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Oct. 23rd, 2005 03:28 pm"Trust" drabble for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
open_on_sunday. Angel and Cordelia, AtS after the end of Season 2. Rated G.
Angel bounced nervously. “Cordy, I don’t know if this was such a good idea.”
“This was your idea. After Pylea you said something had to be done about it.”
“I know. Maybe I should sleep on it some more—“ he started to get up but Cordelia pushed him back into the chair.
“I think that’s part of the problem. Now sit still! You can trust me.”
“I—I do.” Angel said unconvincingly. Without a reflection he’d have to trust her skills. She couldn’t make his hair look any worse--could she?
Angel whimpered anxiously as Cordelia went to work.
open_on_sunday. Angel and Cordelia, AtS after the end of Season 2. Rated G.Angel bounced nervously. “Cordy, I don’t know if this was such a good idea.”
“This was your idea. After Pylea you said something had to be done about it.”
“I know. Maybe I should sleep on it some more—“ he started to get up but Cordelia pushed him back into the chair.
“I think that’s part of the problem. Now sit still! You can trust me.”
“I—I do.” Angel said unconvincingly. Without a reflection he’d have to trust her skills. She couldn’t make his hair look any worse--could she?
Angel whimpered anxiously as Cordelia went to work.
