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Summary: Tara takes Willow to a karaoke bar

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BtVS/AtS Non-Crossover > Romance > Tara/WillowMierkeFR719090168515 Jan 1015 Jan 10Yes
Title: Ordinary
Fandom & Disclaimer: I don’t own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss Whedon does. I’m just borrowing his world. “Ordinary” is a song by “Saving Jane” – try them out, they’re awesome!
Pairing: Willow/Tara
Prompt: Spotlight, from table 3 of 5_prompts
Words: 863
Rating: G
Warnings: Songfic
Timeline: Somewhere between Hush and Willow and Tara becoming a couple.
Summary: Tara takes Willow to a karaoke bar.

She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. Willow was walking up the stage, with wobbling legs and a thousand butterflies flying in her stomach.

“I’m doing this for her,” she thought. “I’m doing it for Tara.”

She stood behind the microphone and looked into the bar. She wondered how she had let Tara drag her into a karaoke bar in the first place. How on earth had Tara gotten her to sing? Tara had sung first, and she had been incredible. And when she had come back, she had said: “Now it’s your turn, Willow.”

Willow had refused at first, of course, but with some gentle nudging she had relented. She would do anything for Tara, even if it meant going up on stage and singing.

“Tara is the perfect girl,” Willow had thought, while she was looking through the songs to find the one that described just how she was feeling. “Why would she want to be with little Willow? I’m just…” – she had found the perfect song – “Ordinary.”

And now she was standing on stage, cursing her own inability to say no to Tara.

“I can’t really sing,” she whispered in the microphone and she winced a little at the laughter. “But this is for Tara.”

City lights shine down upon the place that I call home
Surrounded by a million but I feel like I'm alone
And I might be a nobody to you
But if I'm playing, would you listen?
If you would get to know me
Maybe you would love me
I'm so ordinary


Tara was looking at Willow, amazed someone would sing especially for her. She hadn’t thought Willow would do it; she had thought Willow would look at her like she was crazy and exclaim that she couldn’t sing, and why would she even try? Tara knew Willow had stage fright and was just teasing when she had said that Willow should go next. She had been curious what song Willow would pick, sure, but she had never thought she could get her to go up there.

But, obviously, she could and Willow was singing and she didn’t have a perfect voice, but the feelings were real.

Dragging ‘round an old guitar that I can't even play
I fade into your background like a piece of yesterday
I might be a nobody to you
But somewhere they're gonna listen

If you would get to know me
Maybe you would love me
I'm so ordinary
And if you would let me know you
Maybe I would show you
Wouldn't we be something?


Tara felt tears threatening to fall. How could someone like Willow really believe that she was ordinary? She wanted to stand up and scream that she would love to get to know Willow, that she wanted to be a part of her life, to be a part of her world. She looked at Willow singing and tried to communicate with her eyes what she was thinking, but Willow didn’t really look at the crowd.

Sad the way we always seem to pass by one another
Hiding, so afraid of the things we might discover
Caught up in a moment that only you can live in
You never know who's giving the air that you might breathe in


Willow had been staring at the microphone up until now, having a fight with herself while trying to sing.

“Just look at her! You’re singing the song for her; you could at least look at her. It’s not as if you’re the greatest singer in the world, you’re not doing this to get some kind of career! Come on, Willow, just look at Tara!”

When she peeked at Tara, she thought she saw a tear. Was she really that bad? Getting more and more nervous with the second, she tried to finish her song.

If you would get to know me
Maybe you would love me
I'm so ordinary
And if you would let me know you
Maybe I would show you
Wouldn't we be something?


Tara was starting to feel guilty about sending Willow up there. She obviously felt awkward and ill at ease, but it was amazing to hear her sing these words. Willow, Tara decided, was definitely not a nobody.

City lights shine down upon the place that I call home
Surrounded by a million but I feel like I'm alone
And I might be a nobody to you
But somewhere, they're gonna listen


Willow winced at the light and hesitant applause, and she fled back to her table. She tried not to look at Tara.

“I’m really sorry I was so bad, I told you I couldn’t sing and I made you cry and I didn’t mean to, I thought it was a great song…”

Tara laughed and grabbed Willow’s hands.

“I didn’t cry because you were a bad singer! I cried because I wondered how someone as special as you could ever think they were ordinary.”

Willow’s eyes lit up.

“Really?”

“Really. And, I have to say…”

Willow tried not to get her hopes up and forced herself to stay calm. “Yeah?”

Tara ducked behind her hair.

“I think we’d be great.”

The End

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