Drabble Fem (5)
For taffimai, who requested Wes/Spike and the flu. Hope you feel better, Taffy!
We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night. I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life. - They Might Be Giants
“Would you stop whinging? You’re worse than Angel.” That should quiet the blond. “That’s what you get for exchanging bodily fluids,” Wesley tutted as he massaged Spike’s aching neck.
“Wanker.”
Wesley raised an eyebrow, but continued massaging, moving the heating pad lower on Spike’s back. “Tea’s almost ready. Maybe next time you won’t be so easily goaded into trading drinks with a Graxlar beast, hmm?”
The thought of having demonic flu again with these feverish chills made Spike whimper pitifully.
“Tea with lemon, and honey, for your throat,” and a generous splash of rum to hopefully knock the baleful vampire right out.
We kissed on the subway in the middle of the night. I held your hand, you held mine, it was the best night of my life. - They Might Be Giants
“Would you stop whinging? You’re worse than Angel.” That should quiet the blond. “That’s what you get for exchanging bodily fluids,” Wesley tutted as he massaged Spike’s aching neck.
“Wanker.”
Wesley raised an eyebrow, but continued massaging, moving the heating pad lower on Spike’s back. “Tea’s almost ready. Maybe next time you won’t be so easily goaded into trading drinks with a Graxlar beast, hmm?”
The thought of having demonic flu again with these feverish chills made Spike whimper pitifully.
“Tea with lemon, and honey, for your throat,” and a generous splash of rum to hopefully knock the baleful vampire right out.