Rating: G
Category: light fic
Content: A/C Fluff
Summary: Angel's ego is bruised.
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: The characters in the Angelverse were created by Joss Whedon and David Greenwalt. No infringement is intended, no profit made.
Notes: Takes place any time when we have Gunn and Wes.
Feedback: Please?! Good or bad! Just some!
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Angel walked in right behind Cordelia. He shut the door behind him.
"Why do you always do that?" He yelled angrily.
"Do what?"
"I mean, what's wrong with me? I haven't looked in the mirror for a few hundred years but I've seen some photos. I ain't that bad looking."
"I never said you weren't good looking Angel."
"Then why don't you want me?!" He asked, his frustration coming to a head.
"I don't know! It's just like, when I see you, I don't see you."
"What?!"
"Okay. When I look at you, I see Angel; Buffy's left overs. Angel, the guy who ignored me. The guy who can go nuts if he gets too happy. I know you too well Angel." Angel sat down on the arm rest of the couch with a loud sigh.
"God. You know, I wish we could just start over, you know? You and me, like we don't even know each other."
"Okay. Fine. That's actually a good idea." She stuck her hand out. "Hi. My name is Cordelia." He smiled.
"I'm Angel." They stood there.
"Now what?"
"Well. I guess we should just tell each other what we think."
"Of what?"
"Each other."
"Okay. Go ahead." Inside, Cordelia was waiting to hear what Angel thought of her.
"Well. You have a stunning smile, great figure, beautiful eyes...that good?"
"Uh-huh." Cordelia choked out.
"You're turn."
"Well. You're tall. And you have great hair. Nice smile. Dark eyes." Cordelia's face twisted into a sadistic smile. "Broad-shouldered. Chizled features."
"Oh see! Now you're just screwing around. You're mocking me."
"I am not!"
"Yes you are!"
"Angel I am not! I'm just saying, you're a good looking guy."
"See! You're doing it again. Do I disgust you that much?!"
"No! I swear, if I didn't know you, I might consider dating you."
"You would not."
"What? You want me to prove it?"
"Yes!"
"Fine. To prove I'm not disgusted with you I'll...I'll kiss you."
"You will not."
"Yes I will." She walked up to him and gave him a quick peck on the lips, before retreating. "See. Told y-" She was cut off as he grabbed her by the arm, pulling her to him, crushing his lips to hers, kissing the daylights out of her. He pulled away slowly, her eyes still shut tight.
"What do you think?" She didn't answer and he left, annoyed. She touched her finger to her lips.
"A definate maybe." She whispered raspily. The door flew open and she turned around, surprised. *DAMN VAMPIRE HEARING!!!!*
"I heard that. You said I'm a maybe!"
"I did not. I said you kiss like my aunt Haily!" Angel ran out of the room, a grin on his face.
"Cordelia thinks I'm a maybe!!!!"
"I said I think you gave me rabies!"
End.