Title: Redshirt
Author: Asl
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Andrew/Xander
Rating: PG
Warnings: angst, unrequited
Word count: 100
Prompt: #207: Plain
Disclaimer: I own nothing, including this series or these characters, and I have no money.
Notes: This is unbetaed, feel free to critique. B- )
Summary:
Andrew will always be a redshirt.
He's Tucker's Brother. Warren's Minion. No one. Always a redshirt, never even a Wesley, worthy of affection and tutelage.
Andrew knows the opportunity to be more will never come. So he caters for an army of Amazons, and tries to act as though the murmurs of approval at the taste mean that they actually see him, know him.
And, guardedly, in tranquility following the feeding of Slayers-to-be, he watches Xander, a warrior equal to Slayers; the blond wonders what it would be like to be him. But mostly, Andrew just wants to be with him and let the pain fade.