Disclaimer: Do I own angel? No I don't, which is a shame...its a good idea. xsighsx
Author: Flaire Delacour with Faith
Title: To love and be loved
Spoilers: Hero and Parting gifts
Couples: Doyle/Cordy
Summary: This is my take on a Cordy and Doyle fic…It just had to be done, that and I've watched the first nine episodes of Angel too much. I needed to finally do a romantic Doyle and Cordy.
Cordelia sat in the office she was sharing with Doyle and could feel his eyes on her as she checked things on the Internet; this was the way it always was.
She researched, Angel fought and Doyle just dossed around all the time in between his visions, his eyes pinned on her face as if she was some goddess which was flattering but after the month the trio had been working together it was beginning to get old.
"Doyle can you just stop staring at me! Its putting me off." sighed Cordelia her eyes still pinned on the computer screen as she searched through the sites Google produced.
"I'm sorry princess, thought I was getting another vision for a sec there but I've already got quite a vision before me now." smiled Doyle watching as faint colour spread across Cordelia's perfect cheeks as his compliment, though in his opinion all of her was perfect.
From the way her gold highlighted brown hair was curled around her slender neck down to the designer shoes she'd saved up the past month's paycheck to buy.
"Is Angel up yet Doyle?" asked Cordelia and Doyle snapped out his thoughts of her to see she'd turned the swivel chair so she was sat in around to look at him.
"I don't think so Cordy. I can go check if you want me too." said Doyle sitting himself up right in his chair.
"That would be a big help thanks Doyle." smiled Cordelia, which sent Doyle's heart jumping into his chest.
"No problem princess." said Doyle as he got up and took the lift down to Angel's basement apartment.
The half demon looked around cautiously and heard music coming from the stereo along with the sound of someone humming from the bathroom.
Doyle took a seat on the couch and waited till Angel came out the shower, his bottom half covered in a black towel.
"Hey there Angel. You're up I see." smiled Doyle as Angel walked toward the fridge.
"Yeah, where's Cordy, I thought you were researching with her up in the office." said Angel drinking some soda which he barely tasted before throwing a soda to Doyle that the half demon caught gratefully,
Since he'd been made human Angel missed the taste of chocolate and the fizzing sensation you'd get from drinking a soda.
"She wanted me to see if you were up. I think I was distracting her from her work." grinned Doyle opening the soda.
"You are fairly distracting Doyle. Especially when you're still drunk from the night before, you smell like you haven't had a shower in two weeks and you know how Cordy feels about your fashion sense." said Angel going into his room to get dressed.
"Hey! I assure you I'm completely sober, I had a shower last night and my clothes aren't the issue here." objected Doyle humming along to the music, which had changed from the classical drivel; Angel had been listening to before to the all-famous Billy idol song Rebel yell. (A/n excuse this I can't help it if I'm addicted to Billy idol, I know it seems completely uncharacteristic for Angel but what you going to do? shrugs)
"Hey I never pictured you a Billy idol fan Angel." called Doyle from the kitchen to Angel.
"Where do you think Spike got his fashion sense from, Bono from U2? He's only the way he is now because he copied my idols of the time" said Angel as he pulled a black jumper over his head.
"It makes sense I suppose. Anyway I think I'll go make sure the curtains are drawn in the office before you come up." said Doyle as Eyes without a face began to play.
Doyle left his boss's apartment and went back to his and Cordy's office where the beautiful goddess like brunette was sat facing the computer again, her eyes moving across the screen as she read some information though she was chewing the top of a pencil.