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Feb 18, 2009 06:18

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_keep_me February 18 2009, 13:21:59 UTC

And once again I find myself fighting back a resigned sigh - or any reaction at all because that's sure to set him off further as my thumb wipes tears from his cheeks. I'm not a mind reader, is what I'd really like to say, but what's the point? For all I know he was apologizing for eating all the take-out--- He did that last week randomly and I didn't have a clue until later ( ... )

watcher_pryce February 19 2009, 05:22:00 UTC

Bloody hell. I hate this. I hate it when this happens and lately it's been happening far to often. It just over and done with before my brain can even catch up with the rest of me. The things I say, the things I do, I'm surprised Angel hasn't kicked me out of the Hotel yet. I really am. Sometimes I just don't know what to do other then to crawl into a corner, make myself small and rock back and forth while crying.

A lot of good that will do, wont it.

Which is the reason I look at Angel rather apprehensive after I've uttered those words at him. It's almost as if I'm testing him for some reason, though I'd have no idea why. He keeps surprising *me* though. This time by taking hold of my hand and putting it over the mark on his heart. Mine I feel stupid standing there, one hand clutching the toilet paper he's given me the other one covering the mark on Angel's chest ( ... )

_keep_me February 19 2009, 12:26:53 UTC

I can still feel him against my tongue while I look up, waiting for a response. Well, one other than the twitch of his hips when I touched him. I take the few seconds that he's cross-eyed with confusion to look over his newly naked body, eyes raking over his skin, again the image of a man in the desert coming to mind. Thank goodness for this oasis ( ... )

watcher_pryce February 19 2009, 12:49:25 UTC

I feel uncomfortable with this body I now have. Being this fat, not able to walk or move normally like I used to makes me feel ridiculous. The laughter I'm constantly expecting from the others, from Angel seems to stay away though. Which confuses me. It try not to think of my father whom I still haven't told the news. I mean, what would I tell him? 'Good news father, I'm pregnant!' That'll go over well.

So as I stand there with Angel's eyes roaming over my naked, unattractive body, I feel myself shuffling on my feet. Arms cross over my chest as if I were some bloody blushing virgin. When it comes to that nothing could be further from the truth. Still, a look which would have made me feel desirable and wanted only month's ago now makes me feel very self-conscious.

He doesn't answer my question on whether or not he'll join me, but I think I can assume if he's asking me to help him with his clothes that he does. Want to join me that is. Lord only knows why he'd want that. "Alright," I whisper, pushing my tongue out to lick my lips in ( ... )

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_keep_me March 15 2009, 19:42:15 UTC

I smile at Wes when he shyly admits to not having much of a brain left. "I don't think that's a problem as long as you're feeling good right now. That was our goal, after all," I say, dropping tiny kisses along his face and neck ( ... )

watcher_pryce March 15 2009, 20:00:12 UTC

Oh. Well. Yes, I suppose we were. I mean, I suppose that *is* our goal. If only his kisses would work in the long term. Doubt he can go around kissing me all day. Even if I weren't looking to hit him 80% of the time if he were to try for no reason. My hitting him has no reason, not him kissing me. That has every reason but with my hormones going awry one never knows what'll happen ( ... )

_keep_me March 15 2009, 20:19:13 UTC

Laughing, that too I haven't heard in a few days. And the smile that goes with it is gorgeous. I'm just happy he's happy and relaxing. And so there's a smile to meet Wes' when he looks at me ( ... )

watcher_pryce March 15 2009, 20:39:01 UTC

"Hmmm, I wish," I murmur almost regretfully. Anytime would mean I'd be in the mood anytime and we both know that's less and less the case. Hell, even our friends know. They've been avoiding me at certain times - and not such certain times - as well for the last few months. I swear, I just wanted to slap the smirk off Cordelia's face when she heard what was wong and went 'I told you so'. I've been horrified with myself for just thinking that ( ... )

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_keep_me May 2 2009, 03:28:52 UTC

We do manage to get to the bathroom and get Wes' bodily needs taken care of albeit, me from the door and him in the midst of it. But when the time comes for Wes to get up, I can see him practically implode ( ... )

watcher_pryce May 2 2009, 11:52:15 UTC

Well. Don't I feel stupid, standing there with my robe wide open hugging Angel as though I never want him to let go. A small part of my brain tells me I should consider myself lucky not to be wearing sweats or slacks or even underwear because then things would've been even *more* embarrassing ( ... )

_keep_me May 2 2009, 20:08:21 UTC

Okay, it's a little bit of a surprise that Wesley's clinging so tightly. Not that he shouldn't but, you know, the crazy hormones... I wasn't actually expecting it to happen even though I kinda wanted it to. So I keep hugging ( ... )

watcher_pryce May 2 2009, 20:39:42 UTC

Angel. A man- pire, no a man, to me he's a man. Not just a vampire, or the champion or the big hero, or Angelus. To me he's Angel the man who's Connor's father, who's the father of our child-- god, that still doesn't sound right. I still can't wrap my mind around the fact that *I'm* the one who's pregnant, even if the evidence is clear as day ( ... )

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