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029 - Ficlet : The Truth Will Set You Free BtVS S6/S7
Ficlet: The Truth Will Set You Free
Author: Shealynn88
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~260
Prompt: 029 - Free For All BtVS S6/S7
Characters/Pairing (if any): Willow/Giles (mild)
She fears them like a judge and jury; she dreads her departure like an execution. “I don’t think I’m ready,” she tells him again.
“Your next step is there,” he tells her, and his lips graze her forehead.
He’s careful with her, and far kinder than she deserves. She wonders if it’s the watcher in him or just something that’s solely, uniquely, him. She thinks it’s the latter.
She’s fairly certain that she doesn’t deserve him at all. Not the way that she has him—calm and patient and completely trusting—willing to leave her alone while he goes riding. Certainly not the way that she longs for when she’s lying awake in the guest room late at night.
She imagines the look on Buffy’s face if she told her—her mouth would widen comically and she’d cover it and laugh. “Willow,” she’d say, “it’s Giles.”
At least, that’s what she’d say if she wasn’t trying to remove Willow’s head.
Willow’s still not entirely sure how the reunion will go.
She looks up, meeting his eyes. He’s close enough that she hardly has to whisper. “Will I be okay?”
He takes her hand and his eyes search hers; for a second she really thinks he’s going to kiss her.
The moment passes. “That’s up to you,” he says finally, and his lips curl up in a smile that’s both wise and sad.
It’s not reassuring, but it’s honest. She’s learned to value that over the past few months. “Thank you,” she says. When she puts her other hand on his, she hopes he’ll never let go.
Author: Shealynn88
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~260
Prompt: 029 - Free For All BtVS S6/S7
Characters/Pairing (if any): Willow/Giles (mild)
She fears them like a judge and jury; she dreads her departure like an execution. “I don’t think I’m ready,” she tells him again.
“Your next step is there,” he tells her, and his lips graze her forehead.
He’s careful with her, and far kinder than she deserves. She wonders if it’s the watcher in him or just something that’s solely, uniquely, him. She thinks it’s the latter.
She’s fairly certain that she doesn’t deserve him at all. Not the way that she has him—calm and patient and completely trusting—willing to leave her alone while he goes riding. Certainly not the way that she longs for when she’s lying awake in the guest room late at night.
She imagines the look on Buffy’s face if she told her—her mouth would widen comically and she’d cover it and laugh. “Willow,” she’d say, “it’s Giles.”
At least, that’s what she’d say if she wasn’t trying to remove Willow’s head.
Willow’s still not entirely sure how the reunion will go.
She looks up, meeting his eyes. He’s close enough that she hardly has to whisper. “Will I be okay?”
He takes her hand and his eyes search hers; for a second she really thinks he’s going to kiss her.
The moment passes. “That’s up to you,” he says finally, and his lips curl up in a smile that’s both wise and sad.
It’s not reassuring, but it’s honest. She’s learned to value that over the past few months. “Thank you,” she says. When she puts her other hand on his, she hopes he’ll never let go.