Two Drabbles
Two drabbles written for this week' open_on_sundayprompt: burn(s). Probably not my best work, because I wrote them fairly spontaneously and off the top of my head, mostly because I wanted to avoid doing my reading for class tomorrow. In my defence, Buffyverse is way more interesting than the Crimean War, anyway.
Title: Haunted
Characters: Angel, mention of Buffy
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Haunted
When Buffy visits, Angel feels wonderfully, dangerously content. It’s not happiness, but it’s close.
And it’s terrifying, being so close to losing his soul. Angelus is the monster that haunts his every waking moment, following him into dreams, as unshakable as his own shadow.
He sticks his hand outside, through the drapes that keep the darkness in, until the sharp, blistering pain becomes unbearable.
The fire extinguished, Angel sits and watches the burns begin to heal. As long as they’re there, they remind him what he is.
His soul is safe for now, because he’s only happy when he forgets.
fin.
Title: Sunscreen
Characters: Oz, Willow
Pairing: Willow/Oz
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Sunscreen
Sunburns hurt, a lot. Being obscenely pale, Oz burnt easily, and was used to getting sunburns, but these were the worst he could remember.
Willow had put on a second layer of sunscreen after lunch, but Oz hadn’t bothered, instead, lifting her up, running for the ocean, and dropping Willow into the waves.
“You’ll pay for that, Mister!” Willow had giggled, pushing wet hair out of her eyes.
That evening he did, his back burnt red and blistering. But when Willow straddled his back and rubbed Aloe lotion into his skin, he decided that sometimes the pain is worth it.
fin.
Title: Haunted
Characters: Angel, mention of Buffy
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Haunted
When Buffy visits, Angel feels wonderfully, dangerously content. It’s not happiness, but it’s close.
And it’s terrifying, being so close to losing his soul. Angelus is the monster that haunts his every waking moment, following him into dreams, as unshakable as his own shadow.
He sticks his hand outside, through the drapes that keep the darkness in, until the sharp, blistering pain becomes unbearable.
The fire extinguished, Angel sits and watches the burns begin to heal. As long as they’re there, they remind him what he is.
His soul is safe for now, because he’s only happy when he forgets.
fin.
Title: Sunscreen
Characters: Oz, Willow
Pairing: Willow/Oz
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Sunscreen
Sunburns hurt, a lot. Being obscenely pale, Oz burnt easily, and was used to getting sunburns, but these were the worst he could remember.
Willow had put on a second layer of sunscreen after lunch, but Oz hadn’t bothered, instead, lifting her up, running for the ocean, and dropping Willow into the waves.
“You’ll pay for that, Mister!” Willow had giggled, pushing wet hair out of her eyes.
That evening he did, his back burnt red and blistering. But when Willow straddled his back and rubbed Aloe lotion into his skin, he decided that sometimes the pain is worth it.
fin.