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by Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
at October 17th, 2006 (09:57 pm)

current mood: loved

Continued from here.

While Rupert called the estate, Wesley looked back at the computer, and before he realized what he was doing, he was starting to log in to check his e-mail. Before he did, though, he stopped and sat back, shaking his head. No.

Instead, he shut down the computer once he had printed off the receipt for their flight and then looked over at Rupert, smiling when he hung up the phone and told him that it had been snowing in Bath. "Snow," he said in awe. "It's been so long since I've seen snow."

He let Rupert help him up from the couch and followed him into the bathroom. The numbness from the night before had started to wear off a bit, mainly because of his lover's presence. If he hadn't been, he might have hidden himself away.

In the bathroom, they started the shower and stepped in together. As the water cascaded down over them, Wesley smiled, rubbing his hands over Rupert's chest.

"Have I told you how glad I am that you're here?" he told him softly. "I love you so much, Rupert."


Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: December 25th, 2006 06:57 am (UTC)
Me - On the Phone

When Rupert said they could get married in four days, Wesley found himself grinning. "Yule will be perfect," he murmured, giving him a kiss. He couldn't think of anything better than getting bound to this man he loved so much on such an important day of the year.

"Fred would be perfect," he agreed, knowing that of everyone, he would want Fred there to witness their marriage. Fred was his closest friend and the person he trusted the most. "We should probably call her and let her know now so she can make arrangements."

Looking over at the clock, he relized that it would be about seven in the morning in Los Angeles. Fred would still be at home, which Wesley was actually glad for. He rathered not having to call Wolfram and Hart about this. Reaching over for the phone on the nightstand next to the bed, he dialed Fred's flat and waited for her to pick, hoping that he was right and she actually was home.

"Hello?" she finally answered, sounding a little groggy.

"Fred, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"Wesley! No! I was...well, yeah, had kind of a late night at the office, but I needed to be getting up anyway," she told him. "How are you? Enjoying your vacation?"

"Immensely," he responded, giving Rupert a smile. "Actually, we were hoping you could join us here by Yule in four days."

"You want me...? Not that I wouldn't love to take some time away from here and come over, but I thought that you two wanted some time to yourselves. God knows you deserve it."

"Well, we do, but we want you here because we've decided to get married, and a coven in Devon that Rupert's worked with is performing the binding ceremony--."

Fred practically squealed, cutting him off. "You're getting married! Oh, Wesley, that's great news! You want me there for the ceremony?"

"Yes. We need a witness from outside the coven, and both Rupert and I want that person to be you. You're my closest friend besides him, you know."

"I know," she said softly, and Wesley could just imagine her smiling. "I'll make arrangements to fly over and be there."

"Let us know, and we'll pick you up at the airport. Oh, and Fred...pack warm. It's been snowing."

Fred made some noises about having to go shopping before saying goodbye and hanging up. His smile widening, Wesley hung up the phone and turned to his fiance. "One witness-slash-friend on her way. Now, I believe you said something about going to London? Think we can still fit that in before Yule? Maybe we can pick up things for the ceremony too while we're there."

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: December 27th, 2006 03:08 am (UTC)
Giles - Happy big smile

While Wesley was on the phone with Fred, Giles slipped out of the bed and padded over to the window. When he looked out the curtains, he was surprised to see it was no longer snowing. In the distance, he noticed the county road was already being cleaned up. He was rather sure William said the snow was to last all day.

Giles went over to the dresser and picked up his mobile phone to ring William. After a brief conversation, Giles rung off and slipped into bed just as Wesley was finishing his own call. A smile lifted on his face when his lover told him Fred was coming. He had always liked Fred and liked spending time with her.

"Good and I have some good news myself," Giles said as he nuzzled against Wesley's neck. "The storm has bypassed us and the words to London are clear. If you're up to it, we could go to London now, and pick up the things we need. And if it gets too late, we can stay at my old flat. The lease is still not up on it yet."

He wrapped his arms around Wesley and pulled him closer. "Or we could just stay here. It's rather up to you, love," he murmured before softly kissing him.

Posted by: Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (gfs_wesleypryce)
Posted at: January 7th, 2007 01:04 am (UTC)
Me - Smirk

Wesley smiled when Rupert said that the storm had passed. As much as part of him wanted to just stay in bed with this man for the rest of his life, cuddling him and shagging him into the mattress and being shagged by him, he knew that there were some things that they needed to get if they were to get married.

Rings for one. He wanted to wear a ring to show that his life and heart belonged to Rupert.

"I..." he started to say before kissing him for several moments, his hand trailing up Rupert's side to wrap under his arm. When they broke apart, he rested his forehead to his. "Staying here would be lovely, but I think I should like to go to London. I'd like to find a set of wedding rings for us. And something to wear to the ceremony - not just something that I brought along with me. Plus, there's still the matter of that mystery shop you mentioned."

Pulling back, he took Rupert's hand to draw him to an upright position and kissed him again.

"And you know, the sooner we get all that done, the sooner we can cuddle up back in bed again," he reminded him, a smirk tugging up one side of his lips.

Posted by: Rupert Giles (g_watcher)
Posted at: January 16th, 2007 03:32 am (UTC)

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