How Did That Happen? Part 2 B/G fic
Title: How Did That Happen?
Chapter: 2/?
Author: astarte lydianna
Rating: M
Season: Mid Season 4 with a couple of tweeks
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the fandom or characters or anything else recognisable and make no money from this.
Summary: When hiding out from Adam the gang play a game which brings a wrong new element to Buffy and Giles' views on each other, after the game Buffy and Giles deal with their feelings.
Part 2 - What we are
The group lay around Buffy's front room for their film fest. Adam was gone and the world was saved for another day, so they found themselves in need of celebrating. They were on a bit of an after battle high and thought an all night movie night was in order. Xander put on the first video while Buffy poured snacks into bowls and the gang sat around the front room to relax and enjoy the film. Of course it didn’t actually go that way.
Xander and Willow were asleep within only moments of the opening credits. Giles couldn't help but smile in amusement at Xander asleep possessively hugging the popcorn bowl with one arm. Then he felt a weight on his side and realised that Buffy had dropped off to sleep against him. He didn't move her, he didn't want to disturb her and he relished her being so comfortable with him so instead he focused his attention on the film. After a short while she had wriggled even closer, her face burrowing into his side causing his arm to start to go numb. He shifted it carefully and dropped it around her shoulders instead. It probably wasn’t exactly appropriate but they had hugged before and she seemed comfortable so he decided to just enjoy the closeness for a moment.
Buffy woke up warm and relaxed and was surprised to find herself snuggled up against her watcher. She looked at his face, relaxed in sleep and smiled.
"He'll never make the first move Buff." she turned her head sharply to see Xander led on the floor staring at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Whether he wants to or not he won't ever make the first move. He doesn't want to break your trust or make you feel burdened or awkward. You know, all English and proper." he explained.
"He told you this?" Buffy asked in disbelief.
"No Buffy, I just happen to have eyes. You two are like something else. If I'm reading wrong then fine but if I'm not, and he's the only one that can really make you happy then you're going to have to tell him that." he replied. To say that Buffy was stunned at his perceptiveness was an understatement.
"I thought Giles and girls caused you meltdowns?" she grinned, remembering how he had been after seeing Giles singing and the other girls saying that it was sexy. She was actually disappointed that she missed that.
"Not if he's it for you it doesn't." he replied. "You two have this understanding that the rest of us scoobies will never have, maybe it’s a slayer watcher thing or maybe it’s just a Buffy Giles thing I don't know but if Angel was danger doomed love guy and Riley was safe boring guy then maybe Giles is the safe, but brave and protective actual guy."
"When did you get so smart?" she asked. They saw Giles stir and Xander quickly feigned sleep but ended up cringing as his face landed in the popcorn bowl but to his credit he remained there and faked sleep like a master. Buffy tried to contain her laughter but since it shook her body it naturally shook Giles’ too.
"I'm not asleep." Giles said suddenly jerking upright. His eyes landed on a stretching blonde next to him.
"So I see." she smiled. "It's ok Giles I drifted off for a second too and we aren't the only ones."
"Yes, well I suppose we were all a bit more tired than we realised." he agreed.
"Yeah, you make a nice warm pillow. Definitely good for napping on.” She smiled. She noticed how flustered he looked so quickly carried on. “How about we get coffee or tea?" she suggested, pointing to the kitchen. "Since that film finished and they're still sleeping."
"Good plan." he nodded, getting up from the sofa and offering her a hand to help her up. They made their way through to the kitchen and Buffy put the kettle on.
"So..." she said, jumping onto the kitchen counter to wait for the kettle to boil. "The world is safe again."
"Yes, I'd say so." he agreed. "For now at least."
"Yeah, the bad just keeps on coming." she sighed looking a bit deflated. "How many apocalypses is this for us now?"
"Oh well, four or five at least. Once they became multiple I stopped really counting." he smiled from where he stood leant back against the counter next to her.
"Will they ever stop?" she asked quietly. He reached over and placed a hand on hers.
"I'm afraid its unlikely." he replied. "But we endure. We live to fight another day and hopefully we shall endure that too."
"Lie to me Giles." she whispered, leaning her head against his shoulder. He froze and remembered a younger Buffy asking him the same thing.
"Oh, well; good will always defeat evil. No one will die. One day evil will be defeated and then we can all live out the rest of our lives blissfully happy." he told her softly.
"Thank you." she said, as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders. She remembered the first time she had asked him to lie to her and sighed relaxing into his solid warmth, knowing that he would remain by her side long after all others were gone, he would fight with her until the battle came that they could not win and he would be with her until the end. The others were here now but they would still grow up and have futures and families one day and when they did she wouldn’t be able to allow them in the field with her. Giles had told her on several occasions that he wouldn’t be having a family, after seeing what happens to people who get close to them and seeing the dangers it brought he couldn’t do that to anyone else because he would always be her watcher. How many women out there would be willing to accept that another woman would always be such a part of his life? How many men would be willing to accept Giles as a part of hers? They couldn’t be without each other, they were destined to be together.
Xander was right he was her guy. Loyal and safe but brave and strong. Perfect. They knew everything about each other or nearly everything anyway. They were comfortable with each other and she spent more time either with him or thinking about him than she did anyone else...how on earth had that happened? That game wasn't wrong, she was. They were a couple or near enough anyway.
"You should get some rest." he told her after a while of silence.
"So should you." she countered.
"I'm the watcher here, I'm supposed to look after you." he said firmly.
"How about you look after me and I look after you?" she suggested.
"I suppose that does indeed sound fairly sensible." he agreed. He released her and went to finish making the tea they had started.
"When did things get so bleak?" she sighed as he handed her a cup of tea. "I'm supposed to be celebrating and I'm already thinking about the next big bad."
"I believe it’s called growing up." he replied.
"But why? Why should I grow up any more when I can't have a future career or family?" she asked him sadly. "You said yourself families get hurt and you're right. I don't even like putting Willow and Xander at risk."
"Should I feel offended not to be included in that?" he murmured over the rim of his cup.
"No, because you're different. All the books have Slayer and Watcher. You're meant to do this, like me. You know about demons and cults and magic and you can do magic and fight, you're brave and honorable and meant to fight the forces of evil." she grinned. "Is that as cheesey as the slayer speech or what?"
"In the best possible way." he said pulling her to him. She clung tightly round his waist and buried her face in his chest. "We'll manage together somehow."
"Promise?" she asked looking up at him.
"Promise." he agreed. She reached up and traced his jaw with one hand causing him to freeze. She paused when she noticed the look in his eyes.
Back when she had played the couples game with Giles and had thought of moments she had thought of him as sexy the one she had bent the truth on a little had been the last one. It hadn't been that he was shirtless and holding a sword that had been sexy, not that it hadn't but that wasn't why it stuck in her mind. It was that look he had in his eyes for a split second after she had accidently ripped his shirt off. His eyes had been dark and smoldering and it had made her stomach flip. It was the first time he had ever had that affect on her and she would always remember it. That same look had crossed his eyes just now.
"How could you ever think none of us would think you're sexy?" she asked quietly. She wasn't sure that she had actually planned to say that out loud but she didn't want to take it back because the moment she had said it he had look surprised but also that look in his eyes had appeared again. His eyes locked with hers and seemed to be searching for something, a long moment passed and just as she was about to pull away from him, afraid that she had read wrong she felt his lips against hers.
The connection was instant, it raced through her and left her with no doubt that this was how it was supposed to be. There would be no Prince Charming waiting for her, her life was secrets and death. She was destined to go through life with no one save her watcher by her side and that thought no longer seemed as lonely.
"Buffy, it isn't too late to change your mind." he said softly, pulling away from her. "I am considerably older than-"
"It’s far too late." she corrected him. "We're already dating." With that she leant up so that their lips met again.
"W-we are?" he asked, pulling back slightly and furrowing his brow in confusion.
"Giles, there's a reason we won that couples game. I mean what do you call two people that know loads about each other, spend loads of time together, care about each other and find each other attractive if it isn't dating?" she grinned. "Besides, I already love you."
"You make a very good point." he replied. With that he kissed her again, more sure of himself and confident in his movements as he caressed her lips with his and explored her further with his tongue.
Buffy moaned and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck before her fingers started to get lost in his hair. He pulled her tighter against his body and lifted her easily before placing her on the counter with him stood between her legs. When she groaned louder into his mouth and bucked her hips against his groin he reluctantly pulled back.
"Buffy, I don't think-"
"Then don't think." she replied breathlessly, reaching for him again.
"Buffy, I don't think now is the best time, or rather I don't think here is the best place." he explained, evading her grasp.
"Then let’s go find a better place." she said decisively. Then she jumped off of the kitchen counter, sliding down the length of his body as she did so and then moved over to the fridge. She wrote a note on the pad stuck there before flashing him a grin.
'Couldn't sleep, gone to patrol for any demon stragglers. B & G'
"Let’s go." she said taking his arm and tugging him out of the back door after her.
Chapter: 2/?
Author: astarte lydianna
Rating: M
Season: Mid Season 4 with a couple of tweeks
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the fandom or characters or anything else recognisable and make no money from this.
Summary: When hiding out from Adam the gang play a game which brings a wrong new element to Buffy and Giles' views on each other, after the game Buffy and Giles deal with their feelings.
Part 2 - What we are
The group lay around Buffy's front room for their film fest. Adam was gone and the world was saved for another day, so they found themselves in need of celebrating. They were on a bit of an after battle high and thought an all night movie night was in order. Xander put on the first video while Buffy poured snacks into bowls and the gang sat around the front room to relax and enjoy the film. Of course it didn’t actually go that way.
Xander and Willow were asleep within only moments of the opening credits. Giles couldn't help but smile in amusement at Xander asleep possessively hugging the popcorn bowl with one arm. Then he felt a weight on his side and realised that Buffy had dropped off to sleep against him. He didn't move her, he didn't want to disturb her and he relished her being so comfortable with him so instead he focused his attention on the film. After a short while she had wriggled even closer, her face burrowing into his side causing his arm to start to go numb. He shifted it carefully and dropped it around her shoulders instead. It probably wasn’t exactly appropriate but they had hugged before and she seemed comfortable so he decided to just enjoy the closeness for a moment.
Buffy woke up warm and relaxed and was surprised to find herself snuggled up against her watcher. She looked at his face, relaxed in sleep and smiled.
"He'll never make the first move Buff." she turned her head sharply to see Xander led on the floor staring at her.
"What?" she asked.
"Whether he wants to or not he won't ever make the first move. He doesn't want to break your trust or make you feel burdened or awkward. You know, all English and proper." he explained.
"He told you this?" Buffy asked in disbelief.
"No Buffy, I just happen to have eyes. You two are like something else. If I'm reading wrong then fine but if I'm not, and he's the only one that can really make you happy then you're going to have to tell him that." he replied. To say that Buffy was stunned at his perceptiveness was an understatement.
"I thought Giles and girls caused you meltdowns?" she grinned, remembering how he had been after seeing Giles singing and the other girls saying that it was sexy. She was actually disappointed that she missed that.
"Not if he's it for you it doesn't." he replied. "You two have this understanding that the rest of us scoobies will never have, maybe it’s a slayer watcher thing or maybe it’s just a Buffy Giles thing I don't know but if Angel was danger doomed love guy and Riley was safe boring guy then maybe Giles is the safe, but brave and protective actual guy."
"When did you get so smart?" she asked. They saw Giles stir and Xander quickly feigned sleep but ended up cringing as his face landed in the popcorn bowl but to his credit he remained there and faked sleep like a master. Buffy tried to contain her laughter but since it shook her body it naturally shook Giles’ too.
"I'm not asleep." Giles said suddenly jerking upright. His eyes landed on a stretching blonde next to him.
"So I see." she smiled. "It's ok Giles I drifted off for a second too and we aren't the only ones."
"Yes, well I suppose we were all a bit more tired than we realised." he agreed.
"Yeah, you make a nice warm pillow. Definitely good for napping on.” She smiled. She noticed how flustered he looked so quickly carried on. “How about we get coffee or tea?" she suggested, pointing to the kitchen. "Since that film finished and they're still sleeping."
"Good plan." he nodded, getting up from the sofa and offering her a hand to help her up. They made their way through to the kitchen and Buffy put the kettle on.
"So..." she said, jumping onto the kitchen counter to wait for the kettle to boil. "The world is safe again."
"Yes, I'd say so." he agreed. "For now at least."
"Yeah, the bad just keeps on coming." she sighed looking a bit deflated. "How many apocalypses is this for us now?"
"Oh well, four or five at least. Once they became multiple I stopped really counting." he smiled from where he stood leant back against the counter next to her.
"Will they ever stop?" she asked quietly. He reached over and placed a hand on hers.
"I'm afraid its unlikely." he replied. "But we endure. We live to fight another day and hopefully we shall endure that too."
"Lie to me Giles." she whispered, leaning her head against his shoulder. He froze and remembered a younger Buffy asking him the same thing.
"Oh, well; good will always defeat evil. No one will die. One day evil will be defeated and then we can all live out the rest of our lives blissfully happy." he told her softly.
"Thank you." she said, as he wrapped one arm around her shoulders. She remembered the first time she had asked him to lie to her and sighed relaxing into his solid warmth, knowing that he would remain by her side long after all others were gone, he would fight with her until the battle came that they could not win and he would be with her until the end. The others were here now but they would still grow up and have futures and families one day and when they did she wouldn’t be able to allow them in the field with her. Giles had told her on several occasions that he wouldn’t be having a family, after seeing what happens to people who get close to them and seeing the dangers it brought he couldn’t do that to anyone else because he would always be her watcher. How many women out there would be willing to accept that another woman would always be such a part of his life? How many men would be willing to accept Giles as a part of hers? They couldn’t be without each other, they were destined to be together.
Xander was right he was her guy. Loyal and safe but brave and strong. Perfect. They knew everything about each other or nearly everything anyway. They were comfortable with each other and she spent more time either with him or thinking about him than she did anyone else...how on earth had that happened? That game wasn't wrong, she was. They were a couple or near enough anyway.
"You should get some rest." he told her after a while of silence.
"So should you." she countered.
"I'm the watcher here, I'm supposed to look after you." he said firmly.
"How about you look after me and I look after you?" she suggested.
"I suppose that does indeed sound fairly sensible." he agreed. He released her and went to finish making the tea they had started.
"When did things get so bleak?" she sighed as he handed her a cup of tea. "I'm supposed to be celebrating and I'm already thinking about the next big bad."
"I believe it’s called growing up." he replied.
"But why? Why should I grow up any more when I can't have a future career or family?" she asked him sadly. "You said yourself families get hurt and you're right. I don't even like putting Willow and Xander at risk."
"Should I feel offended not to be included in that?" he murmured over the rim of his cup.
"No, because you're different. All the books have Slayer and Watcher. You're meant to do this, like me. You know about demons and cults and magic and you can do magic and fight, you're brave and honorable and meant to fight the forces of evil." she grinned. "Is that as cheesey as the slayer speech or what?"
"In the best possible way." he said pulling her to him. She clung tightly round his waist and buried her face in his chest. "We'll manage together somehow."
"Promise?" she asked looking up at him.
"Promise." he agreed. She reached up and traced his jaw with one hand causing him to freeze. She paused when she noticed the look in his eyes.
Back when she had played the couples game with Giles and had thought of moments she had thought of him as sexy the one she had bent the truth on a little had been the last one. It hadn't been that he was shirtless and holding a sword that had been sexy, not that it hadn't but that wasn't why it stuck in her mind. It was that look he had in his eyes for a split second after she had accidently ripped his shirt off. His eyes had been dark and smoldering and it had made her stomach flip. It was the first time he had ever had that affect on her and she would always remember it. That same look had crossed his eyes just now.
"How could you ever think none of us would think you're sexy?" she asked quietly. She wasn't sure that she had actually planned to say that out loud but she didn't want to take it back because the moment she had said it he had look surprised but also that look in his eyes had appeared again. His eyes locked with hers and seemed to be searching for something, a long moment passed and just as she was about to pull away from him, afraid that she had read wrong she felt his lips against hers.
The connection was instant, it raced through her and left her with no doubt that this was how it was supposed to be. There would be no Prince Charming waiting for her, her life was secrets and death. She was destined to go through life with no one save her watcher by her side and that thought no longer seemed as lonely.
"Buffy, it isn't too late to change your mind." he said softly, pulling away from her. "I am considerably older than-"
"It’s far too late." she corrected him. "We're already dating." With that she leant up so that their lips met again.
"W-we are?" he asked, pulling back slightly and furrowing his brow in confusion.
"Giles, there's a reason we won that couples game. I mean what do you call two people that know loads about each other, spend loads of time together, care about each other and find each other attractive if it isn't dating?" she grinned. "Besides, I already love you."
"You make a very good point." he replied. With that he kissed her again, more sure of himself and confident in his movements as he caressed her lips with his and explored her further with his tongue.
Buffy moaned and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck before her fingers started to get lost in his hair. He pulled her tighter against his body and lifted her easily before placing her on the counter with him stood between her legs. When she groaned louder into his mouth and bucked her hips against his groin he reluctantly pulled back.
"Buffy, I don't think-"
"Then don't think." she replied breathlessly, reaching for him again.
"Buffy, I don't think now is the best time, or rather I don't think here is the best place." he explained, evading her grasp.
"Then let’s go find a better place." she said decisively. Then she jumped off of the kitchen counter, sliding down the length of his body as she did so and then moved over to the fridge. She wrote a note on the pad stuck there before flashing him a grin.
'Couldn't sleep, gone to patrol for any demon stragglers. B & G'
"Let’s go." she said taking his arm and tugging him out of the back door after her.