100 words, PG, early Season 7, Xander-centric slash pairing.
Buffy barged into Xander’s apartment without knocking. “Hey, Xan,” she called, “I need…” Her jaw dropped as she realized Xander wasn’t alone.
“You should have knocked,” Xander complained, snatching up a cushion to protect his modesty.
“Sorry!” Buffy’s eyebrows climbed as she recognized Xander’s equally naked companion. “Huh? I didn’t know you swung that way.”
“Hey, demon magnet here,” Xander explained, “and the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” He swung his arm in a gesture that encompassed his demon lover and the fast food boxes littering the floor. “How could I resist? Clem brought hot wings.”