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Spencer glanced down at Anya and frowned. "Hey… It's okay…"
Spies One-On-One (Closed)
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“I know,” Anya murmured, opening her eyes and looking up at Spencer. “I know.”
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Spencer put his hand on her cheek, rubbing gentle circles with his thumb. "I thought you died. And I know you thought that I did, too. But we're here, and we're safe."
Anya nodded. “Yeah. Yeah, we’re safe.” But she couldn’t shake the feeling that this illusion of safety would shatter, and that she and Spencer would be impaled by the shards.
//look at me, being all confusingly metaphoric :P
I’m becoming my English teacher…
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(It's not confusing, it's actually cool and really well written!)
Spencer took her face in both of his hands and leaned their foreheads together with a sigh.
"We are never going to use that thing again. Never," he said softly.
//yay! Thanks!
Anya exhaled softly, pressing her forehead against his. “Deal.”
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(>.<)
Spencer stayed like that for a moment, his forehead pressed against hers as he rubbed soft circles on her cheeks.
"Do you want to finish our movie? Or should we move on to something else?" he murmured after a bit.
“No, we should finish it,” Anya said softly. She cleared her throat. “We may, uh, ewant to rewind… I think we missed about twenty minutes.”
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"All right. If you want to, we'll do that," Spencer said softly, pulling away to grab the remote and rewind the movie.
//wow I just noticed a spelling error in my last one :/
Anya pulled a pillow into her lap and, once Spencer had repositioned himself, lay her head on his chest, over his heart.
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(Lol. Yup.)
Spencer smiled a bit and wrapped his arms around her once more. He pressed a gentle kiss to her head.
"I love you," he murmured, his voice barely at a whisper.
Anya circled the words through her head. A blush rose to her cheeks, and she smiled softly to herself, because that is a thing. “I love you, too.”
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Spencer grinned and tightened his grip on her, almost protectively.
"Let me know if you need anything, okay?" he murmured.
“Okay,” Anya whispered. “I will.”
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Spencer sighed and pressed another kiss to her head before turning his attention back to the movie.
(Skip?)
//yep
I could try to start
but I’m terrible at starting….
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(Honestly, you always say that, but then you do a great job.)
//I try :)
I’ll start, then
My apologies in advance :P
When the movie ended, Anya had no desire to move. She was already half-asleep, so she decided to use Spencer as a pillow, and the actual pillows as a blanket. Anya drifted off to sleep in minutes.
//sorry idk what to say
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(Dude… Like I said, you did a great job.)
Spencer shifted in his spot on the couch, getting into a more comfortable position. He gently ran a hand through Anya's hair before kissing her cheek. Not long after, he, too, drifted off to sleep.
//okey dokey :D
Well…. now we have to time skip again…. huh.
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(Lol. I'll start.)
Spencer woke up about an hour later, still wrapped around Anya. He smiled and gazed down at her softly.
//:P
Anya was back in the Framework. There was Guilvera, and the gun, and… and Spencer… he was dead…. it was her fault… I could’ve stopped it… saved him…
And then she wasn’t.
Anya awoke with a start. It took her a moment to comprehend her surroundings. She exhaled quietly, tilting her head back to look at Spencer. He’s okay. Remember. He’s okay.
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"Hey… You okay?" Spencer asked gently, his eyebrows furrowing.
//DONT LEAVE ME AUTUMN QAQ
Anya nodded. “Yeah, yeah, fine.” She shook her head. “Fine. Yeah. Good.” Without really thinking about it, she placed her hand on his chest, right where the wound should’ve been. “Fine.”
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(I don't wanna!)
Spencer frowned a bit.
"Are you sure?" he asked softly, placing a hand on her cheek.
//;-;
“Yeah,” Anya nodded again, not meeting his eyes. “Just… dreams…”
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"Do you want to talk about it?" Spencer asked gently, his thumb rubbing circles on her cheek.
Anya shook her head. “No, not really.” She leaned her head back onto his chest. “Just… stay here, okay?” she said softly.
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"Of course," Spencer promised softly, his grip around her tightening as he gently ran his other hand through her hair.
//I’m just gonna say this and of its bad I’ll change it
They stayed like that for a while, Anya fighting to keep her eyes open so that she wouldn’t have to return to the land of her nightmares. But, after an hour (because time), she couldn’t stay awake any longer, and again fell asleep. (Because grammar)