[For Xander]

[fangyandgrr]

Spike quite liked his cave. It was sort of like his crypt back home, all cold stone, and because of that it stayed cool most days. Course, on days like today that was less of a selling point, but it was out of the elements, and with a little preparation weathering the cold in it wasn't so terrible either, as he'd long ago discovered. So when the

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[scoobys_heart]

While Spike was all about the preparation, Xander had barely noticed the change. He'd spent all day in the compound finishing up some last minute projects for his classes, mainly things he'd left till the last minute but really with the building crew and the club and...who was he kidding, he would have left it till the last minute anyway

[fangyandgrr]

Spike sat up straight, eyes widening at the familiar voice. He set his coffee aside and sprang to his feet, heading for the opening of the cave. "Xander? What--bloody hell, get in here!" He rolled his eyes as the shivering form of Xander came into view, shrugging out of his duster and throwing it around the other's shoulders. "You got a deathwish, mate?"

[scoobys_heart]

"I was doing homework in the compound, was it that obvious?" Xander joked instinctively between shivers. He cherished the warmth given by the duster and Spike's nearness but he didn't think to hard about it. "I thought I could make it home from the compound, but I thought wrong apparently." He said by way of explanation, hoping it was enough for Spike. "You uh...don't mind if I crash here until it blow over, do you?" He tried very hard to sounds nonchalant but his nerves at the question were no doubt showing.

[fangyandgrr]

"No, I'm going to toss you out into a sodding blizzard," Spike muttered, putting an arm round Xander's shoulders and leading him deeper into the cave. "Come on, then. Sit by the fire and thaw out a bit." He reluctantly let his arm fall away so he could pour Xander a fresh cup of hot coffee.