whattingawhat | Just Click Your Heels Together Three Times [RP for stillacrime]

Buffy had gotten home early afternoon. The airport had gone as smoothly as airports ever go, she'd found a cab and nearly fallen asleep on the ride back to her apartment. It was empty because Danny was at work but it gave her time to unpack, take a long shower, a nap curled up on the couch and order pizza. She still had a pretty nasty looking bruise on her cheekbone, a long scratch on her collarbone (it had been a gash twenty four hours ago) and her right side was a lovely shade of green and yellow. She was kind of hoping that would heal a little more before Danny saw it so that maybe it could be over looked. She had on a sweatshirt of his that swallowed her but that was it and she'd braided her wet hair into pigtails. There were purple black smudges under her eyes from too little sleep and too many nightmares. Even her nap on the couch had been riddled with them. She was happy to be home and her cheeriness wasn't precisely forced as long as she didn't think about the battle and the things she'd done. It was as close to killing humans as she'd ever come, sans the whole Faith incident. Right now, she was curled on the couch, Mr. Gordo clutched to her chest, her knees sandwiching him there tightly. She had a blanket wrapped around her, Danny's pillow behind her and all in all, it looked like she was a little girl trying to hide or someone desperately trying to feel safe. There was a half finished bowl of Chicken and Stars soup on the chest (weapons) in front of the couch. They'd broken the coffee table before she'd left. Buffy had the television turned onto The Cosby Show and she was waiting for Danny to get home.

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"Hmm for a little while I wasn't there though. Mom and the way Dawn was behaving and everything just piled up and up and up and I had to go for a few months. She was with Willow, Tara, Xander and Spike and I knew they would take care of her," Buffy responded. "And when I did come back...I didn't want to be there and she knew it."

It was sorta like confessional with the vague.

Danny nodded slightly, thinking Buffy had left. It was the obvious deduction. "We all handle things differently, you know? It's okay. I bet your sister knows you love her."

"Oh I think she does," Buffy nodded. "She just doesn't like how I love her. 'You're not Mom!' is often yelled at me when we fight," she made a face and shrugged. "I'm just trying to do what I think Mom would want."

"See? Tryin' to do your best. S'all anyone can ask." Danny said, a corner of his lips lifting just slightly.

Buffy looked up at Danny and smirked a little. "Oh people can ask for a lot more but best is all they're gonna get." She took a deep breath and tilted her head at him. "So what did you do while I was gone? Besides miss me like crazy and see your Mom and Dad. You look tired. Did you sleep at all?"

"Nah, sleeping without you seems to be kinda difficult now." Danny commented, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "I was kinda boring... but goin' to see my dad was about all the excitement I needed off the clock."

Buffy ghosted the pad of her thumbs over the circles under Danny's eyes. "Well I'm home now so you can sleep," she told him quietly. She leaned in and kissed the bridge of his nose then grabbed the hem of his tee shirt and pulled it up and over his head, tossing it to the other end of the couch. She turned so that she was sitting on his lap facing him, put her arms around his shoulders and rested her head on his shoulder, her nose in the crook of his neck, her body flush up against his skin. "I got cold in Indiana and I forgot how warm you are."

He lifted his arms to help her get his tee off and then circled them around her torso once she settled in his lap. "So we gotta sleep all close to each other tonight... closer than normal if that's possible, yeah?"

"I'll just sleep literally on top of you," Buffy smiled against his skin. "Then I can feel you breathe and listen to your heart. You'll be like my own personal heater. If it works for you."

"You know I'm lovin' that..." Danny whispered, leaning into that smile that he could only feel.

"You're so easy," Buffy continued to smile. She pressed a kiss against his neck. "It's a good quality."

"With you... yeah, I am." Danny agreed. "Should we try to sleep?"

Buffy nodded and stood up, her hand trailing down Danny's arm to tangle her fingers with his. "Yeah, I'm exhausted."

Just Click Your Heels Together Three Times [RP for stillacrime]

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