Lost in You.

Spike/Wesley
100 Words
Rated PG



When did I stop being my own person and become an extension of you?

When did the invitations become for two, never just one?

When did it occur to me that if I didn't wake up beside you it was going to be a bad day?

When did the thought that I had you to come home to at the end of the day become the one thing that could get me through those bad days?

When did blonde hair become my favorite thing?

And leather.

Blue eyes.

I'm lost in you.

And I wouldn't change that for the world.


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