2 drabbles
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Be Brief In It
He stays by the fresh grave until darkness falls, until the other arrives.
"I used to hate her, you know. We had a club and everything." There's wonder in his voice at the years gone by. "Not the way I hate you, obviously, but... The shoe obsession, the way she opened her mouth without thinking first..."
Angel nods. "The always getting her way, the sarcasm..."
"God, I hated her." Xander adjusts his eyepatch.
"Did you ever tell her that?"
"Oh yeah. All the time."
Angel's voice wavers slightly. "I never did."
They could say more, but sometimes hate is easier.
UST
Late season 7, eeeever so slightly AU.
"Because, miss Holier-Than-Thou, you're gonna get everyone killed!"
"Look who's talking! Murdered anyone lately?"
"Get your hands off me, B."
"Or what?"
"Push me again and you'll find out."
"You mean... like this?"
"OK, that's it."
Downstairs, Rona listened in disbelief. "Our leaders hate each other. Great."
Willow grimaced. "Well, it's... complicated."
"Hey, they've stopped yelling, that's..." Vi blushed. The sound of bedsprings and occasional moans from upstairs was unmistakable. "...oh."
"So, it took them 4 years and 188 days. Pay up, Will." Xander held out his hand.
Willow grumbled. "Double or nothing they start fighting about who's on top."