Bliss
Title: Bliss
Author: digitaldesigner
Beta: hazel_eyes_86
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Angel/Cordy, bliss
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nothing specific.
Pairing: Angel/Cordelia
Summary: Cordy contemplates the word bliss.
Disclaimer: If you recognize them, they belong to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Otherwise, they're mine.
Author's Note: Written for whedonland and drabble123.
Bliss. Cordy didn't know when she'd begun to hate that word or how it was possible to hate a word; she just knew she had. She hated that Angel couldn't experience it, couldn't have what so many others took for granted.
Angel sat down beside her, a vial in his hand. "What's that?"
"Soultrap."
"What is it?"
"A permanent soul."
It was in that moment that Cordy stopped hating the word bliss.
She squeezed his hand as he drained the vial, securing his soul. She led Angel upstairs, intent on showing him what complete and utter bliss felt like. Finally.
Author: digitaldesigner
Beta: hazel_eyes_86
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Angel/Cordy, bliss
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Nothing specific.
Pairing: Angel/Cordelia
Summary: Cordy contemplates the word bliss.
Disclaimer: If you recognize them, they belong to Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. Otherwise, they're mine.
Author's Note: Written for whedonland and drabble123.
Bliss. Cordy didn't know when she'd begun to hate that word or how it was possible to hate a word; she just knew she had. She hated that Angel couldn't experience it, couldn't have what so many others took for granted.
Angel sat down beside her, a vial in his hand. "What's that?"
"Soultrap."
"What is it?"
"A permanent soul."
It was in that moment that Cordy stopped hating the word bliss.
She squeezed his hand as he drained the vial, securing his soul. She led Angel upstairs, intent on showing him what complete and utter bliss felt like. Finally.