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09 December 2012 @ 07:33 pm
FIC: The Now (BtVS, Faith/Willow, PG-13)  

TITLE: The Now
FANDOMS: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
PAIRING: Faith/Willow
SUMMARY: Willow and Faith play a game.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Takes place post-series, with no respect for the comics whatsoever. Written for femslash_minis Round 82 for aaronlisa, who wanted Faith and Willow celebrating New Year’s with champagne, regret, and a Sunnydale setting.

They sat on the rug in front of the fire, in sock feet, a bottle of champagne between them.

“Beat up Buffy,” Faith said, and took a long gulp of her champagne. She scrunched her nose; the bubbles tickled.

Willow raised her glass to her lips. “Beat up Buffy,” she echoed.

“Killed the deputy mayor?” Faith offered, and took a drink.

“Killed Warren,” Willow said, and drank.

Faith squinted at the fire through the distortion of her mostly empty champagne flute.

“This,” she said, “is a stupid game.”

“New Year’s is about reflection,” Willow said.

“This is more like regret. Anyway, I thought New Year’s was for getting trashed and kissing a stranger at midnight.”

“Never done that,” Willow said. She eyed Faith. “Drink.”

Faith finished the champagne in her flute. She rolled the stem between her palms, watching the fire reflect gold off the curves of the glass. Funny, how things could distort, how they could look like something else entirely if you just looked at them from another angle.

“I regret—”

Reflect,” Willow corrected.

“No, this one is definitely a regret. I regret being sent here to babysit a hellmouth we blew up already.”

“Giles says—”

“Yeah,” Faith said, running her finger over the rim of her glass, “he’s always saying something. I just know I was okay with the idea of never coming back to Sunnydale.”

“Well, we’re not really . . .”

“I am surprised Giles didn’t insist we take sleeping bags to the crater. At least we’re indoors, I guess.”

Willow nudged Faith’s socked foot with her own. “And the company’s not bad.”

Faith grinned. She set her glass down. “No. No, it is not.” Faith crawled over Willow, carefully settling herself in Willow’s lap, face to face. “You know, you turned out to not be so bad, Rosenberg.”

Willow brought her hands up to cradle Faith’s hips. “You too. Well, you know, first you were, like, really bad, but after that—”

“Now,” Faith said. “You mean now.”

“Yeah,” Willow said.

“Enough reflection,” Faith said. She glanced briefly down at Willow’s watch. “It’s almost midnight.”

“You know, I’ve never actually kissed someone at midnight on New Year’s,” Willow said.

Faith’s maroon-painted mouth dropped open in mock shock. “You don’t say.” A wolf grin curved up her lips. “Well,” she said, “we’ll have to do something about that.”

Willow’s hands moved up Faith’s back as Faith leaned in and kissed her. For all the boasting and bravado, Faith could be soft sometimes. And she was soft now, her touch delicate, teasing, sweet as champagne.

“Wow,” Willow breathed as they broke apart. “I sure did not regret that.”

Faith wriggled in Willow’s lap a bit, moving her hips in a snake charmer’s dance. “Think of all the other things I could do to you that neither of us would regret.”

“Is it midnight yet?” Willow asked, but before she could look at her watch, Faith grabbed Willow’s wrist, her palm covering the watch face.

Faith grinned. “Who cares? Let’s live in the now.”

Willow pulled Faith against her—soft, yielding, sweet. This, she sure as hell did not regret.

mi sento: calmcalm
Butterflysnogged on December 10th, 2012 01:13 pm (UTC)
I really enjoyed this!
Well done.
brutti_ma_buoni: Faith stakingbrutti_ma_buoni on December 10th, 2012 09:51 pm (UTC)
Zowie! I like this post-Chosen, reflective but not morose style from the pair of them, and how many parallels you found between their experiences.
aaronlisa: AtS: Faith (dancing in a dance club)aaronlisa on December 17th, 2012 01:36 am (UTC)
I really liked this.
snowpuppies.dreamwidth.orgsnowpuppies.dreamwidth.org on December 26th, 2012 05:03 am (UTC)
Ooh. Nice.
Mierke: Heart (Faith)mierke on February 22nd, 2013 09:42 am (UTC)
Here from the Willowy Goodness Awards
Ooh, wonderful!