Title: Stereo Hearts
Chapter: Day 18 of 28 of my Songfic Challenge
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG 13, Nothing Exciting, but I use harsh language
Concrit: Comments only
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, the lyrics to the songs, or anything else.
Warnings: M/M Pairing, but this is a Spander Community so....
Summary:Based on a prompt from Lady Q- Established Relationship: write a story where Xander gets Spike an Ipod what kind of tunes would he be surprised to find on it.
Notes: The Song used for this day is Stereo Hearts- Gym Class Heroes
ander and Spike celebrated eight years. They didn’t do a mushy dinner, they didn’t do a romantic date. They spent the night alone and had sex. It was perfect. At midnight Xander gave Spike his anniversary gift. A 120GB Ipod Classic. It was exactly what Spike didn’t know he wanted. He immediately scampered off to fill it with music.
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-along to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else
If I asked you to scratch my back could you handle that
Like yikky-yea tricky Travie, I can handle that
Nothing really special happened after the night of the gift. Unless you consider spending everyday as usual with SPike special. Xander did. Xander had alway appreciated the little things about their relationships.Xander loved the way Spike made him laugh, and the way he made him feel like the only man in the world. Xander liked Spike’s little touches to their apartment.
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks
I used to, used to, used to now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find the note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
Xander however, did not like the state Spike left the apartment in some nights. Today all of Spike’s personal effects were laid about the living room. Xander almost stepped on the iPod he bought Spike. Xander stared at the electronic device and wondered if the same rules applied to it as applied to diaries and wallets.
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
If I was an old school 50-pound boombox
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops
And crank it higher everytime they told you to stop
Xander ended up giving into temptation and searched through Spike’s playlists. He wasn’t surprised to see the various Punk and Ska bands. He wasn’t even surprised to see a large selection of jazz and classical music. He was shocked to see the collection of top 40 music.
“Gym Class Heros? Marron 5? Really.”
“Now, pet you wouldn’t be going through my things would you?”
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made
You never know we come and go like on the interstate
I think I finally found the note to make you understand
If you can hear then sing a long and take you by the hand
Just keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
You know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you
“I didn’t think you’d mind. I was curious about what you would put on it. I gotta say. You have some weird taste in music. I never pegged you as the silly little love song kind of guy.”
“They make me think of you pet. Every love song and poem makes me think about you. Either our relationship as it is, the future, or what life without you would be like.”
“Who says you aren’t a poet anymore?”
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
I only pray you'll never leave me behind
Because good music can be so hard to find
I'll take your head and hold it closer to mine
Thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind
“Someone who wants to keep their lungs where they are.”
“See one moment you’re all mushy and stuff and the next you’re all violent. I love that you keep me on my toes”.
"I ... love you. You're all I bloody think about. Dream about. You're in my gut ... my throat ... I'm drowning in you,Xander, I'm drowning in you. We have something, Pet. It's not pretty, but it's real, and there's nothing either one of us can do about it. Like it or not, I'm in your life . For eight years more or eternity, you aren’t getting out.”.
“Barring stake or heart attack I feel the same way. Now put on one of your sappy songs and lets dance.”
My hearts a stereo, it beats for you so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note, oh oh
Make me your radio, turn me up when you feel low
This melody was meant for you, so sing-a-long to my stereo
