@slayem ; ʙᴜꜰꜰʏ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀꜱ & ᴀɴɢᴇʟ.
𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝚈 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃. mainly because he is in pain and he trust her to take him there without a hitch. and she does. there is an open wound, all too near his heart and angel had really thought that it was the very end for him then. more so, he hadn’t really struggled much when it happened. a death wish, perhaps, to atone for all of his sins after centuries on this earth. but she saved the day. as she always does. “buffy. . .I’m fine.” he mumbles through the pain as he finally rest by the table and breathes out. he would heal faster if he fed but. . .they both knows what happened last time. the punctures by her neck a reminder. his hand lingers above hers for a painful second before he looks her way. “I just need some rest.”















