Sunnydale friskymagick
I saw the seat-belt light go on, and knew we were home. I guess I'll always feel that some part of Sunnydale is my home. After all, my family is here. Well, everyone except the woman I cradled in my arms.
"Willow," I brushed the hair back from her face, "sit up sweetheart, time to land." I smiled at her, though inside I felt jumpy, nervous. After all these years, the one person that could understand me the most had been with me. Well, for the last 6 anyway. Granted, much of that time she was under age, but not now. And the woman that she became...It still made me catch my breath.
But would anyone else think that it was ok. Or would they be angry? Upsetesque? Disappointed? See me as a child-molester, even though we're both above the age of consent nearly anywhere in the world that I know of. I didn't want to battle my family to stay with the woman I knew I belonged with. And I knew Willow wouldn't either.
Maybe we should ease them into it? Or maybe just say "Hey, Willow is staying with me, and I don't mean on the couch."
Bugger it all, I don't know. But I know she's worth whatever lies ahead.
And, our relationship not withstanding, I don't think what lies ahead will be easy.
"Ready to go?" While I was musing the stupid plane landed, and people were getting off, I mean leaving. It was our turn. Hopefully, people were here to meet us.
I held my hand to her. No time like the present to be honest. With them. With her. With myself.
"Willow," I brushed the hair back from her face, "sit up sweetheart, time to land." I smiled at her, though inside I felt jumpy, nervous. After all these years, the one person that could understand me the most had been with me. Well, for the last 6 anyway. Granted, much of that time she was under age, but not now. And the woman that she became...It still made me catch my breath.
But would anyone else think that it was ok. Or would they be angry? Upsetesque? Disappointed? See me as a child-molester, even though we're both above the age of consent nearly anywhere in the world that I know of. I didn't want to battle my family to stay with the woman I knew I belonged with. And I knew Willow wouldn't either.
Maybe we should ease them into it? Or maybe just say "Hey, Willow is staying with me, and I don't mean on the couch."
Bugger it all, I don't know. But I know she's worth whatever lies ahead.
And, our relationship not withstanding, I don't think what lies ahead will be easy.
"Ready to go?" While I was musing the stupid plane landed, and people were getting off, I mean leaving. It was our turn. Hopefully, people were here to meet us.
I held my hand to her. No time like the present to be honest. With them. With her. With myself.