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thedemonmagnet) wrote2008-05-31 09:54 pm
thedemonmagnet) wrote2008-05-31 09:54 pm
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To say Xander was nervous was an understatement.
He kept pacing the small clearing where he'd asked Spike to meet him. It had taken him a while to talk himself to even bid on Spike at the auction, but he knew that he'd never get the opportunity, or work up the nerve, to ask the ex-vampire this otherwise. It was kind of embarrassing in a way, that Spike was the only person he felt comfortable asking this of, but that's how it was.
Still, he was afraid Spike wouldn't want to do it and just laugh in his face. It was...kind of pathetic really, but then what else was new for him right? Just add it to the ever growing list. The worst Spike could do was laugh after all. Or tell Buffy. Oh yeah, telling Buffy was worse.
He was getting himself so worked up that he almost chickened out a couple times, but at the moment, he was just pacing and hoping Spike would just hurry up already.
He kept pacing the small clearing where he'd asked Spike to meet him. It had taken him a while to talk himself to even bid on Spike at the auction, but he knew that he'd never get the opportunity, or work up the nerve, to ask the ex-vampire this otherwise. It was kind of embarrassing in a way, that Spike was the only person he felt comfortable asking this of, but that's how it was.
Still, he was afraid Spike wouldn't want to do it and just laugh in his face. It was...kind of pathetic really, but then what else was new for him right? Just add it to the ever growing list. The worst Spike could do was laugh after all. Or tell Buffy. Oh yeah, telling Buffy was worse.
He was getting himself so worked up that he almost chickened out a couple times, but at the moment, he was just pacing and hoping Spike would just hurry up already.
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And then he spun on his heel and lunged at Xander, tackling him around the waist and slamming him to the ground. "First lesson: Always be ready for an attack," he drawled as he pulled back, smirking down at him.
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If he could remember it when he caught his breath. Which wasn't looking like it was going to happen. "....ow!" Was what he finally managed to blurt out as he sat up, rubbing his back and wondering if taking off his shirt had been the best idea. "Noted." His voice was slightly strangled as he glared weakly at Spike.
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