shining off’a you || val and chris
@valerie-shine
As soon as he heard the door shut behind Spike, Chris began tugging earnestly against the chain securing him to the radiator. Some logical part of him knew it was pointless -- like Spike had said, even if he got loose there wasn’t anywhere he could go; the barrier wouldn’t exactly let him skip town -- but fear drowned out logic by a long shot. A quick scan of the bathroom showed him that anything he might have been able to use to pick the lock was gone, so brute force was really his only option. It was a damn shitty option, but Chris worked with what he had.
He wasn’t sure how long he’d been tugging and yanking against the chain when he heard the door open again, but he’d made no progress. Hearing footsteps approaching the bathroom door, he tensed. He didn’t stop pulling against the chain, and didn’t look up as the door opened. “Just let me go, man, seriously. I won’t do anything I fucking swear, I --” he turned to face the door, ready to break out his most convincing begging face, but stopped when he saw who was standing there. “Val, holy shit, you gotta help me.”