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I showed him the wolf. And he didn't freak, didn't even show a drop of sweet fear. It may have been there that I first thought I loved him, but there was so much more that he needed to know about me before I could say it and mean it.
So I moved out of the Sunnydale Motel and in to the old boathouse by the lake that had been converted into a two bedroom apartment type-thing. I felt bad about leaving Moss, knowing that we would never be the same again and that, well, that's okay. I'll miss having him around to wake me up from the nightmares I sometimes have, but they've become so far and so few between now... Only when the nights are so warm that I throw off the sheets and the breeze caresses my body in the way that makes me remember... And only when I'm alone in my bed.
Vance is... The most amazing guy I've ever known and then some. It's incredible.
Also, school. I remember now why I stopped going to begin with, but we won't go into that. Going is okay, I'm making good grades and all that stuff. It'll be fine as long as I'm not expected to be anything I'm not.
Alright, I'm going to be honest here. I miss Moss. Quite a bit. Not the sex side of it, even though that was good. (Not as good as Vance, but if we go there this might turn into something entirely different.) I miss being able to talk to him, see him and know that I was always going to have someone there if I needed them. And I feel bad because he's still stuck at the Motel and there's nothing I can do about that short of giving him my spare room and I don't know how Vance would feel about that.
I should probably go talk to him, Moss that is... Wish me luck?
So I moved out of the Sunnydale Motel and in to the old boathouse by the lake that had been converted into a two bedroom apartment type-thing. I felt bad about leaving Moss, knowing that we would never be the same again and that, well, that's okay. I'll miss having him around to wake me up from the nightmares I sometimes have, but they've become so far and so few between now... Only when the nights are so warm that I throw off the sheets and the breeze caresses my body in the way that makes me remember... And only when I'm alone in my bed.
Vance is... The most amazing guy I've ever known and then some. It's incredible.
Also, school. I remember now why I stopped going to begin with, but we won't go into that. Going is okay, I'm making good grades and all that stuff. It'll be fine as long as I'm not expected to be anything I'm not.
Alright, I'm going to be honest here. I miss Moss. Quite a bit. Not the sex side of it, even though that was good. (Not as good as Vance, but if we go there this might turn into something entirely different.) I miss being able to talk to him, see him and know that I was always going to have someone there if I needed them. And I feel bad because he's still stuck at the Motel and there's nothing I can do about that short of giving him my spare room and I don't know how Vance would feel about that.
I should probably go talk to him, Moss that is... Wish me luck?