Eaten by Weasels (eatenbyweasels) wrote in ebw_buffyslash, @ 2008-03-22 18:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | 12, 500 words and under, wes/gunn |
Survivors. Wes/Gunn. 12
For slashthedrabble's Storm challenge
Survivors
You should see the man; graceless, stumbling, some-God-knows-how managing to dust that big vamp that’s movin’ to snap that skinny white arm like it’s a twig. Scarin’ the crap outta me as I wonder yet again how the Hell Wes survives every night. Rain-soaked, hair plastered, glasses half knocked-off, he stands, gaspin' for breath amongst the fallin' rivers that swallow and drag the dust down into the gutter. Lookin’ at me, hungry, promisin’ me a storm all of our own. Where he’ll get noises outta me that'll shout to this angry bitch of a sky, the sheer glory of bein' alive.