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God damnit I'm Zeek

Day 7 of 28.... Posted Late

Author: New_Unchanged
Title: Dumbstruck
Chapter: Day 7 of 28, but not necessarily the same story.
airing: Spike/Xander
ating: PG 13, Nothing Exciting, but I use harsh language
oncrit: Comments only
isclaimer: I own none of the characters, the lyrics to the songs, or anything else.
arnings/Squicks: Maybe preSpander, but nothing yet. PG for alcohol
ummary: Based on the Following prompt from Lady Q: rite a "Across a Crowded Room," story where either Spike or Xander see each other from across a crowded room theme
nbsp; Previous chapters: None.
nbsp; Notes: The Song used for this day  is Paralyzer by Finger Eleven.
nbsp; Beta(s): None. I was away and didn't realize I didn't create a big enough back log to cover my time away.
Challenge: Write a Songfic a day for the entire month of February. Based on a prompt from Lady Q: Write a story or a series of stories based on the 25 most played songs on your ipod. Songs can be shuffled or in order up to the writer.

Seated at a small booth off to the side, the dim spotlights of The Bronze, Spike watched as Xander seemed to be shifting uncomfortably in his own skin, biting his lip and looking nervously around the loud and crowded room. Spike couldn’t help but wonder what had nummy’s panties twisted so tight? Where were the girls, surely the umbilical cord that attaches Xander to Buffy didn’t stretch that far.

I hold on so nervously

To me and my drink,

I wish it was cooling me

Despite the fact that it was only an average night temperature wise for September in California, Xander appeared to be sweating buckets. Her kept playing with the cocktail sword in his drink, and Spike could tell Xander wished he was gulping it down. The alcohol would probably calm his nerves as he prepared for whatever had him so on edge.

But so far has not been good,

It's been shitty

And I feel awkward, as I should

Xander’s eyes kept darting around the bar, like he was looking for the answer to some complex riddle. There was a pattern; scan the room, take a drink, and then look at his watch. The nervous energy the boy was exuding was practically humming. All the waiting and scanning seemed to be for naught, as a tall blonde man with slim features managed to sneak up to Xander’s table undetected. Judging by the elation on the Whelp’s face Spike could hazard a guess that the man was who Xander had been anxiously awaiting all night.

Spike’s interest piqued when he saw the two men leave the table and head to the dance floor. Spike didn’t really picture Xander as the type of guy who would bat for the other team, but he couldn’t deny the proof in front of him. He had to admit he was a little jealous watching Xander and the blonde dancing together on the floor. Xander was strangely graceful as he was moving to the pulsing rock beat. It was pretty hot to watch.

This club has got to be

The most pretentious thing,

Since I thought you and me

Well, I am imagining

A dark lit place,

Or your place, or my place

Spike was even mildly surprised that none of the other dancers seemed to care there were two men dancing together on the dance floor. Spike smiled, Sunnyhell might be more open minded then he gave the town credit for, but if the people on the dance floor saw the kind of things that he imagined doing with Xander they wouldn’t be so casual. In fact he had been imagining the boy a lot lately.

Well, I'm not paralyzed,

But I seem to be struck by you,

I want to make you move

Because you're standing still

If your body matches

What your eyes can do,

You'll probably move right through

Me on my way to you

When Xander noticed Spike’s intense stare, instead of seeming abashed he just ignored the other man. Spike was incensed. No one could just ignore his smolder. Spike was deciding whether he should storm over there and pull Xander away from the other man, or let them enjoy their night while he caught up with Xander later.

I hold out for one more drink,

Before I think

I'm looking too desperately

But so far has not been fun,

I should just stay home

If one thing really means one,

This club will hopefully

Be closed in three weeks,

That would be cool with me

Who was he kidding a white hat like Xander would never look twice at Spike. Soul or no soul. He probably expects Spike to tell the girls about all that was going on. Spike was good for backup or good for a laugh when no one else was around, but he wasn’t the kind of guy you took home to mom. When he really thought hard about it, Spike realized he had no reason to go to the Bronze. No matter how hard he would try he would never be a Scooby.

Well, I'm still imagining

A dark lit place,

Or your place, or my place

Spike gave one more glance to the couple on the floor and headed home to his closet to masturbate and think of the whelp.

Xander caught Spike outside the club, he seemed annoyed.

“What gives. You spend the night watching me like a creepy stalker, but when I go to talk to you disappear."

“I just figured you didn’t really need me around if you were on a date”

“I wasn’t on a date, but if you cared enough to get jealous you can take me home.

Well, I'm not paralyzed

But I seem to be struck by you

I want to make you move,

Because you're standing still

If your body matches

What your eyes can do,

You'll probably move right through

Me on my way to you


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