Morning Ritual

Written for Gillards_Girl (who won a silly poll I wrote about Bubblegum). She requested Spike and Xander and something else…

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"I love it," Xander said.
"Mmm," Spike agreed. "The way they curve and dip. Fit perfectly in my hand."
"And so hot! When you use that syrup..."
"You like that, do you?"
"God, yes."
"Patience, prat, you'll get what you want soon enough."
This had become their ritual after Spike moved in. Xander hated to admit how  much he looked forward to this every morning, and he'd never tell anyone about it. Spike wouldn't either, considering his tough guy reputation.
They both jumped and grabbed as the waffles popped up from the toaster. Xander was faster for once. Oh, yeah!