Fred snuggled down on the bed as she waited for Wesley to answer her question. She was curious and had always wondered about it. When he started to stutter, she gave him a frown, and was ready to tell him he didn't need to answer. Suddenly, he started to tell her and Fred could feel her throat start to tighten. He had loved him since then?
"Oh, Wesley," she whispered as she blinked back some tears. "I...that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. If I would've known..." She trailed off, remembering the crush she'd had on him. "I had such a crush on you back then. That's why I was always in your office, and leaning over your shoulder. I didn't know how to flirt back then and I didn't think you'd want me."
She shrugged a little and looked down. "I always thought you were too smart for me and too good because I'd spent five years in a cave, and you were all proper and English," Fred looked up and grinned. "You're still English but not always proper." She giggled a little and leaned forward and softly kissed him.
"It doesn't though. We're together now and it doesn't matter when it happened. This is the most happiest I've been...in years," Fred honestly said. She hadn't even felt this way for Gunn. "And I'm never going to leave you. I'm going to be here until I'm old and gray, wandering the halls with a microscope."
She yawned softly and tugged the blanket over them. "Thank you for loving me, Wesley," Fred quietly said as she nuzzled his neck.
"I always wanted you," he told her softly. "I just...I was never certain in relationships back then, especially not after the circumstances under which my previous one broke up. And when...when I almost--I was afraid..."
He shook his head, knowing that she was right. The past didn't matter. They were together now and always would be, as long as he had something to say about it. He rather liked the idea of being with her when they were both old and grey. It was a hard thing to think about given the life they were a part of, but with her, it was something that he rather liked and found himself able to think about.
"You're right, love. We're together now, and I love you very much," he told her as he held her to him as they snuggled down under the covers. "You don't have to thank me for loving you, though. I always will."
He kissed her temple and then closed his eyes, lying there, memorizing the moment until he felt that she had fallen asleep. A little while later, he fell asleep as well, dreaming of making their life in the Hyperion. Before, dreaming of something like this with her had been just out of reach, but no longer. She was there with him, and she loved him.
The sunlight coming through the curtain the next morning woke Wesley up. Opening his eyes, he looked over the clock, realizing just how much the move had taken out of him. He could only imagine how Fred would be feeling, considering that she hadn't been feeling well at all lately.
Which reminded him that he had promised her he'd take her to the doctor's. He looked down at her in his arms and pressed his lips to her forehead.
"Fred," he whispered. "Fred, love, we need to get up. You have your appointment this morning."
"Oh, Wesley," she whispered as she blinked back some tears. "I...that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. If I would've known..." She trailed off, remembering the crush she'd had on him. "I had such a crush on you back then. That's why I was always in your office, and leaning over your shoulder. I didn't know how to flirt back then and I didn't think you'd want me."
She shrugged a little and looked down. "I always thought you were too smart for me and too good because I'd spent five years in a cave, and you were all proper and English," Fred looked up and grinned. "You're still English but not always proper." She giggled a little and leaned forward and softly kissed him.
"It doesn't though. We're together now and it doesn't matter when it happened. This is the most happiest I've been...in years," Fred honestly said. She hadn't even felt this way for Gunn. "And I'm never going to leave you. I'm going to be here until I'm old and gray, wandering the halls with a microscope."
She yawned softly and tugged the blanket over them. "Thank you for loving me, Wesley," Fred quietly said as she nuzzled his neck.
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He shook his head, knowing that she was right. The past didn't matter. They were together now and always would be, as long as he had something to say about it. He rather liked the idea of being with her when they were both old and grey. It was a hard thing to think about given the life they were a part of, but with her, it was something that he rather liked and found himself able to think about.
"You're right, love. We're together now, and I love you very much," he told her as he held her to him as they snuggled down under the covers. "You don't have to thank me for loving you, though. I always will."
He kissed her temple and then closed his eyes, lying there, memorizing the moment until he felt that she had fallen asleep. A little while later, he fell asleep as well, dreaming of making their life in the Hyperion. Before, dreaming of something like this with her had been just out of reach, but no longer. She was there with him, and she loved him.
The sunlight coming through the curtain the next morning woke Wesley up. Opening his eyes, he looked over the clock, realizing just how much the move had taken out of him. He could only imagine how Fred would be feeling, considering that she hadn't been feeling well at all lately.
Which reminded him that he had promised her he'd take her to the doctor's. He looked down at her in his arms and pressed his lips to her forehead.
"Fred," he whispered. "Fred, love, we need to get up. You have your appointment this morning."
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