snogged | "Cheer-Up" Ficlet: The Blonde Takes It All (Reply)

Title: The Blonde Takes It All

Author: snogged

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and co. own the characters. I own nothing. ABBA owns the lyrics to “The Winner Takes It All”

Pairing: Angel/Willow, Angel/Nina

Rating/Warnings: PG. Seriously angsty. There really isn’t a happy ending for anyone in this story. Oh and there’s a little Nina bashing but I want to say that I don’t hate her as a character.

Setting: Angel Season 5. Spoilers for the end of Angel Season 2, the end of Buffy Season 5.

Feedback: It’s an addiction. A very, healthy addiction. *shifty eyes*

Word Count: 321

Team Beta:

spikesredqueen and

kallie_kat

A/N: Written as a “cheer-up” fic for Gabrielle who’s been having a rough time of it. I know angst is one of her favorite genres so I’m hoping this works.

But tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same when she calls your name?

Willow hadn’t expected to come back to Los Angeles after saving Angel’s soul for the second time. It had been pretty obvious at that point that Angel still felt awkward about wrapping his arms around her in an embrace. Not that it surprised her. Every moment with Angel tended to feel uncomfortable ever since they kissed three days, four hours, and thirty-five seconds after Buffy died the second time.

And now, she was standing in the lobby of Wolfram and Hart, staring at the pretty blonde girl named Nina. Harmony had let it slipped that Nina was Angel’s new girl and Willow had felt her stomach knot in ways Tara, Xander, and Oz couldn’t hold candles too.

It was funny how a kiss with Angel could screw with her mind this much.

Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you

Angel came out his office and Willow saw his shoulders swell with tension.

“Willow. What are you doing here?”

Willow wanted to respond to that question in so many different ways but her lips refused to wrap themselves around the right set of vowels and consonants. “Giles sent me to give you this. It’s about the Circle of the Black Thorn, I think. Figured you’d be interested.”

She dug into her pockets and retrieved a slightly crumpled note.

Angel took it from her and read it, his brow furrowed in deep concentration. “Er…thanks. That all?”

Willow felt her heartstrings tear as she saw the brief, lustful look he gave to Nina.

“Yeah. See you later, I guess.”

But what can I say rules must be obeyed

It was a simple rule that she should have recognized instantly. She was stupid for ever thinking she could break it. Redheads don’t get the mysterious, tasty-lipped vampire. Vapid, blonde girls do.