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Rising To Blue] by
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wesleysgirlWesley/Xander.
Beautifully written, and very tender. A spin-off from
Let The World Spin which I have not read.
But Xander's not okay. Everyone he loves is dead, except maybe Dawn, and they might never find her. He turns, hiding his face against Wes' upper arm, clutching at him. He won't cry, because that would hurt too much, but he clings to Wesley, trembling.
He keeps his good eye closed. Wes' arms are around him, awkwardly, and he can hear Wesley murmuring things like, "Shh, I know. It's all right, Xander. I'm here."
Xander lifts his face to say something – he'll never know what – and they kind of crash into each other, his mouth into the side of Wesley's, like a kiss. It feels kind of good, kind of familiar, and Wes' lips taste like salt. Xander doesn't open his eye, just catches Wes' mouth again, deliberately this time, eager to have something else to concentrate on.