Week 17: Share Time
[Share something with your partner]
She doesn’t push and she doesn’t prod very often so when he walks home by himself she gives him the time. She needs to vent anyway, pouring her frustration over vampires and burying her stake so deep in one that it lodges in the ground. At that point she gives up and walks home. Danny is in bed and she’s starving so she gets cold Chinese out and eats it sitting on the counter, legs, dangling over and heels thrumming against the cabinets. Halfway through her carton of pad thai she gets up the nerve to snoop around the apartment. Everything is exactly the way she left it, including shoes on the tables and sloughed off near the door. If he’d changed his mind, nothing in the living room or kitchen showed it. The pad thai carton got tossed in the wastebasket along with the chopsticks. Three points nothing but net. She’s procrastinated as long as possible and it’s time to face the lions.
The bedroom is quiet and dark but he looks up at her when she walks in. She’s not surprised that he’s not asleep, after all she’s not sure she slept for days after her real world soap bubble was popped. She gives him a half smile, strips out of her jeans and grabs a wife beater from her drawer. She changes into just that and her underwear then slips underneath the covers. Surprise makes her hesitate when Danny wraps his arms around her and pulls her close without a word but she buries her nose against his collarbone. She settles against him, soaking up his warmth and storing It away. This doesn’t feel like the end but it doesn’t feel like them either. It’s all off kilter and awkward but she thinks maybe it feels like a beginning.
Patient: Buffy Summers
Fandom: Btvs
WC: 307
Partner: Danny Messer stillacrime (RP)
She doesn’t push and she doesn’t prod very often so when he walks home by himself she gives him the time. She needs to vent anyway, pouring her frustration over vampires and burying her stake so deep in one that it lodges in the ground. At that point she gives up and walks home. Danny is in bed and she’s starving so she gets cold Chinese out and eats it sitting on the counter, legs, dangling over and heels thrumming against the cabinets. Halfway through her carton of pad thai she gets up the nerve to snoop around the apartment. Everything is exactly the way she left it, including shoes on the tables and sloughed off near the door. If he’d changed his mind, nothing in the living room or kitchen showed it. The pad thai carton got tossed in the wastebasket along with the chopsticks. Three points nothing but net. She’s procrastinated as long as possible and it’s time to face the lions.
The bedroom is quiet and dark but he looks up at her when she walks in. She’s not surprised that he’s not asleep, after all she’s not sure she slept for days after her real world soap bubble was popped. She gives him a half smile, strips out of her jeans and grabs a wife beater from her drawer. She changes into just that and her underwear then slips underneath the covers. Surprise makes her hesitate when Danny wraps his arms around her and pulls her close without a word but she buries her nose against his collarbone. She settles against him, soaking up his warmth and storing It away. This doesn’t feel like the end but it doesn’t feel like them either. It’s all off kilter and awkward but she thinks maybe it feels like a beginning.
Patient: Buffy Summers
Fandom: Btvs
WC: 307
Partner: Danny Messer stillacrime (RP)