Frailty - Angel/Spike
A drabble about light for open_on_sunday. Maybe slightly different than what was intended.
Frailty
by FemailoftheSpecies
Spike/Angel
PG
100 words
It’s not how he expects him to feel. So frail and light.
Angel carries a delirious Spike into his apartment, his powerful hands trembling with the attempt to be gentle, not mar that thin layer of pale flesh anymore than someone already has, not crush bones that he can feel too easily under sinewy muscle. He lays him on the bed, frowning as Spike barely dents the mattress.
Someone has starved him, tried to destroy this most maddening creature slowly, painfully, cruelly and Angel closes his emotions off quickly, focusing on what needs to be done to heal his childe.
Frailty
by FemailoftheSpecies
Spike/Angel
PG
100 words
It’s not how he expects him to feel. So frail and light.
Angel carries a delirious Spike into his apartment, his powerful hands trembling with the attempt to be gentle, not mar that thin layer of pale flesh anymore than someone already has, not crush bones that he can feel too easily under sinewy muscle. He lays him on the bed, frowning as Spike barely dents the mattress.
Someone has starved him, tried to destroy this most maddening creature slowly, painfully, cruelly and Angel closes his emotions off quickly, focusing on what needs to be done to heal his childe.