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Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #45 of "Secret Marriage."
Keeping Secrets
by Zzilly14
Two long-time friends were sitting on a couch in a small room; the young man bearing an eye patch was twiddling his thumbs, while his female friend kept glancing at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Xander," the redhead muttered under her breath. "Do not tell a soul. Not Buffy, not Giles. No one."
"My lips are sealed, Will. Promise." He pretended to zip up his lips and throw out the key.
"Good. I mean, I know they're our friends. But this is one secret I want to keep secret. At least for now. Okay?"
Xander made noise but didn't open his mouth.
"You're so goofy, Xand," she smiled softly as she poked him in the shoulder.
He finally began to talk again. "I know. Goofy is my middle name."
"You wish!"
"Hey," he pointed his finger, "it was when I was three. Goofy was my idol back in the day. Where do you think I got my humor from, my parents?"
"No telling our parents either!" she shouted.
"I get it, Will. It's a secret. No one will find out until you give the okay."
The door in the room suddenly opened to reveal an older man wearing a pastoral robe. "Next," he smiled.
"Are you ready?" Xander asked as he took Willow's arm in his.
"I've been ready my whole life," she beamed.
The couple followed the pastor into the sanctuary. Vows were exchanged, and ten minutes later the best friends were now Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Harris.
Written for Multifandom1000 LJ community's challenge #45 of "Secret Marriage."
by Zzilly14
Two long-time friends were sitting on a couch in a small room; the young man bearing an eye patch was twiddling his thumbs, while his female friend kept glancing at the clock hanging on the wall.
"Xander," the redhead muttered under her breath. "Do not tell a soul. Not Buffy, not Giles. No one."
"My lips are sealed, Will. Promise." He pretended to zip up his lips and throw out the key.
"Good. I mean, I know they're our friends. But this is one secret I want to keep secret. At least for now. Okay?"
Xander made noise but didn't open his mouth.
"You're so goofy, Xand," she smiled softly as she poked him in the shoulder.
He finally began to talk again. "I know. Goofy is my middle name."
"You wish!"
"Hey," he pointed his finger, "it was when I was three. Goofy was my idol back in the day. Where do you think I got my humor from, my parents?"
"No telling our parents either!" she shouted.
"I get it, Will. It's a secret. No one will find out until you give the okay."
The door in the room suddenly opened to reveal an older man wearing a pastoral robe. "Next," he smiled.
"Are you ready?" Xander asked as he took Willow's arm in his.
"I've been ready my whole life," she beamed.
The couple followed the pastor into the sanctuary. Vows were exchanged, and ten minutes later the best friends were now Mr. and Mrs. Alexander Harris.