{"id":3614,"date":"2015-07-04T19:53:50","date_gmt":"2015-07-04T18:53:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/?p=3614"},"modified":"2015-12-11T10:14:05","modified_gmt":"2015-12-11T10:14:05","slug":"to-be-cuddly-or-not-to-be-cuddly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goteamfiction.com\/index.php\/2015\/07\/04\/to-be-cuddly-or-not-to-be-cuddly\/","title":{"rendered":"To Be Cuddly Or Not To Be Cuddly."},"content":{"rendered":"

Title: To Be Cuddly Or Not To Be Cuddly<\/b>
\nAuthor:<\/b> Frazi<\/strong>
\nPosted:<\/b>
\nEmail<\/b><\/a>
\nRating:<\/b>PG
\nCategory:<\/b>Humour
\nContent:<\/b>A\/C
\nSummary:<\/b> Season one Angel and the case of the wet feet.
\nSpoilers:<\/b> Season 1, nothing specific.
\nDisclaimer:<\/b> The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
\nDistribution:<\/b>By all means just tell me where? GTC\/A, Stranger Things, AO is a given.
\nNotes:<\/b> I wrote this at one in the morning, but I couldn\u2019t put it down until it was finished. I was inspired by something I read a while ago and it kinda stuck
\nThanks\/Dedication:<\/b> This one is for Cali<\/strong> whom I promised C\/Aus smut but can\u2019t seem to find it on my horribly disorganized hard drive. This one\u2019s for you babe. Luvs!!!
\nFeedback:<\/b>Like breathing air<\/p>\n

\n

It was pissing down. Welcome to Sunny California indeed. What I wouldn\u2019t give to be in Honolulu on a beach chair with the sun shining down on my gorgeous bikini clad body.<\/p>\n

I mean hello, has anyone SEEN the lack of sun lately. Everything\u2019s been gray, wet and wrinkly the past week. God has opened the flood gates of hell and decided to wash us away for our sins. I wonder what grave sin I\u2019ve committed this week? Hmmm?<\/p>\n

Does spiking a vampire\u2019s blood count?<\/p>\n

I mean it was just cinnamon. And it tastes nasty enough on its own without the added bit of spice.<\/p>\n

Yes. I tasted it with the tip of my tongue and that was only because I\u2019ve seen the vampire inhale it without so much as a breath and it must reek considering its old blood and all which then prompted me into making a deal with the local blood bank, the guy was such a hottie, but the point is I did it for my big boss man because he needs a perk up now and then.<\/p>\n

Take that mother Teresa!<\/p>\n

Hmmm, my thoughts need more punctuation I know but it\u2019s hard to stop talking about all things Angel and find full stops. I mean the guy is such a vast ocean of discoveries.<\/p>\n

Pfft. I\u2019m going off the track, which isn\u2019t surprising considering I\u2019m standing on the side of the street staring up at our office building while the clouds are crying on the only branded jacket left in my wardrobe.<\/p>\n

Oh god, I need to sweet-talk my boss into giving me a raise one of these days. That way when I have nightmares and need to run to the shelter of his kindness I can wear something I\u2019m not afraid to drip in.<\/p>\n

Few cars were on the road and the rain fell in sheets as I took out my key, stepped into the building and made my way into the office. Standing on our welcome mat I shook myself, the icy water spraying a halo around me.<\/p>\n

With a shiver I rubbed my arms and took off my wet jacket, and plucked it onto the wooden chair before padding silently into the elevator and below.<\/p>\n

Although the office had one solitary bulb burning, the basement which housed our resident vampire was pitch-dark. And just my luck that the elevator door closed behind me and I stood there one foot raised in my attempt to move further and froze.<\/p>\n

There was a stirring across the room and it wasn\u2019t unexpected. There was little you could put past Angel\u2019s super vampire hearing. Or it could be the very loud \u2018owie\u2019 as I smacked into the back of his couch.<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEr\u2026hi?\u201d<\/p>\n

The bedside lamp switched on and the shirtless vampire blinked at me from his bed, twisted around as if he\u2019d been lying on his stomach. There was a frown on his face that implied he\u2019d seen the rained out beauty that was me.<\/p>\n

Hey even wet I\u2019m wow, okay? \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n

My smarty pants vampire. Always asking the obvious. What does it look like? I\u2019m sneaking into his room when I\u2019m all wet\u2026.okay that didn\u2019t sound right. I\u2019m just sneaking into his room and I just happen to be\u2026<\/p>\n

oh bother. I\u2019m tired and wet and in need of cuddling. Not that Angel\u2019s the cuddling type. But I know his cuddle will be very good. I mean have you SEEN him?<\/p>\n

He\u2019s cuddly because my cuddly radar is always on \u2018hug\u2019 mode. \u201cDoing?\u201d<\/p>\n

He sat up in the bed, the sheet falling in his lap and he raised an eyebrow. \u201cYou\u2019re dripping on my floor?\u201d<\/p>\n

Indeed. \u201cI had a bad dream?\u201d<\/p>\n

There was a pause while he blinked at me in bewilderment. What like he\u2019s slow or something? Bad dream equates to long walk to the nearest comfortable object, in this case the manpire in question. He took in the complete drippiness of my favorite blue jammies with those little white hearts and the fluffy slippers that were now droopy and distorted.<\/p>\n

Then they stuck on the object in my arms. Oh yeah. There is Snuffy.<\/p>\n

Snuffy is a left over memory of days when I actually had a childhood. And it\u2019s not like I\u2019m not a completely emancipated or grown woman, it\u2019s just that Snuffy is the cutest little white bunny with big floppy ears and I feel really bad throwing it away. So I keep him with me.<\/p>\n

When I sleep. So he\u2019s not lonely. So it won\u2019t hate me.<\/p>\n

I was still debating the existence of Snuffy when he let out a long sigh. \u201cCome in.\u201d<\/p>\n

With a sheepish smile and reassuring hug for Snuffy I stepped into his room. \u201cHi. Did I wake you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI try and keep human timings.\u201d He ran a hand through his bedraggled hair. He looked up at me as I hovered beside his bed like a higher being that I wasn\u2019t until he crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. \u201cCan I get in?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow did you get in? Did Doyle let you in?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh no. I thought he\u2019d be asleep.\u201d<\/p>\n

His mouth twisted in a bitter scowl. \u201cSo was I.\u201d<\/p>\n

I frowned at him. What was that supposed to mean? \u201cSo? Can I get in?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCordelia.\u201d He met my eyes as if he was explaining something to a two year old. \u201cYou\u2019re all wet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell duh! It\u2019s raining outside Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n

He opened his mouth, then changed his mind altogether and turned onto his back and vacated half the bed without a word. With a wide grin, I lifted the cover, and I\u2019d like to add that he was wearing pajama bottoms you sick perverted freaks,<\/p>\n

I slid into his bed and snuggled under the surprisingly warm covers. But his mattress is so hard. Not squishy and comfy like mine even though I got it on sale. So I twisted and turned and flopped onto my back. Then turned onto my stomach.<\/p>\n

\u201cOOF!!!\u201d Oh that was my knee in his back.<\/p>\n

\u201cOoops. Sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n

He grunted in reply and tried to give me more room. He\u2019s such a sweetheart I swear. Or maybe he was trying not to get kneed again. Hmph. Bed hogger. But the pillow was so lumpy.<\/p>\n

\u201cI have no idea how you sleep here. Angel, you really need to experience the bed that is mine. Seriously. You\u2019d never want to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

He turned his head and gave me an incredulous look over one bare shoulder as I lay there on my back staring up at his dull ceiling. \u201cYour bed?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s incredibly comfy.\u201d<\/p>\n

I guess he was slow tonight because it took him a moment to find his voice. \u201cWhy then are you not in it?\u201d<\/p>\n

I wrinkled my nose. \u201cWhat, are you slower today? I said it was a bad dream.\u201d Muttering various complaints I continued to twitch as I lay on my back.<\/p>\n

Angel let out a lamenting breath. \u201cDo you want to talk about your dream?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot much; no. Well. Good night.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNight.\u201d He rolled back and settled.<\/p>\n

I tried. Really. All four minutes I lay perfectly still and then I rolled, but then Snuffy slid off the bed and I had to lean over to pick him up and I didn\u2019t mean to stick my foot against his butt. It would have been embarrassing if it was deliberate.<\/p>\n

\u201cPoor snuffy.\u201d<\/p>\n

There was an unintelligable snort before I rubbed my feet together trying to find feeling in my toes. Hmmm. When my foot had encountered his butt there had been definite warmth there and I was human unlike him.<\/p>\n

Cold was natural for him. Me? I\u2019d die of hypothermia in the middle of summer. It would be unthinkable!<\/p>\n

\u201cAaaaaiiiii! Cordeeeeeelia!\u201d His head snapped back, brown eyes wide and I gave him my sweetest smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cMy feet are cold. Do you mind?\u201d<\/p>\n

I could have imagined it but I can swear I heard a no before he nodded his head and settled back down to sleep. Oh and I\u2019d like to state for statistical purposes that my feet love the very warm spot just above his knees.<\/p>\n

Awww. I was feeling a rush of affection for this manpire. He was so sweet. Really he was. Accommodating both my Snuffy and my feet because hello: I\u2019m so a given with him. \u201cI hate to sleep alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI love to sleep alone,\u201d he muttered dryly.<\/p>\n

I frowned at his back. \u201cAre you mad at me?\u201d<\/p>\n

There was a decidedly painful moan or it could have been a whimper but my vampire is too manly for a whimper so moan then. \u201cNo Cordelia, I\u2019m not mad at you. I\u2019ve battled some really nasty demons and it\u2019s nearly four in the morning. I\u2019d like to get some shut-eye.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHello! I know about the demons. Did I not do a super job at patching you up?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPatching that I did not need.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPffft! I could like see your kidneys. Super?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes Cordelia. Super.\u201d He sighed again. Really. Sighed. As if he even needs to; considering he doesn\u2019t even breathe. He\u2019s so accommodating really. Being all breathe-y so I wouldn\u2019t feel like such a human.<\/p>\n

Sweet guy. Really. \u201cCan we sleep now?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay!\u201d I smiled brightly. I mean for his sake I could try to sleep at least. Now that my feet were warm. \u201cNight Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGoodnight Cordelia.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSay good night to Snuffy.\u201d<\/p>\n

Did he just growl, I wonder? But then I heard the mutter. \u201cGood night Snuffy.\u201d<\/p>\n

And we both settled in for some sleep. And I didn\u2019t twist. But there was a problem. At the angle my legs were I was sure I\u2019d get a cramp unless I moved over a bit. So I scooted over until my icy nose pressed into the middle of his back and I snuggled against him.<\/p>\n

There was a sharp intake of breath and I frowned as he pulled away slightly. \u201cCordy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMmmm?\u201d I was drifting. How dare he call my name?<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re still wet.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMmmm.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCould you ah\u2026move?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNope.\u201d I slid my arm around his waist and snuggled closer pressed against the length of his big warm body. Warm considering I\u2019d walked in from the rain. It was a good ten minutes before the muscles relaxed under my touch and when they did I smiled against his skin and planted a thank you kiss right between his shoulder blades.<\/p>\n

\u201cI knew you\u2019d be cuddly.\u201d<\/p>\n

Did she say cuddly? Angel wanted to balk at her conclusion, but the room had fallen silent and sleep crept up to him like a thief and stole his demons.<\/p>\n

End<\/b><\/p>\n

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