Really my 2nd fic. Not all that good. Constructive criticism appreciated, flames will be laughed at.
Don't own Buffy or anything.
"We're here!" Xander called as he and his- he couldn't believe it- boyfriend entered the Summers house. They were met with a friendly call from the living room- it was Buffy.
Buffy. Xander loved her- well, thought he loved her- from the first time he saw her. But then he met Angel. At first he'd tried to hide it- called him names, acted majorly pissed and untrusting when he was around- but then he realized he just couldn't.
Now, in the room with everyone- Buffy, Willow, Oz, Angel- he felt good. They were gonna go slay some big bad, maybe with enough time to spare so Angel and he could have some alone time before dawn. "Alright, gang, let's go," said Buffy as they got up and moved toward the door.