Oh, my. You remind of exactly how heartbreaking that relationship was, and even more heartbreaking that we didn't get more closure on it.
She sat up suddenly, ramrod straight. Her eyes were still ice – half melted, but still cold enough to burn. “I thought I meant something. To you.”
“Sweet…”
That near growl of hers. “Don’t.”
He ran a hand through half-gelled hair. “’Course you meant – mean – something.”
What I love about this? That it's such an echo of the Buffy/Spike door conversation, the one that Dawn presumably overheard, and where Buffy can't come up with a real answer beyond "does it have to mean something?", Spike tells Dawn this. And it doesn't really fix anything, just answers the question. Gorgeous.
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Date: 2007-05-20 08:32 pm (UTC)She sat up suddenly, ramrod straight. Her eyes were still ice – half melted, but still cold enough to burn. “I thought I meant something. To you.”
“Sweet…”
That near growl of hers. “Don’t.”
He ran a hand through half-gelled hair. “’Course you meant – mean – something.”
What I love about this? That it's such an echo of the Buffy/Spike door conversation, the one that Dawn presumably overheard, and where Buffy can't come up with a real answer beyond "does it have to mean something?", Spike tells Dawn this. And it doesn't really fix anything, just answers the question. Gorgeous.