Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Willow Rosenberg was not jealous. Really! She wasn't. Because that would be petty, possessive, unproductive and a whole bunch of other bad words. Buffy was allowed to have other friends, and it was nice that she was getting so cosy with the other Vampire Slayer. It made sense, really it did. After all, there was only meant to be one of them, so two was a paradox which yearned to be solved, and the closer they got the more they felt like one.
Hell, Willow had seen them fight together, and there was a weird beauty in it. Like it was meant to be. And sometimes, she thought what would happen if they became one and they were actually inside of each other, touching each other, Buffy pinning Faith down to the training mats and...
Control yourself! Willow scolded herself, not for the first time. It was wrong to think of her best friend in that kind of situation, but she just couldn't help it. She was just so, hot. And Faith? Faith was sex on legs. Really it wasn't even gay to think about them like that, because they're just so ridiculously sexy it would be weird if Willow didn't have a girl crush on them.
Which made the whole, trying to take the high road and not be jealous thing even harder. Because it was wrong, but of course it was only natural to be a little jealous, even if Willow really was happy for them. And it wasn't like she really wanted them. Honestly! But, as she stared at the picture she had taken of them just talking to each other on her phone, she couldn't help but wonder.
Then all of a sudden Buffy was opening her bedroom door, closing it behind her and leaning against it, prompting Willow to close her phone and try to greet as casually as she could, "Oh, hey Buffy."
"I need to talk to you." Buffy blushed.
"Okay..." Willow smiled warmly, sounding relieved that Buffy was too distracted to notice what she had been doing. Then she became increasingly concerned as Buffy bit her lip and just stared at her for a few long seconds, before starting to pace up and down, prompting Willow to gently push, "So, what's up."
Again Buffy stared at her best friend for a few long seconds, then slowly got on the bed so she was sitting in front of Willow while desperately stammering as she struggled to find the words, "Okay, okay... okay... the thing is... well... I guess it started... I... erm, you, you know Faith?"
Willow's face fell, "We've met."
"Of course you have." Buffy blushed, before adding, "Well..."
"What? Did she do something? Did she hurt you?" Willow asked, getting increasingly loud and frantic with her questions.
"What? No! No, if... if anything it's the other way around." Buffy laughed nervously, before quickly and cautiously adding, "You know how Faith is kind of, sort of... hitting on me every single moment of the day and night?"
"Oh..." Willow blushed, "Well, she does that with everybody. I'm sure she doesn't mean it."
"Oh, she means it. She means every word of it." Buffy confirmed with a soft smile.
"And you turned her down? Which is how you hurt her?" Willow cautiously guessed, although she wasn't exactly surprised when her best friend didn't meet her gaze. Amazed, but not surprised, "Oh..."
"I was going to tell you." Buffy insisted apologetically.
"No, it's okay. I totally get it." Willow said. "I mean... wow! You and, you and Faith, huh? That's... wow..."
"Are you freaked?" Buffy asked cautiously.
"No!" Willow protested unconvincingly, before quickly adding, "Yeah, a little. But I'm so happy for you, really I am. And I support you 100%, no matter what."
"Thanks Will." Buffy smiled softly, before admitting, "But it is kind of weird, isn't it?"
"Totally." Willow agreed, before quickly adding, "And yet, not. It makes a lot of sense actually. I mean, they're supposed to be one Slayer, and... well..."
"Yeah..." Buffy said softly, feeling weirdly free to admit this next part, "Faith said something once which really got stuck in my head. It just came flying out of that big mouth of hers, and I could tell she didn't mean to say it, and was a bit freaked out she did, but it was... well..."
"What?" Willow gently pushed.
"She said we were like magnets." Buffy explained it as Faith had, "That we don't just want to be together, we need it. It's our natural state. To be one. One Slayer, the way it's supposed to be. And we can fight it all we want, but the need... it's always there."
"Uh..." Willow murmured, unable to hide her surprise, "That's weirdly beautiful. Especially for her."
"I know." Buffy smiled.
"Not that she isn't capable of saying something nice. I'm sure she is." Willow backtracked, "And you should know. I mean, she's your girlfriend."
There was a brief pause, then Buffy grumbled, "She doesn't like labels."
"Of course she doesn't." Willow laughed, and then noticing her friend's reaction guessed, "And that's a problem, huh?"
Another brief pause and then Buffy hesitantly admitted, "I love what we have... what we had... it was fun, at first. But now? I want more."
"Have you told her that? Because if not, you need to tell her that. And if she doesn't want to commit, that's her loss." Willow softly encouraged.
"It's not that simple." Buffy admitted softly.
"Why?" Willow frowned.
There was another pause, this time along one, and then Buffy cautiously admitted, "Because I don't just want her to be my girlfriend."
"Then what do you want?" Willow frowned again, before her eyes went wide, "Oh God, you don't want to marry her, do you? Buffy! You're both too young for that, and if Faith doesn't like labels pushing things that far isn't going to help."
"No, no, no, it isn't that." Buffy reassured.