Spangel Drabble
Jun. 29th, 2006 02:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Title: No Talking Thing
Fandom: Angel
Characters: Spike/Angel and a mystery narrator
Prompt: #83, Speechless for
slashthedrabble
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG (some innuendo. not much)
Summary: They’re doing that no talking thing again...
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I’m making no money off of this.
They’re doing that no talking thing again. I’m watching them from where I sit across the table during a meeting and every time I look up from my papers they’re sharing a glance or a barely hidden smirk. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t this observant. I can tell what’s going on between them, even if everyone else is too deaf, dumb and blind to notice. I have no problem with it, really, but I wish they’d at least say something instead of just sharing a look or a twitch of an eyebrow.
Finally I can’t take it anymore and make my excuses as I leave the room. Before I go, though, I glance back and they’re still doing it. This time, the no talking thing is about me. They look at each other, me, then each cock an eyebrow. I growl under my breath and leave, having to hear the silent laughter of vampires in my head.
Fandom: Angel
Characters: Spike/Angel and a mystery narrator
Prompt: #83, Speechless for
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Word Count: 200
Rating: PG (some innuendo. not much)
Summary: They’re doing that no talking thing again...
Disclaimer: I own nothing and I’m making no money off of this.
They’re doing that no talking thing again. I’m watching them from where I sit across the table during a meeting and every time I look up from my papers they’re sharing a glance or a barely hidden smirk. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t this observant. I can tell what’s going on between them, even if everyone else is too deaf, dumb and blind to notice. I have no problem with it, really, but I wish they’d at least say something instead of just sharing a look or a twitch of an eyebrow.
Finally I can’t take it anymore and make my excuses as I leave the room. Before I go, though, I glance back and they’re still doing it. This time, the no talking thing is about me. They look at each other, me, then each cock an eyebrow. I growl under my breath and leave, having to hear the silent laughter of vampires in my head.
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Date: 2006-06-29 07:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-29 07:45 pm (UTC)Your new story, The Janitor, is really amazing, by the way.