In the Aftermath
In the AftermathTheme:
099 - TortureDisclaimer:
None of the characters and properties of Buffy the Vampire Slayer
belong to me.Notes/Timeline:
In the future for both shows.
He collapsed next to her, his expression blank as his mind tried to process what he had just been through. She pulled him into her arms, slinging one leg over his, and ran a hand through his hair comfortingly when he pressed his face into the crook of her neck.
"Are you alright?" she asked, her voice low and soothing.
Methos sighed; "Yeah."
His voice was rough and uneven, a sign of how much the events of the day had truly gotten under his skin. Buffy made a small noise of acknowledgment at his reply and simply kept running her fingers through his hair.
"You need a haircut."
"Yeah," he said again.
There was a long moment of silence. A car honked outside, a dog barked, and the two of them lay entwined on the couch.
"You were right," he admitted, finally. "I shouldn't have gone. Not alone, at least."
A small smile quirked Buffy's lips, "So...I can say it?"
He rolled his eyes, and pillowed his head more comfortably on her shoulder. "You can say it."
"I told you," she said, quite smugly, and Methos sighed again. "I told
you that you'd regret agreeing to spend the day helping Andrew with his research."