BtVS Triple Drabble: Far Apart
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badly_knittedTitle: Far Apart
Fandom: BtVS
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Buffy, Angel.
Rating: PG
Spoilers/Setting: Just before ‘Graduation Day’.
Summary: Buffy knows she and Angel need to part ways, but it still hurts.
Written For: Challenge 471: Amnesty 78 at
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fan_flashworks, using Challenge 463: Apart.Disclaimer: I don’t own BtVS, or the characters.
A/N: Triple drabble.
Angel was right, Buffy knew, it was better that they should be apart, a long way apart, so neither of them could give in to the temptation they both felt. Still, just because he was right didn’t make it hurt any less. She loved him so much, and she knew he loved her, but it was a love that couldn’t go anywhere.
Even if it hadn’t been for that stupid clause in the curse that had restored Angel’s soul, Buffy was eighteen now, not a naïve adolescent, and she couldn’t fool herself any longer. A relationship between a Slayer and a vampire with a soul could never work long-term, no matter how much they both might wish it could. She would grow older, assuming she survived beyond her early twenties, which was by no means guaranteed, and he’d remain the same. If she somehow managed to cheat death for long enough, eventually she’d look older than him.
So, Angel would have to leave, and perhaps with enough time and distance between them, they’d come to accept the bitter truth and be able to move on with their lives. She would miss having him to turn to, to talk to, about all the things she couldn’t bring herself to discuss with her friends, or Giles, and definitely not her mom. All her doubts, fears, and insecurities, the kinds of things a Slayer probably shouldn’t dwell on, let alone admit to feeling. She’d miss his company on patrol, knowing there was someone covering her back who was as strong and capable as she was in a fight.
Sunnydale was going to feel cold and empty without him, even knowing he was only an hour or so down the coast in L.A. wouldn’t be much consolation. But it had to be this way.
The End
Even if it hadn’t been for that stupid clause in the curse that had restored Angel’s soul, Buffy was eighteen now, not a naïve adolescent, and she couldn’t fool herself any longer. A relationship between a Slayer and a vampire with a soul could never work long-term, no matter how much they both might wish it could. She would grow older, assuming she survived beyond her early twenties, which was by no means guaranteed, and he’d remain the same. If she somehow managed to cheat death for long enough, eventually she’d look older than him.
So, Angel would have to leave, and perhaps with enough time and distance between them, they’d come to accept the bitter truth and be able to move on with their lives. She would miss having him to turn to, to talk to, about all the things she couldn’t bring herself to discuss with her friends, or Giles, and definitely not her mom. All her doubts, fears, and insecurities, the kinds of things a Slayer probably shouldn’t dwell on, let alone admit to feeling. She’d miss his company on patrol, knowing there was someone covering her back who was as strong and capable as she was in a fight.
Sunnydale was going to feel cold and empty without him, even knowing he was only an hour or so down the coast in L.A. wouldn’t be much consolation. But it had to be this way.
The End
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Date: 2025-04-16 10:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2025-04-16 10:38 pm (UTC)Thank you.