You Don't Bring Me Flowers (Spike/Xander)
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baudownTitle: You Don't Bring Me Flowers
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Not mine
Written for:open_on_sunday
Prompt: Romance
Word count: 100
Xander doesn't expect flowers, or love songs, or a blow job the instant he walks through the door. But after fighting demons all night, and pouring concrete all day, is it too much to expect that a certain someone hasn't smashed the remote? Eaten all the pad thai? Polished off what was left of the beer?
He stomps noisily into the bedroom, prepared to give that someone a piece of his mind.
The pillow's been covered with one of Xander's old shirts. Spike is sleeping, his face pressed against it.
The anger evaporates, fleeting as mist. Xander smiles, unexpectedly happy.
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Not mine
Written for:open_on_sunday
Prompt: Romance
Word count: 100
Xander doesn't expect flowers, or love songs, or a blow job the instant he walks through the door. But after fighting demons all night, and pouring concrete all day, is it too much to expect that a certain someone hasn't smashed the remote? Eaten all the pad thai? Polished off what was left of the beer?
He stomps noisily into the bedroom, prepared to give that someone a piece of his mind.
The pillow's been covered with one of Xander's old shirts. Spike is sleeping, his face pressed against it.
The anger evaporates, fleeting as mist. Xander smiles, unexpectedly happy.
