belongings and turned to leave. “There is no one. Not anymore.”
