Title: Real
Author: Am-Chau Yarkona
Rating: G
Summary: Buffy watches…
Disclaimer: Joss is God, I don't own these characters.
I blame the crack. Oh, and Minim Calibre, who may archive this if she wants to.
His reflection. Her last lover didn’t have one, and she couldn’t sit like this at the library table, supposedly doing her homework but actually staring at the locked glass case which held delicate books, and watching him.
She resented that he was here. At first, she’d almost hated him, because he was foolish, and bumbling, but that near-hate had reformed itself into a caring and a desire that… well, if it wasn’t love, if it wasn’t as deep as what she’d felt for Angel, she didn’t care and she didn’t mention it: because Wesley was real. He had a reflection.