Title: Amused
Summary:Wesley frames Angel and sits back to enjoy the show.
Pairing: Angel/Wesley
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I didn't make them up. I wish I did but I didn't. I do get to play with them sometimes though, and I say 'play' because I don't get any money out of it so it cannot in any way be described as 'work'.
Concrits: welcome in comments
Wesley watched Cordelia march into Angel's room and stand in front of his desk, her hands resting on her hips in her I'm-about-to-tear-you-a-new-one-and-you-have-to-sit-there-and-take-it position. Wesley loved the way she looked when she did that. Well, perhaps only when she wasn't aiming her wrath at him.
Long experience had taught Wesley that you always took amusement in any shape and form you found it. He leaned back on his chair, grabbing hold of the biscuits he saved for special occasions and settled down to enjoy the show. He may have mentioned to Cordelia that Angel had refused to take him to the one and only really authentically English pub in the city. He may even have played up his homesickness and mentioned how that was the only place that felt like home in the whole of LA.
After all, there was nothing more fun in life than watching your boyfriend get lectured about treating you right.
Especially if it was Cordelia doing the lecturing.