everyonelives | Let the moment go… Don't forget it for a moment, though

( Buffy's dress sits over the chair in the corner, ready to be steamed in the morning.

Unlike most everyone else, Buffy crashed shortly after Katherine and Damian confirmed the hunter was spelled in the basement. While she has lived on less sleep, she is older and there are times she feels the underlying exhaustion. She may be dating a vampire, but she can also get her beauty rest.

Buffy sleeps soundly, doesn't even stir when Stefan wakes. She curls into him when she feels his lips on her shoulder. She rolls over completely. Nothing can keep that smile off of her face. )

Morning. Derek? Stiles?

( Romantic, right? But, she needs her updates. Did they rescue Derek. Is Stiles dead? Did he transition? It's only been a few hours, but Mystic Falls moves faster than Scotland. Research takes longer. Tactical plans are made. Here in the blink of an eye, four things could happen all at once.

And did. )

Derek's okay. We got him out and took out the warehouse.

[And the people. But he figures that much is obvious.]

Don't know about Stiles. Last I heard, I think they were still waiting for him to wake up.

[He drapes his arm around her waist and snuggles closer.]

I should probably check my phone.

[He makes no move to check his phone.]

( One hand rests under the pillow, but already she's feeling more relaxed just having Stefan there beside her. )

Maybe leave it. If there's an emergency, they'll triple text. Or, even call.

( Don't call. She kisses his shoulder this time and then his lips and doesn't move further away. Who would? )

Caroline did say the graduation is now at the Lockwood Estate. Arrivals at 1, the ceremony starts at 2. And then she sent in all caps, BE PROMPT.

Yes. Apparently I have to give a speech. It's my turn. And by my turn, she means that I'm actually in town and Damon said "Not it."

[Not that he minds picking up the slack.]

But we have plenty of time. Damon hasn't started yelling at the people using his kitchen yet.

Damon lost the chance to say 'Not it'. I'm not surprised he jumped at the chance.

( That, and, she'd much rather hear what Stefan has to say to the graduates making their way into the world, some of them vampires like Stefan. But, younger, and impressionable. It's been a long time since she's viewed the majority of vampires as enemies, and that included Angel some of the time.

But, like her friends, and Elena, Buffy has come a long way. And she's fallen in love again. With a vampire. )

Only a house of vampires would be up before - ( She glances over to the bedside clock. She groans, nasally, burying her head in her pillow. ) Nine? Really?

( Smiling, she turns back. )

You know, a lot of guys think the early wake up is cute and romantic. Let me guess, you have other responsibilities besides the big, cute, Vitamin C speech.

[He shakes his head.]

Honestly, if we did not have somewhere to be, I would happily go back to sleep for a few more hours.

[He's a big lazy sleeper, she knows this about him.]

But the longer we wait, the chance for hot water diminishes.

[Normally, there wouldn't be such a strain but ... there are so many people in the house right now.]

Right. Maybe... we take advantage of that, now? Since we're both awake. And one of us doesn't smell like ocean mist.

( She was expecting him to smell of flame and death had he returned and collapsed. But, she did not shower that night. So, she probably still smells like the day before. )

[He chuckles, but doesn't really make a move to stop snuggling her.]

I mean, if you really want to, go for it. I'm pretty comfortable right here.

You're sending mixed signals, hot water man. But, I am nice and toasty.

( Move? What's moving? There is no God, only snuggly Zuul. )

[He laughs.]

I'm just making sure you're aware of your options and the consequences.

The consequence being, my boyfriend, alone in this bed and me alone, naked using up what's left of the hot water?

( For clarification? )

Yes. Or alternatively, you staying here and enjoying my excellent company, but possibly being regulated to a cold shower later.

[Actions. Consequences. All that jazz.]

I have had worse than a cold shower before. And, I'm guessing thanks to a late night coffee, you're pretty warm to the touch right now. Fine. My feet are firmly planted. I'm a bed Buffy for a little longer.

( How much longer, that is up to you, Mr. Salvatore. )

Good.

[He shifts to press a kiss to her forehead.]

Because I like having you here.

I like being you here. Thank you, for inviting me. For, showing me your bloody, violent, small town world. It almost makes me miss Sunnydale.

[He smirks a bit.]

Hopefully not so much that you will be sad to leave it when all this is over.

You are going to be with me, right?

( She knows the answer. At least, she hopes she knows the answer! )

Absolutely. This has been more than enough Mystic Falls for one weekend.

[Though he will miss his brother, he's being reminded of all the reasons he left.]

You don't miss it, though? You could be one of those continental fliers. What's the international equivalent of bicoastal? Atlantic-oastal?

( Is there a proper term? She snuggles close again as she debates semantics. )

[He shakes his head, running his fingers along her arm gently.]

Nah. I miss my brother, and my friends here, but the place itself? Not really.

[He settled his unfinished business with Mystic Falls a long time ago.]

Over the years, I've only really felt like coming home when I didn't feel like I had anywhere else to go. Right now, I happen to be quite happy where I am.

Figuratively and physically. For, romantic clarification.

( Humor a girl, won't you? )

[He chuckles, his head dipping down to kiss her.]

Yes. Good on both counts.

Let the moment go… Don't forget it for a moment, though

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