Sunday Morning
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,305
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Sunday Morning
Pairing: Spike/Xander
A/N: This little ficlet is based on lyrics from the song “Sunday Morning” by Maroon 5. I didn’t want to make this a song-fic per se, but I couldn’t help but be drawn in by the words. Really, this is nothing more than just a picture painted to the words they wrote.
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Sunday morning, and the rain is falling. I steal your covers, you share your skin for the warmth I no longer have. I would have thought you would notice, but you never do. You just curl up to my side blissfully unaware.
It’s these unforgettable moments I cherish the most. The clouds in the sky leave us all in shadows, not unlike the shadows shrouding our very life. I close my eyes and turn my head to nuzzle your neck, taking comfort in your life.
You think I don’t see that you twist yourself to fit my mold. Things get so crazy living our life. It’s a hard thing to do, to live for you. But I do it every day, every day that I would gladly hit the road and go if you knew. How could you not see? There’s nothing here but a hollow body filled only with love for you. I have nothing else to give.
Some days I feel that nagging worry that there will come a day you won’t return to my side. I pray to every one of the dark gods that you’ll be returned to me. You follow me out every night, to stay by my side and watch my back. You do it for all your friends, but especially for me. I can’t stand to push you away, to lock you up inside as I long to do. You’re all that I need; my only light in a world full of darkness. It’s such an ironic twist to be your darkness in your world full of bright splendor.
You come home weary to the depth of your soul. I pull you into my arms every night so that you may rest your bones with me. I drive into you slowly, lasting until the hues of violet and gold weave their way through the horizon. Sunday comes too fast, and I never want you to leave.
I trace my fingers over your outline, brushing gently from your neck to your thighs. I drag my fingers back up your hips and down to where I belong just as your beautiful whiskey brown eyes flutter open. It’s like painting a picture with my hands. We sway back and forth together like branches in a storm, waiting for a break that feels as if it will never come. The weather changes, finally letting the sun wake from its rest. I curl around you as the last drop hits the ground. We’re still together when the darkness falls once again.
Life gets so crazy, and living gets hard to do. I know that one day the rain won’t cease to fall, and I’ll be calling out to you. You won’t be there to answer me as the sun brings on a new day, a day without you.
That day I’ll find a way to bring myself home to you. You may not know that you’re all that I need, that in darkness I’ll always see you. I’ll close my eyes and be at rest with you... ashes to earth.
FIN.
A/N: This little ficlet is based on lyrics from the song “Sunday Morning” by Maroon 5. I didn’t want to make this a song-fic per se, but I couldn’t help but be drawn in by the words. Really, this is nothing more than just a picture painted to the words they wrote.
sxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxsxsx
Sunday morning, and the rain is falling. I steal your covers, you share your skin for the warmth I no longer have. I would have thought you would notice, but you never do. You just curl up to my side blissfully unaware.
It’s these unforgettable moments I cherish the most. The clouds in the sky leave us all in shadows, not unlike the shadows shrouding our very life. I close my eyes and turn my head to nuzzle your neck, taking comfort in your life.
You think I don’t see that you twist yourself to fit my mold. Things get so crazy living our life. It’s a hard thing to do, to live for you. But I do it every day, every day that I would gladly hit the road and go if you knew. How could you not see? There’s nothing here but a hollow body filled only with love for you. I have nothing else to give.
Some days I feel that nagging worry that there will come a day you won’t return to my side. I pray to every one of the dark gods that you’ll be returned to me. You follow me out every night, to stay by my side and watch my back. You do it for all your friends, but especially for me. I can’t stand to push you away, to lock you up inside as I long to do. You’re all that I need; my only light in a world full of darkness. It’s such an ironic twist to be your darkness in your world full of bright splendor.
You come home weary to the depth of your soul. I pull you into my arms every night so that you may rest your bones with me. I drive into you slowly, lasting until the hues of violet and gold weave their way through the horizon. Sunday comes too fast, and I never want you to leave.
I trace my fingers over your outline, brushing gently from your neck to your thighs. I drag my fingers back up your hips and down to where I belong just as your beautiful whiskey brown eyes flutter open. It’s like painting a picture with my hands. We sway back and forth together like branches in a storm, waiting for a break that feels as if it will never come. The weather changes, finally letting the sun wake from its rest. I curl around you as the last drop hits the ground. We’re still together when the darkness falls once again.
Life gets so crazy, and living gets hard to do. I know that one day the rain won’t cease to fall, and I’ll be calling out to you. You won’t be there to answer me as the sun brings on a new day, a day without you.
That day I’ll find a way to bring myself home to you. You may not know that you’re all that I need, that in darkness I’ll always see you. I’ll close my eyes and be at rest with you... ashes to earth.
FIN.