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Title: Revelations
Author: Califi
Posted:
Rating: C/A UST
Category: Sorta humor.
Content:
Summary: You learn something new everyday
Spoilers: Late S2
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon & David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit is made.
Distribution:
Notes: Betad by the cute and gorgeous Hely :lick:
Thanks/Dedication:A drabble for Scorchy
Feedback:would be nice
"Dork!"
Angel's mouth quirked at the 'endearment Cordy called him for at least the tenth time today.
He had to admit to enjoying the warm affection in her voice each time she uttered the word, and cheerfully ignored the silent shaking of his new boss' head or the snigger from Gunn. Cordy was finally letting him back in, and all was good in his world right now.
"Ahh, Mister Bennet! How good to see you again; is everything back to, um…normal now?" Wes smiled as he walked over to shake the hand of the young man that had just entered the lobby.
Cordy instantly rose from her chair and threw down the magazine she was reading. Angel Investigations had cleaned out the man's warehouse of Retlux demons; harmless but they stank to high heaven and nested in groups of fifteen and sometimes more.
The cleanup job hadn't taken long, as the demons wanted no trouble…but Mister Bennet being here at the hotel meant only one thing.
Payment.
The smile grew on Cordy's face as she trotted over to the young man, reaching out a slim hand to greet him cheerfully. Angel growled under his breath and made his way closer, hovering in the background as the interloper chatted on an on, throwing his Seer lustful glances.
Bastards' gonna be missing an arm if he doesn't take his slimy hand off her elbow. Angel thought as he slid next to Cordy and glared silently at the man, who gulped and dropped his hand quickly.
Wes hid a grin, but Cordy was oblivious to the vampire's possessive reaction- until his arm slid around her back and pulled her a little closer.
"Angel! Personal bubble here," she pointed to the tiny gap between them and looked up at him. "And you are squishing it." His arm dropped reluctantly, but he refused to move away, hovering right behind her.
Cordy continued talking to the client and stepped back, her deadly kitten heel sinking into the soft leather of Angel's boot. "Ouch!" He stumbled back a step drawing everyone's attention.
"What were you doing standing so close?" Cordy looked over her shoulder and rolled her eyes before turning back. "Dork."
Mister Bennet instantly snorted and let out a rather feminine giggle. "Penis!" he sniggered, throwing a look at the vampire and smirking with ill-disguised humor. Only the smirk soon melted into fear when the tall, muscled frame of the man in question was suddenly way to close, as in looming over him with a thunderous face only inches away from his.
"What did you call me?" Angel almost snarled in the guy's face, towering over the slightly smaller man who now looked like he was about to pee his expensive pants.
"I-I-I- I didn't; She did!" he gulped and pointed towards the suddenly quiet Seer.
"No, she didn't." Angel shook his dark head and moved in a little closer. The man was, by now, shaking in his shoes. "Cordy called me a dork" he added firmly.
"Ye-yes, I know;" the man nodded his head frantically, his eyes darting to the strangely silent English guy and glaring at the woman who now had her hand over her mouth suspiciously. "D-D-Dork me-means p-p-p-p-penis" he spluttered, taking a step back and almost tripping up the steps leading out of the building.
Uh oh… Angel's head turned slowly and sought out the brunette who had slid a few feet away, stifled snikkers escaping from behind her hand. Hazel eyes glittered with humor and a hint of apology- plus a healthy dose of trapped rabbit under the hard stare of her friend.
Fuming, Angel recalled all the times the little minx had called him that pet name in public…and something else occurred to him too. Instantly his head shot round and dark, dark eyes pinned a discomforted Wesley to the spot. Evidence in sight, a low growl left Angel's taut lips. Moving away, he finally looked back at the quailing pile of flesh and blood that stared at him like prey does to a rattlesnake waiting to strike.
Angel snatched the check out of the man's trembling hand and turned away abruptly, silently dismissing him. Taking a breath of relief, Mr Bennet turned tail and practically ran out of the building, thanking every God that he wasn't that cute brunette right at this moment.
Silence reigned for several minutes, and both Wes and Cordy shifted uncomfortably as Angel stood there, tapping the check against his closed mouth, his eyes lowered to the floor. Then his head snapped up.
"Penis, huh?" Cordy almost ran at the tense readiness in that really large and dangerous body just a few feet away from her, but she managed to dredge up a smile; strained and entirely fake, but there none the less.
"Who'd a thunk it!" a small, nervous titter left her mouth and her eyes dragged from his and sought out her hopeful savior desperately. Wes merely coughed and removed his glasses to clean them- stalling for time.
Maybe if he cleaned them long enough, the irate vampire would forget he was there and-
"Wes?" He groaned inwardly, and turned towards the black pall of potential death. "Did you know Dork meant penis?"
"Well I- that is, It may have come up in conver- actually, I'm not quite…Yes, I knew," he sighed heavily, mentally throwing down shovel he'd been using to dig himself a hole and put on his glasses, all the better to see him with.
Shoving his hands in his pockets, Angel rocked for a moment, before looking at the silent brunette. "Now you I can, strangely enough, see getting a nice slice of fun out of it." He turned back to Wes after staring at her with eyes that promised retribution.
"But You?" Angel shook his head in blatant disappointment. "Fair enough when we're alone here- but outside- Caritas for example?" Wes had the grace to blush but kept his mouth firmly shut.
The vampire had a point, and what had seemed hilarious at the time now felt petty.
Just then the main door swung open and all three heads turned
"Yo, what's this? Havin' an I'm a tree moment?" Gunn looked from one to the other, a grin widening across his face.
Angel merely lifted a brow and looked the young black man from head to toe before uttering, "Dork" Freezing with Instant anger at the insult Gunn glared at the vampire angrily.
"Who the hell are you calling a tool?" Wes shook his head in the background; his effort to warn his friend only got him a weird look
Pursing his lips, Angel fisted his hands in his pockets and took an unneeded breath before pinning Gunn with a look that would freeze ice. "So you were in on it too, huh?" Letting out the breath, he rolled his broad shoulders and made his way to the stairs, walking up without looking back.
"Hey, where are you off too?" Cordy called after Angel's departing back.
"I'm taking my penis upstairs to brood until the urge to maim fades" Angel shot back over his shoulder not sparing her blushes as he did. Suddenly associating Angel with his penis was not at all good for her peace of mind.
Although why it was different from calling it him for the past few weeks, she had no idea.
After several awkward seconds, all three coughed and mumbled indistinguishable excuses and went their separate ways, taking furtive glances at the balcony above as they did so.
FIN
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