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Faith Ficathon!
Boyfriend Issues
Written for bashipforever , who asked for Post Chosen story with liquor, Buffy, Willow and Faith. Also Buffy to plan future with Angel.
(I could not think of a title, so this is what we got stuck with. Sorry.) Hope you like it!
Faith woke up to hear two voices coming from downstairs. She groggily turned her head to the clock beside her bed. 3:32. She groaned and pushed herself up. No way she was falling back asleep now. Besides, this old English mattress she had been sleeping? Not that comfy. Whoever’s idea it was to stay in an old friend of Giles’ until they sorted out where they were going to go, she was gonna kill them. This house was way too crowded, even most of the new slayers were off in different places. Readjusting the boxers she slept in, Faith made her way down the stairs to see Willow and Buffy sitting at the kitchen table.
Faith smirked when she noticed the beer in each of their hands. "Look, it’s a party." she helped herself to a beer from the fridge, an plopped down on the chair beside Buffy. "So, I’m guessing you can’t fall asleep?"
"Buffy was just telling me about Angel." Willow smiled, leaning in intently. "Go on." Faith opened her mouth, and Willow signaled for her to be quiet.
"Well he kissed me and it was..." Buffy smiled and looked down, indicating either the kiss was so good she couldn’t find words to explain it, or that she didn’t want to reflect on the subject. Or maybe Faith was supposed to understand what Buffy was talking about, she really wasn’t too sure. Willow seemed to be getting this though, she was smiling and nodding. Maybe Faith had just missed something? Or was this one of those ‘needed-to-have-a-proper-childhood’ things?
"So it was nice, huh B?" Faith guessed; punching Buffy in the arm.
"It was better than nice, it was...." Buffy let out another happy sigh. "Perfect. It just reminded me of all the great times we used to have. It was perfect." she echoed again.
"So, is that about when you told him to leave town?" Willow teased.
Buffy rolled her eyes. "Okay, I get it, I’m an moron." She tilted her beer and took a long swig before removing it and making a face. "I just, couldn’t have him there. I told you that he started a second front, didn’t I?"
"More than once." Willow smiled, sipping her drink cautiously.
Faith grinned at her. "Listen, you’re obviously still hung up on the boy. If you want my opinion -"
"I don’t." Buffy interjected.
"If you want my opinion," Faith repeated, grinding her teeth. Just because Faith was no Dr. Laura didn’t mean she hadn’t learned a few things about men. "If it weren’t for Angel’s pesky little curse, you too would be off boinking like bunnies right now."
Buffy looked to Willow for support, and her friend only hid her face behind her beer bottle as she took another gulp. "This may shock you Faith, but ‘boinking’ is not the only thing Angel and I have together. Our relationship is deep, and meaningful and...." she downed the rest of her alcohol. "I need more beer."
"So if you don’t need the sex, why aren’t you with him?" Faith pulled another beer from pack and slid it across the table.
Buffy stuck out her lower lip in a pout. "Because I’m cookie dough. Listen, I’ve think we’ve had more than our share of Buffy interrogation. What about you two, what are you doing with your lives?"
"I don’t know. It’s exciting, we were always...tied down to Sunnydale, now there’s just so many places we can go. Kennedy and I were thinking of going somewhere exotic to do the slayer scoping." Willow spoke up.
Faith noticed they were both staring at her and she shrugged it off. "I might hang with Robyn for awhile."
"Awhile? What’s wrong with him?" Willow inquired. "I mean, it seems like you guys were really hitting it off."
Once again Faith shrugged, and sipped her beer. "Well yeah he’s a nice ride but I don’t plan on settling down anytime soon. Unlike some people, I don’t plan on spending the better part of my youth moping over one guy."
"Aha! See! I’m not the only one here with boyfriend issues!" Buffy pointed out.
Faith had nothing to reply to that, so she just smirked at her. "Whatever B. My point is, we’re still young girlfriend. I mean, now that there’s all those little slayers running about, that equals greater life expectancy for us, right?"
Buffy crinkled her nose. "Never really thought about that. Anyways, I’ve died twice, I’m not really afraid of it anymore." she turned to smile at Willow, but she was already fast asleep on the table. Buffy chuckled, then groaned. "I guess I have to help her to her room, huh?"
Faith put on of Willow’s arms around her neck, and Buffy did the same. "Hey, B?"
"Yeah?" Buffy grunted, struggling under the weight of her friend and the inevitable dizziness from the alcohol.
"Listen, about what I said? I mean, about you and Angel? I didn’t....I mean, you two are actually pretty much." she sighed and tried to start again. "Listen, I was just shooting my mouth of down there. Don’t listen to that - you and Angel, it’s all messed up in some poetic way. But you guys go together."
Buffy smiled at her, unsure if these words were actually coming out of Faith’s mouth. "Thanks Faith. And maybe, yeah, down the road I can see us together." she looked over at Faith. "Not for a while though. You know, you actually can have some decent advice."
Faith grinned and shrugged off the compliment. "Well, I try. Night B."