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BtVS Quadruple Drabbles: Setting The Mood

Title: Setting The Mood
Fandom: BtVS
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Angel, Buffy.
Rating: PG
Written For: Challenge 11: Candlestick at sunnydalescribe.
Spoilers/Setting: Second half of Season Three.
Summary: Angel prepares to spend an evening in with Buffy.
Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Joss Whedon.
A/N: Quadruple Drabble.




Everything’s electric these days, there’s power to every home and business, enough to provide light and heat, and everything else people living in a civilised country expect. Refrigeration is useful for storing blood, and the microwave makes warming it to a more palatable temperature simplicity itself. Angel’s grateful for washing machines too; vampires don’t sweat but their clothes still get dirty and doing laundry by hand is a pain.


Before he’d regained his soul, Angel would have simply stolen whatever clothing caught his eye and discarded his bloodstained and mud-splattered garments, but his conscience will no longer permit that, and he can’t exactly get a job to pay for the things he needs.


On the whole, he likes the convenience of electricity, but he finds the illumination provided by electric lights harsh and unforgiving, making the pallor of his skin stand out. Candlelight is so much gentler, imparting a warm glow to everything it touches. More romantic too, although until Buffy came into his life, creating a romantic ambience in whatever place he called home really hadn’t been high on his list of priorities.


That was then and this is now. Lighting a taper at the fire, Angel sets the flame first to the candles in the matching pair of candlesticks at each end of the mantelpiece and then to the ones in the candelabra that stands on the massive antique sideboard. The flickering flames of the candles and the fire make the area around the fireplace an intimate, cosy haven and he wonders briefly if it’s too much. Intimacy between himself and Buffy is out of the question now, but she deserves what romance he can give her, even if it’s just mood lighting and a bit of warmth on a chilly evening.


They’ll sit together and talk, about Buffy’s day, her friends, her classes. Maybe they’ll train together; Angel is almost back to full strength now, and there’s still a lot he can teach the Slayer. Whatever advantages against demons and other vampires he can give her, he will, whether that be knowledge or fighting techniques. Anything that might help keep her alive in a world where so many monsters are out to kill her.


But most of all, he wants to give her someone she can talk to about anything, knowing she’ll be heard and not judged. He can do that much for her, if nothing else.



The End










Comments

Loved this insight into Angel. It's lovely.
Thank you!

I really loved Angel as a character, he was conflicted in so many ways, a good man haunted literally by his demon. He might have waster his life when he was alive, but once he got his soul back he tried to make up for it.
Awww, this is very sweet.
Thank you!

Poor Buffy and Angel, their doomed romance was so beautiful but so sad.
Yaaasss.

I first saw them together in the Angel episode, "I Will Remember You". Before that, I knew that BtVS existed and then wound up watching Angel instead - and that episode is the one that really cemented my love for both of those characters and how much they loved each other.
That episode always breaks my heart into tiny pieces. So does part 2 of Becoming, Buffy knowing Angel has his soul back but having to kill him anyway.
Oh, definitely. There's something between them that just fascinates me (and I'm not really into a lot of romance-type stories).
Me neither, I've never been a romance reader or viewer - give me SF or fantasy! There's just something epic about this kind of love across the ages, a man from Ireland in the 1700s, a girl from California in the 1990s... It was always going to be bittersweet at best.
Exactly! The tragic love. :D
I must really like getting my heart ripped out, lol!