How's about some fic that I wrote for
cidercupcakes! Happy VD, bb! ♥
I Lost Two Cities, Lovely Ones, Buffy Summers/John Winchester
BTVS/SPN crossover, 7400 words, R (hard R? IDEK)
When he wakes up for the second time that night, he's sprawled across a narrow bed in a pretty fancy room. At least, he assumes it's fancy. All he can see is light coming in from a tall window and part of the ceiling, but it's more than twelve feet above him. He's no expert on architecture but he's been around enough to know you generally don't see that kind of thing in flophouses. He rolls his head to the side to check out the rest of the room and nearly vomits all over the pillow. He gingerly presses on the side of his head where the pain is worst and feels the mother of all goose eggs rising up.
"If you're going to barf, could you at least aim for the trashcan?"
(It feels like I have ping-pong balls in my throat.
Immune system DDDD:
Also, I like this icon so much it almost makes me want to start watching
Buffy. LOL DOIN IT RONG)