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Oct. 31st, 2002 07:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
moonlettuceI found this when I was looking through my fiction folder. It was originally meant to be part of a scene in the Buffy fic 'Private Emotion', but was taken out. Since I doubt if it'll ever get used anywhere else, I thought I'd share:
Oz walked into the kitchen, stopping in surprise when he saw Devon leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee, whistling. Oz frowned; the Dingoes lead singer *never* whistled, not unless... "Dev, tell me you didn't bring another groupie back here. You know what happened the last time one of them got our address." Oz shuddered involuntarily; that girl had made the woman in 'Fatal Attraction' look positively stable.
Devon looked at him, a wide grin splitting his face. "Oz, man, why didn't you tell me your girlfriend had such fucking *fantastic* friends?"
The redhead frowned. "What have Willow's friends got to do with..." Oz's words trailed off. "Dev, tell me you didn't sleep with Buffy." He knew Cordelia would never sleep with Devon, not after the humiliation of the break-up, when Devon had dumped her rather spectacularly in the Bronze; and besides, Oz reasoned, you couldn't really call Willow and Cordelia *friends*.
Devon frowned. "The blonde chick? What's she got to do with it?"
Oz closed the mouth he had just opened to yell at his friend. "Then who?" Silence met his question. Devon's attention was taken by something behind him; something Devon was smiling dreamily at. The scent hit his nose a second later; a heady mix of Devon, sex and... Oz's eyes widened in recognition. "Xander?!"
{g} I always liked the thought of Xander/Devon.
Oz walked into the kitchen, stopping in surprise when he saw Devon leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee, whistling. Oz frowned; the Dingoes lead singer *never* whistled, not unless... "Dev, tell me you didn't bring another groupie back here. You know what happened the last time one of them got our address." Oz shuddered involuntarily; that girl had made the woman in 'Fatal Attraction' look positively stable.
Devon looked at him, a wide grin splitting his face. "Oz, man, why didn't you tell me your girlfriend had such fucking *fantastic* friends?"
The redhead frowned. "What have Willow's friends got to do with..." Oz's words trailed off. "Dev, tell me you didn't sleep with Buffy." He knew Cordelia would never sleep with Devon, not after the humiliation of the break-up, when Devon had dumped her rather spectacularly in the Bronze; and besides, Oz reasoned, you couldn't really call Willow and Cordelia *friends*.
Devon frowned. "The blonde chick? What's she got to do with it?"
Oz closed the mouth he had just opened to yell at his friend. "Then who?" Silence met his question. Devon's attention was taken by something behind him; something Devon was smiling dreamily at. The scent hit his nose a second later; a heady mix of Devon, sex and... Oz's eyes widened in recognition. "Xander?!"
{g} I always liked the thought of Xander/Devon.
