Whatever You Say
by TutorGurl
Chapter 21
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"I can walk you know," Willow teased her girlfriend. When it was time to leave the library, Buffy had insisted that she carry the redhead home, not wanting her to hurt her leg any further. Even though Willow knew it was unnecessary and it would probably make them look quite funny, she had agreed, always enjoying being in Buffy's arms.
"I know," Buffy replied, having no intention of letting Willow go. They were just walking up her driveway and would be inside any minute. She wasn't surprised to find that her mom's jeep wasn't in the driveway. A grossed out look came to her face when she thought about her mom staying the night with her boyfriend.
"But I don't suppose you're going to let me down, right?" Willow asked. Buffy smiled, finding it amazing how the witch could always read her mind. She tightened her hold on the girl.
"Don't plan on it." Buffy walked them up the steps to her front door and waited as Willow used the key she gave her to unlock the door. Since her hands were full, she kicked the door open, lightly of course, and made their way into the house. She walked into the living room and dropped the redhead onto the couch.
"Thanks," Willow mumbled, sarcastically. She squirmed into a position that was comfortable and that didn't hurt her leg. Buffy gave her a sweet smile before heading back to shut the door.
"Do you want anything?" Buffy asked, deciding it would be best to get Willow anything she needed while she was up, since there was very little chance of her getting back up after she sat down with Willow.
"Um, a drink and something to eat would be nice," Willow answered, just realizing how hungry she really was. She hadn't had anything since breakfast yesterday. "Make that a slayer size meal, if you don't mind."
"Are you trying to say something about my eating habits?" Buffy asked, jokily. She knew that she ate a lot of a girl her size, but she had a very good excuse for it. It wasn't her fault that she was a very energized little slayer. It came with the job after all. Willow smirked at the fake hurt on her girlfriend's face. She gave her an innocent look.
"I wouldn't dream of it," she answered, giving her a look that would have made even the toughest slayer go weak in the knees. Buffy couldn't help but smile at her.
"You're lucky you're cute," she told her. Willow gave her another innocent smile before Buffy went into the kitchen to find them something to eat. She smiled when she saw the note on the fridge from her mother. She took it off the door and read it.
Girls,
Since you two didn't come home tonight I'm assuming you have decided to stay at Willow's house. I've been invited over to Kent house for dinner and I'm not sure if I'll be back tonight. If I'm not, I'll see you both in the morning. I'm not going to call before I come home, so you two better not be doing anything inappropriate. Hope you had a fun night. See you soon,
Mom.
Buffy smiled and crumbled up the letter, throwing it in the garbage can beside the counter before searching for something to eat. Not seeing anything else but cereal and bread, she decided on left over spaghetti and cake. She juggled the two containers in on hand, grabbed a couple forks and an almost full bottle of pop from the fridge before heading back into the living room to join the redhead.
"I come baring food," Buffy greeted her, setting all the stuff on the table in front of the witch. Buffy saw that Willow was having trouble sitting up and quickly moved to help her. "Up you get." Willow gave her a thankful smile before looking at the food Buffy had lain before her.
"Not exactly what I would have chosen for breakfast," Willow mused, trying to remember the last time she had spaghetti and chocolate cake for breakfast. Buffy shrugged her shoulders and sat down beside her girlfriend on the couch.
"You got captured and stabbed in the leg by psycho vamps," Buffy pointed out, starting to uncover the food, finding that she was quite hungry herself. "I think it's okay for me to spoil you." She handed a fork to Willow and picked up the container. "Plus, mom hasn't done the groceries yet, so there was only some healthy cereal and bread." She took a mouth full of spaghetti.
"You can't make toast, huh?" Willow asked her knowingly.
"I always burn it," Buffy sighed, even though her mouth was full. She waited until she was done before continuing. "You know me, I can't cook anything."
"Then I guess it's a good thing you have me than," Willow commented. "You can fight all the vamps and I'll be waiting at home with hot food on the table. It can be like a 1950's marriage." Buffy smirked at the visual, imagining the two of them in black and white, her coming home from a hard day at the office to find Willow slaving over a hot stove.
"I can picture that," Buffy agreed. Willow smiled at her and decided to start eating too. They finished the rest of the meal off in silence. When they were finished, Buffy put the container back on the table and took a big gulp of Coke before handing it over to Willow who took a more lady like gulp. Willow struggled a bit, but was able to get the bottle back on the table without any help from Buffy and without falling off the couch.
"So, you want some cake?" Willow asked. Buffy shook her head, rubbing her tummy to show that she was full. Willow nodded, feeling the exact same way. "We'll save that for later. Maybe you're mom will want some."
"Yeah," Buffy answered, distracted. Willow saw the far off look in her slayer's eyes and put a hand on Buffy's thigh. Buffy immediately snapped out of her thoughts. "Huh?"
"Where'd you go?"
"I'm sorry," Buffy answered, feeling bad that she hasn't been paying attention to anything that Willow was saying. "I was just thinking about what you said before. You just got me thinking is all."
"Which thing I said before?" Willow asked. She tried to think of something in particular that would have gotten the slayer thinking. "You gotta help me out here. I say a lot of smart things." Buffy smiled the comment, thinking that nothing could be truer.
"The whole thing about us being like a 1950's married couple," Buffy informed her. Willow's face fell.
"Oh," was all Willow could say. She cursed herself for comparing them to any married couple, knowing that Buffy would freak out about it. "Look, it's not like I want us to get married or anything. Well, not in the near future. I mean, we're still in high school and that wouldn't be..." She stopped when Buffy silenced her with a finger on her lips.
"Shhh, baby," Buffy whispered, replacing her finger with her lips. "That's not what I was talking about. I would love to marry you one day." Even though she knew that might never legally happen, she couldn't help but smile at the thought of someday being able to call Willow her wife. Willow let out a breath she didn't know she was holding.
"Oh, good," Willow sighed. She played with Buffy's fingers that were resting in her lap. "Cause I can't think of anything that would make me happier." Willow smiled and placed a soft kiss on the blonde's lips. "Then what were you thinking about?"
"About what you said before," Buffy explained. "About the me fighting vamps and you waiting at home with food on the table." Willow frowned at her, confusion written on her face.
"You want me to fight the vamps?" Willow asked, knowing that wasn't what Buffy was thinking. Buffy shook her head, amused at the thought of Willow being the slayer. "You wanna cook?" Again Buffy shook her head. "Then what are you talking about?"
"It's just that..." Buffy trailed off trying to think of how to explain her feelings about what Willow had said. She took both of Willow's hands in her's and stared directly into her eyes. "I didn't come through on my part of the deal. You had the food ready, but I didn't kill the vamps, you know?" She rested her forehead against Willow's. "I let you get captured, I lead them right to you."
"No, Buff..."
"No, I did," Buffy argued. "They never would have come after you if it wasn't for me. Hell, they wouldn't even have known you existed."
"What about Xander?" Willow pointed out. "Vamps aren't the only evil thing in the world, babe. You can't protect me from everything, and I don't expect you to. It's not your job."
"Yes, it is," Buffy corrected. "It's my duty to protect people from all the baddies out there and I let them get you."
"It's like you said," Willow began. "You have to protect everyone from the baddies. You can't look after me twenty-four/seven, Buff. There are other people out there that need more help."
"But I don't love everyone else," Buffy pouted. "I love you." Willow gave her a sad smile, telling her it was sweet that she felt that way, but also that they both knew that was wrong.
"But someone else loves that person," Willow answered. She looked Buffy straight in the eyes. "You can't keep me locked up in a little box, honey. I live in the real world, in Sunnydale more specifically, and I'm gonna get hurt. As long as you always come and rescue me, than I'm okay with that."
"But I'm not," Buffy countered. "When I even think about something happening to you, I just want to crawl up into a ball and die." Willow made a sad face, picturing her girlfriend doing that. "I couldn't stand it if something ever happened to you. You're my everything, baby."
"You know I feel the same," Willow smiled. "Look, when Spike and Angel got me, you were off..." She stopped when she realized that she didn't know where Buffy was at the time. "Where were you?" Buffy lowered her eyes.
"I called Cordy over to watch you while I went and beat the living hell out of Xander."
"See," Willow pointed out with a smile. "You were off protecting me. Well, defending my honor, same thing. Despite what you may think, just cause you're the slayer doesn't mean you can be two places at once."
"But..."
"No," Willow stopped her, holding up her hands. "Your argument is lost on me. I don't wanna hear it." Buffy couldn't stop a smile from slipping through. "Okay? You do your job and you do it better than anyone. All you can do is your best and I know you do that every time you go out there. So stop with this guilty nonsense, okay?" Buffy leaned her forehead into Willow's more and moved her eyes so she could look into Willow's.
"Okay." She smiled and kissed Willow. "I hope you know that it's only because you are too cute for words."
"So I've been told," Willow giggled. "Are you sure there isn't another reason?"
"Well..." Buffy teased her. She kissed her again. "I kind of love you too. That might have influenced me a little as well." Willow gave her a proud smile.
"I knew it," Willow cheered. "You can't resist my powers. You become weak at the very sight of me."
"How did you know?" Before Willow could answer, Buffy had her mouth to cover her's. She gently guided Willow so she was lying on her back and eased herself into a kneeling position so she was straddling the redhead. Willow looked up at the beautiful blonde woman on top of her and ran her hands up the sides of her stomach. While Buffy was kissing her, Willow's hands made their way under Buffy's shirt and traveled up to Buffy's breast.
"I want you," she gasped out through kisses. Buffy sighed into her mouth as she was forced to pull away from the redhead. Willow looked up at her with a mixture of confusion and hurt on her face. "I thought you wanted..."
"I do," Buffy told her, hating the hurt look that was on her girlfriend's face. "More than anything, baby."
"Then why..."
"I don't want your first time to be one my couch," Buffy told her. "Especially since my mom could come walking through the door any minute now." Buffy was glad when she saw the look of understanding come across Willow's face. "This is something so special and I want it to be perfect for you."
"That's so sweet," Willow gushed. She reached up and touched Buffy's cheek with her hand. "I am very amazed at your self control, Buff. It must be driving you crazy." Buffy rolled her eyes and let out a puff of breath.
"With a capitol C," she replied. "But you're well worth the wait, baby." Just as Buffy was leaning down to kiss Willow the front door opened. She closed her eyes. "I really should have heard her coming." They didn't bother trying to separate, knowing that with Willow hurt, they were never going to make it and it would just make them look even more guilty. They just stayed in their positions and waited for Joyce to enter the room.
"Girls?" she called, taking off her coat and putting it on the rack. "Are you two here ye..." She stopped mid sentence when she saw the girls on the couch. "Umm.."
"Hi, mom," Buffy greeted her awkwardly, trying to turn her head to look at her. Willow gave her a little wave.
"Hi, Miss Summers," she called from beneath the blonde. Sensing that her mother was about to blow, Buffy slowly got off Willow, careful not to hurt her leg and sat down beside her. Willow did the same.
"It's not what it looks like," Buffy tried to tell her. By the look on her mother's face, Joyce didn't buy it. "Really, we were just kissing."
"No," Joyce interrupted. "You were fornicating on my couch." Both Buffy and Willow flinched at the word, remembering their own reaction to finding Joyce on the couch with a guy. Buffy frowned.
"No more shopping trip to the mall?" she questioned, sad that she lost her guilt shopping spree. Joyce gave her a stern look.
"Don't count on it," Joyce replied. She saw that Buffy and Willow really did look sorry and softened her features. "I haven't seen either of you since Friday."
"Oh, yeah," Buffy said, happy to have a subject change. She thought back to all the things that happened since she last saw her mother. She couldn't believe that was just two days ago. It felt like a lifetime. Joyce shuffled uncomfortably from foot to foot, not knowing what to say to them.
"So," she began, trying to find a safe subject. "What did you two do this weekend?" Buffy and Willow looked at each other, both thinking about all that had happened over the last forty-eight hours. They smiled and turned back to Joyce.
"Nothing much," Buffy finally answered. Joyce smiled at them.
"That's good," she replied. "You girls hungry?" They shook their heads, motioning to the food on the table. "Okay, then. I'm going to go have a shower and then make myself some breakfast."
"Okay," they answered at the same time. Joyce smiled at them one more time before making her way up the stairs, leaving Buffy and Willow alone.
"Well, that was interesting," Willow commented.
"Are you kidding me?" Buffy asked. "Did you see the look on her face? She was mortified. I bet you she's thinking the same things we were thinking when we walked in on her and Kent."
"I doubt that she...how do you know his name is Kent?"
"There was a note in the kitchen," Buffy explained, moving closer to Willow, deciding that she was too far away from her beloved. "It said she was spending the night at Kent's house, so unless she has another boyfriend I'm assuming that was Kent." When Buffy tried to kiss her, Willow moved back.
"You knew she was going to be coming home?" Buffy nodded, continuing her pursuit of the redhead. "And you let things go that far?"
"You know I can't control myself around you," Buffy told her, happy that Willow finally let her kiss her. She pulled Willow's body into her lap so she would have easier access. "You have this power over me. I like it."
"I do, do I?" Buffy nodded as she nibbled on Willow's ears. "Oh, that feels so good."
"I was going for that," Buffy commented with a smile. She left Willow's ear and kissed her way down her neck to her shoulder.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
"I have an idea." Buffy turned her so they were facing each other and kissed Willow full on the lips. Thier tongues tangled for a few minutes until oxygen became and issue and the two of them were forced to break apart. Buffy brought her hand up and gently brushed a strain of red hair out off Willow's face and behind her ear. "I love you, baby."
"I love you, too." Buffy gave Willow a quick peck on the lips before pulling away fully.
"So, what fun stuff do you have planned for us next weekend?"
"Um, let's see," Willow began. Her eyes lit up. "Oh, we could go to the beach. Oh, and then we could head over to the ice cream bar and get cones." Buffy smiled as she listened to her favorite thing in the world; Willow-babble. As long as Willow was babbling, everything was right in her world. "Then we could make a trip to the mall, of course we'll have to invite Cordy for that part, then we can go out for that dinner you promised me last night. Then of course head back here and have a nice romantic night." She looked at the smile on Buffy's face. "Is that okay?" Buffy smiled and pulled her into her arms.
"Whatever you say, baby," she told her. She pressed her lips to Willow's forehead, enjoying the safe feeling she always got from having Willow's skin against her lips. "Whatever you say."
~~~~BtVS~~~~
All Done. I hope you all enjoyed it. I know it probably wasn't as good as you wanted it to be, but I hope it was okay. Please, please, please tell me what you think. I was thinking of doing a short sequel, probably about them telling Will's parents, but I haven't decided yet. Anyways, thank you all so much for reading my story and I'm sorry about blackmailing you all the time. I'll see you all later. Peace.