Creature of the Light
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lokifanTitle: Creature of the Light
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Implied Angel/Spike
Rating PG
Warnings: somewhat soppy
Disclaimer: The boys belong to Joss, even though I’m often much nicer to them than he is.
Author’s Notes: Written foropen_on_sunday’s current prompt, lamp.
It was odd to see Spike’s face under the fluorescent lighting of this hellhole, for all that Spike had always been modern. An oil lamp would fit him better; or perhaps the flashing, coloured lights in some dim club; or just the flame of his lighter, licking at his cheekbones from underneath.
The image of William reading by the fire, hair dishevelled, hit Angel between the eyes. He’d look up and smile, face glowing with adoration, flames lending a flush to his skin.
The harsh lights on radioactive hair were as wrong and disjointed as everything else in this place.
Word count: 100
Characters/pairings: Implied Angel/Spike
Rating PG
Warnings: somewhat soppy
Disclaimer: The boys belong to Joss, even though I’m often much nicer to them than he is.
Author’s Notes: Written for
open_on_sunday’s current prompt, lamp.It was odd to see Spike’s face under the fluorescent lighting of this hellhole, for all that Spike had always been modern. An oil lamp would fit him better; or perhaps the flashing, coloured lights in some dim club; or just the flame of his lighter, licking at his cheekbones from underneath.
The image of William reading by the fire, hair dishevelled, hit Angel between the eyes. He’d look up and smile, face glowing with adoration, flames lending a flush to his skin.
The harsh lights on radioactive hair were as wrong and disjointed as everything else in this place.
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Date: 2009-03-02 02:40 pm (UTC)