This is a little fluff fanfic that I wrote. This takes place at the
begining of either Dead Man's Party or Faith, Hope, and Trick ..I'm sorry!
I haven't seen it in a while! Well, anyways, this is the "make-out scene"
and I'm trying to show that they are not merely making out! It's so much
deeper! The first two POV are just random people I made up...Two different
POV of W/O relationship (hinthint: the first one is right). If you haven't
seen this epissode go watch it! It's SUCH a cute scene! ^^
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Far From It - A Willow and Oz Moment by Sailor Chan
Oz and Willow sat in the back of the local hang-out joint known as The Bronze. Cummotion and noises filled the room. Movement and colors blinded watcher's eyes. The blasting music from the stage drowned out all thought.
But Willow and Oz seemed not to notice it at all. The had their own world and it seemed to consist of only the two of them. I sat across the crowded, air tight packed room, but I could still see them. They weren't even talking. He sat there with her face cupped in his hands, gently tracing her jawline with his finger. Oh woe is me, for I shall never have the emotional bond of love with someone that those two have.
I grummbled mutely and lowered my head back to my mushy romance novel, losing myself in the pages of words and thoughts.My blonde hair tumbled into my eyes and I blew them away in vain. I losed my balance on my stool as I got slightly dizzy.
'Woah Em. Watch yourself there.'
~~~
I grunted in disgust as I watched the lustfull couple in the far corner. They were all over eachother! It's distusing! I mean...Geez...WAY over public show of affection. Hey! Hey! Everyone who doesn't have a love life and watch us stick our tounges down eachothers throats!
Ugh. Gag me with a spoon. Seriously. Just make out in front of the whole world.
"Oh! It's my turn." The black haired girl leaned far over the pool table, letting the boys on the other side get a long look down her shirt.
"Good shot Jesse!" One of the boys managed between drools.
~~~ The couple in the booth, however, was doing something far from "making out". They were showing pure essence of there love for eachother. Willow sat with her legs splayed over Oz's lap and her hands laced around his neck.Still cupping her chin in one hand Oz traced his fingers along Willow's cheek. Delicatly, as if she would break, he moved his fingers over her lips, not daring to actually touch them.
Willow smiled and caught his hand with both of her and kissed it sweetly, closing her eyes. Oz felt his whole world explode in love for this one girl sitting in front of him. This beautiful blue-eyes red-haired angel, that for reason unbeknowest to him, and chosen to be with him.
"Will," he spoke softly, but Willow's dark lashes fluttered up from behind his hand. She loved his hand. She didn't know why but it was just something she loved about him.
"I love you." He stated simply but his voice was so rich with love and admiration, his eyes shinning in the dim light. Willow smiled, her eyes sparkling.
She planted a gentle kiss on his lips, another on the corner of his mouth, the area between his nose and lips. Oz gently pushed her back against the both they were sitting in and simply kissed her over and over. Not hot steamy kisses, oh no, he'd save those for later, but for now, where they were, how he was feeling, his love for her, he could only express that by delicate innocent kisses placed all over her beautiful lips. This was his world. She was his world. End.
~~~
Far From It - A Willow and Oz Moment by Sailor Chan
Oz and Willow sat in the back of the local hang-out joint known as The Bronze. Cummotion and noises filled the room. Movement and colors blinded watcher's eyes. The blasting music from the stage drowned out all thought.
But Willow and Oz seemed not to notice it at all. The had their own world and it seemed to consist of only the two of them. I sat across the crowded, air tight packed room, but I could still see them. They weren't even talking. He sat there with her face cupped in his hands, gently tracing her jawline with his finger. Oh woe is me, for I shall never have the emotional bond of love with someone that those two have.
I grummbled mutely and lowered my head back to my mushy romance novel, losing myself in the pages of words and thoughts.My blonde hair tumbled into my eyes and I blew them away in vain. I losed my balance on my stool as I got slightly dizzy.
'Woah Em. Watch yourself there.'
~~~
I grunted in disgust as I watched the lustfull couple in the far corner. They were all over eachother! It's distusing! I mean...Geez...WAY over public show of affection. Hey! Hey! Everyone who doesn't have a love life and watch us stick our tounges down eachothers throats!
Ugh. Gag me with a spoon. Seriously. Just make out in front of the whole world.
"Oh! It's my turn." The black haired girl leaned far over the pool table, letting the boys on the other side get a long look down her shirt.
"Good shot Jesse!" One of the boys managed between drools.
~~~ The couple in the booth, however, was doing something far from "making out". They were showing pure essence of there love for eachother. Willow sat with her legs splayed over Oz's lap and her hands laced around his neck.Still cupping her chin in one hand Oz traced his fingers along Willow's cheek. Delicatly, as if she would break, he moved his fingers over her lips, not daring to actually touch them.
Willow smiled and caught his hand with both of her and kissed it sweetly, closing her eyes. Oz felt his whole world explode in love for this one girl sitting in front of him. This beautiful blue-eyes red-haired angel, that for reason unbeknowest to him, and chosen to be with him.
"Will," he spoke softly, but Willow's dark lashes fluttered up from behind his hand. She loved his hand. She didn't know why but it was just something she loved about him.
"I love you." He stated simply but his voice was so rich with love and admiration, his eyes shinning in the dim light. Willow smiled, her eyes sparkling.
She planted a gentle kiss on his lips, another on the corner of his mouth, the area between his nose and lips. Oz gently pushed her back against the both they were sitting in and simply kissed her over and over. Not hot steamy kisses, oh no, he'd save those for later, but for now, where they were, how he was feeling, his love for her, he could only express that by delicate innocent kisses placed all over her beautiful lips. This was his world. She was his world. End.