Birthday story for Waddis
Xander was walking home in a dark mood.
Yeah, okay, walking home in Sunnydale at night, not the smartest thing in the world.
Doing so alone, and without Buffy around, especially smart.
Part of him was hoping for a vampire to decide to make a snack out of him.
He’d been the butt of a cruel joke. Buffy had used him to hurt Angel, and didn’t care that it would hurt him in the process.
He’d never do that to a girl.
If a girl ever liked him, he’d do everything he could to make her happy. Even if he didn’t like her back, he’d let her down gently, and not use her in an act of cruelty.
He’d never do that to a girl.
Never, ever.
He stopped in his tracks.
Oh, crap.
He had done that.
Not for the sake of cruelty.
But that’s what he’d done to Willow earlier that night. He’d led her on, because she was looking at him with those Willow eyes, and she was his Willow, and he’d almost kissed her because she’d licked her Willow lips with her Willow tongue, and gotten ice cream on her cute adorable Willow nose, and he’d leaned in and almost kissed her -
But then Buffy had shown up, and he’d dropped Willow like a hot potato.
He needed to apologize. But this wasn’t just any apology. This needed an epic apology. This needed an apology worthy of Willow.
He swung by the supermarket on the way to Willow’s house.
***
He tossed a rock at Willow’s window.
No answer.
Xander sighed, and climbed through Willow’s window.
He was very glad that his Willow lived on the ground floor, instead of the second story like Buffy.
No thinking about Buffy tonight. Tonight was for Willow.
Willow was asleep, looking all cute with her hair pulled back in a headband, and her nose crinkled up.
He shook her awake, and loved watching the recognition appear in her eyes as her brain came to fuzzy alertness. “Xander? What are you doing here?” He watched her as she put herself through her mental tests to see if she was dreaming, then sat up, convinced she was awake.
“Had to come over, Wills. Had something I needed to tell you. And it had to be tonight, because tonight was when I realized it.” Xander shifted around nervously, quite possibly the first time he’d ever been nervous with Willow. “Wills, I know you like me. As more than a Xander friend, I mean.” She blushed bright red, and opened her mouth to say something. “And I know that I’m slow and clueless, and that I don’t deserve you, because you’re the awesomest Willow there ever was.” He risked looking at her, and saw that she was just staring at him with wide eyes. “And I’m sorry for hurting you like I know you have. But you’re my Willow, and you’ll always be my Willow. And I love you, Wills. I don’t know if I love you like you love me.” Her face fell. “But I’m willing to find out, if you’re willing to let me.”
Willow meeped.
And then his Willow was kissing him.
Guess he had his answer.
He pulled away. “First, we gotta seal it, Wills.” He reached into the shopping bag and pulled out a Twinkie. “We have to swear on the holy Twinkie that we’ll always be best friends, no matter what happens.”
END
Yeah, okay, walking home in Sunnydale at night, not the smartest thing in the world.
Doing so alone, and without Buffy around, especially smart.
Part of him was hoping for a vampire to decide to make a snack out of him.
He’d been the butt of a cruel joke. Buffy had used him to hurt Angel, and didn’t care that it would hurt him in the process.
He’d never do that to a girl.
If a girl ever liked him, he’d do everything he could to make her happy. Even if he didn’t like her back, he’d let her down gently, and not use her in an act of cruelty.
He’d never do that to a girl.
Never, ever.
He stopped in his tracks.
Oh, crap.
He had done that.
Not for the sake of cruelty.
But that’s what he’d done to Willow earlier that night. He’d led her on, because she was looking at him with those Willow eyes, and she was his Willow, and he’d almost kissed her because she’d licked her Willow lips with her Willow tongue, and gotten ice cream on her cute adorable Willow nose, and he’d leaned in and almost kissed her -
But then Buffy had shown up, and he’d dropped Willow like a hot potato.
He needed to apologize. But this wasn’t just any apology. This needed an epic apology. This needed an apology worthy of Willow.
He swung by the supermarket on the way to Willow’s house.
***
He tossed a rock at Willow’s window.
No answer.
Xander sighed, and climbed through Willow’s window.
He was very glad that his Willow lived on the ground floor, instead of the second story like Buffy.
No thinking about Buffy tonight. Tonight was for Willow.
Willow was asleep, looking all cute with her hair pulled back in a headband, and her nose crinkled up.
He shook her awake, and loved watching the recognition appear in her eyes as her brain came to fuzzy alertness. “Xander? What are you doing here?” He watched her as she put herself through her mental tests to see if she was dreaming, then sat up, convinced she was awake.
“Had to come over, Wills. Had something I needed to tell you. And it had to be tonight, because tonight was when I realized it.” Xander shifted around nervously, quite possibly the first time he’d ever been nervous with Willow. “Wills, I know you like me. As more than a Xander friend, I mean.” She blushed bright red, and opened her mouth to say something. “And I know that I’m slow and clueless, and that I don’t deserve you, because you’re the awesomest Willow there ever was.” He risked looking at her, and saw that she was just staring at him with wide eyes. “And I’m sorry for hurting you like I know you have. But you’re my Willow, and you’ll always be my Willow. And I love you, Wills. I don’t know if I love you like you love me.” Her face fell. “But I’m willing to find out, if you’re willing to let me.”
Willow meeped.
And then his Willow was kissing him.
Guess he had his answer.
He pulled away. “First, we gotta seal it, Wills.” He reached into the shopping bag and pulled out a Twinkie. “We have to swear on the holy Twinkie that we’ll always be best friends, no matter what happens.”
END