Monosyllabic Eccentricity

Title: Monsters
Author: Crystal
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Post season 3, pres season 4.
Summary: Willow wakes Oz up.
Disclaimer: Joss definitely owns it all


This was the summer to be doing things. Usually the end of high school put you in the scary adult life situation. You were supposed to explore new things and venture out into the real world to see things before college started. But at that moment, all Willow could do was watch her werewolf boyfriend sleep.

Growing restless, she ran a hand through his hair, hoping to wake him from his slumber. He stirred and a warm feeling churned in her stomach as she awaited the opening of his green eyes. When they didn't open, she bent down to kiss him. Her lips touched his and their was a slight response on his part. She smiled and pulled back. His eyes remained closed. With a huff, she flopped back over to her side of the bed. Within moments she was pinned in place.

"As much as I enjoy your methods of waking me up, you must remember that you were the one that kept me up last night." Oz said as he rubbed his nose against hers.

Willow grinned wickedly. "Mm. Why do you think I wanted you up so early?"

An expression of shock almost crossed Oz's face. "I think I've created a monster." Willow beamed at him and leaned up to kiss him.

As soon as the kiss started getting heated, the door swung open. "Oz, where the fuck have you been? Practice started twenty minutes ago." Devon glared at the entwined couple.

Willow squeaked and buried herself deeper into the covers. Oz rolled onto his back and made sure she was covered. He glanced at the clock before looking at Devon and raising an eyebrow. "Since when did practice start at ten in the morning?"

"Since I started trying to improve myself. Since when did you turn your girlfriend into a nympho? You kept waking me up last night." Devon said leaning against the door frame.

Willow squeaked again and hid her blushing face underneath the sheet. Oz stroked her hair. "So glad that self improvement thing is working for you." He muttered.

Devon shook his head. "Whatever. Be in the basement in ten minutes " He sauntered out, closing the door behind him.

Oz lifted the sheet enough to see her face. "You can come out now." She smiled sheepishly and then glared at him.

"You really need a padlock on you door." She whispered jokingly.

"I know." He swept a hand through her hair. "I don't want to leave you."

She smiled. "Go practice. Before Devon has us locked away from each other."
She kissed him softly. "I'll watch some TV until you get back."

"You are amazing."

"I know. Go, before I change my mind and don't let you out of this bed." Oz gave her a lewd look. "Don't look at me like that mister! Go!" She said, shoving him playfully.

Oz sat up and gathered some clothes off the floor. He dressed quickly and reluctantly walked towards the door. He shot her grin before opening the door. "I'll be back for you."

"I'm expecting it." She smiled grabbing the remote and settling in for daytime TV.

Oz shook his head, sucking in a large breath and ventured downstairs to listen to the self proclaimed rock god.