Title: Wilfully Oblivious, 1/5
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Fandom: Buffy
Rating: PG for now
Words: 299
Feedback/Concrit: darkhavens @ slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Summary: "There are none so blind, as those who would not see..."
Notes: Written for
stagesoflove 2006, Round 2, 'Exploring the Relationship Through The Senses', challenge #1 - Sight.Also posted here.
They weren't particularly subtle about any of it; anyone who cared to stop and look could clearly see what was going on. Only Giles and Tara actually noticed.
It was just small things at first - knees knocking together beneath the table during research sessions, elbows clashing in a battle for the final jelly donut. Even the way they couldn't manage to keep quiet for five consecutive minutes shifted to reflect their new communion.
Sniping insults turned to teasing, flirting pokes and prods. Demeaning nicknames either disappeared or were transmuted.
It was… almost sweet, Giles admitted once to Tara as they cleared away another meeting's rubble. Sweet and somehow mildly disturbing to watch a boy - a boy who stated often just how much he hated vampires - grow, and yes, bloom, beneath William the Bloody's careful care and muted courting and protection.
Eventually, neither could resist the urge to touch in earnest. Fingers brushed and caught under cover of trading weapons; hips bumped together as they walked out on patrol.
A close call with a pack of Rogash demons nearly threw their secret under the Buffy-Willow high-powered spotlight.
Xander bounced twice before he rolled to a halt at the foot of the Walburn-Williams family crypt, and lay there gasping, and Spike lost it.
Dropping the demon leg he'd been using as a viciously spined cudgel, Spike dodged easily though the milling, battling throng and checked on Xander. Once assured that he was still breathing and unbroken, Spike dove back in and let his inner psycho out to play.
Ten minutes and a dozen demons later, Spike had Xander patted down, each bruise and scratch and ego dent precisely catalogued by gentle fingertips.
Giles and Tara kept their charges looking elsewhere while Spike and Xander shared their first kiss.
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