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A/N: This is a birthday present for CorruptedSmile who wanted Oz/Xander. Here you go XD I hope you like it.

Oz-kisses

There was a knock on Xander’s door. That in itself wasn’t that unusual – Xander’s door was a door like any other and it positively invited knocking. What was unusual was that he hadn’t ordered food delivery and he’d just come back from a Scooby meeting so it couldn’t be one of them. Nobody else knew (or indeed cared about) where Xander lived. All this made him a bit wary and he made sure to have an axe handy as he opened the door.

It was Oz.

“Oz!” exclaimed Xander in surprise.

Oz nodded. “Xander.”

He then looked expectantly, until Xander moved from the doorway and let him in.

“I thought you were in Tibet or somewhere similar. But you’re here. In my flat here, even, which I didn’t know you knew where it was. Have you seen the girls yet? When did you come back? How did you know where I lived?”

The torrent of words would have continued if Oz hadn’t moved closer to kiss Xander gently. It wasn’t even a kiss so much as lips leaning against each other, but it shut Xander up. Were those Oz-kisses? But Oz-kisses were supposed to be for Willow, even though she now had Tara-kisses as well and maybe she didn’t need Oz-kisses anymore.

“You kissed me.”

“Yes.”

Xander’s confusion wasn’t cleared by that simple answer. If anything, he looked even more confused.

“Why?”

Oz smile that almost smile that used to belong to Willow.

“Pack,” was the only thing he said before bestowing more kissed on Xander.

Pack, thought Xander. I can work with that.