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First off im so sorry I haven’t been posting as much as usual but ive been pretty down lately. I dunno why im blue but I am very sorry! I’ll try to post more often as of next week. Secondly wow, you guys are incredible, the support you’re all giving me for this is just wow. So heres a special thanx to those who have been kind enough to let me know what you think. Tammydevil666, Brat, Annie, MarstersGirl13, Saltygoodness, Flibble, MidnightGirl, BuffyandSpikeForever, Shelly, Moonorchid, Mariana, CordyKitten, Caitie, Neo, Spuffette, Neo, Daisy, Bint, Beasleysmom, Alisson, Crystal Pegasus, Pam, Uncagedmuse/Rae, Opal, Blondiebear, Melissa g, Devin…
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Buffy woke up to the tv’s blue screen. When had she fallen asleep? She remembered watching the Princess Bride and she remembered Spike putting in that Mounted cobra movie, or something like that.

She yawned and went to stretch but stiffened when she felt something behind her. She turned her head a little bit and smiled to herself. She was lying against Spike, his arm draped loosely over her waist. He looked so adorable when he was sleeping she couldn’t help but stare. Those amazing blue eyes of his flittered into her minds eye and she sighed. A girl could definitely drown in those. With his face relaxed her reminded her of an angel. The soft sound of his breathing, his perfect lips, his drool-worthy body (ya, she’d noticed). When it all came down to it, he was a god. She snuggled back into his warmth and closed her eyes again. His arm pulled her closer while he slept and she let it, what was the harm in snuggling with a friend right?


When Spike woke up the birds where already chirping. God he hated those loud l’il assholes. A bloke couldn’t get a decent sleep with-what the bloody hell? He looked down and noticed Buffy pressed against him, a slight smile played on her sleeping features.

‘She’s so beautiful’ Spike realised in shock. He’d known she was a pretty bint before this morning sure, he wasn’t blind, but the way the rays of sun filtered in through the windows and danced on her face made him come to terms with just how breathtaking she was. Just then a small whimper sound came from her mouth and her brow furrowed slightly. Instinctively he held her tighter and started to talk to her softly.

“It’s okay kitten, Spike’s got you, shhhh now pet.”

It warmed his heart that his words seemed to ease her and bring back the smile that had been there earlier. He didn’t know how long he sat there watching her as she dreamt but when she started to come to he felt himself disappointed. What he wouldn’t give for another 10 minutes of just holding her.

She cracked open an eye and looked up at him. “Hey you.”

“Hey yourself. Sleep well?”

“Better then I have in a long time” she admitted and stretched out, Spike winced and prayed to god she couldn’t feel the affect her wiggling had on him.

He cleared his throat. “Want some breakfast luv’?”

“Waffles?” she asked and batted her eyes up at him.

He laughed, she looked so fucken adorable when she was trying to get what she wanted. “Anything for my Buffy.”
His comment shocked them both and neither one spoke for a moment. When she opened her mouth he braced himself for some sort of lecture or put down, what he got was unexpected.

“I’m…I’m your Buffy?”

She asked the question with such vulnerability that he couldn’t help but run his hand through her hair, brushing away the stray locks that had fallen in front of her face.

“Of course.”

Buffy smiled brightly at him. He had no idea what it meant to her to hear that. She’d always thought she could never compare to the one he had imagined and now here he was, saying she was his. She leaned in and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, “Thank you” she whispered before jumping off the couch, leaving a stunned Spike still lying there. As she headed to the stairs to go and change she turned around and gave him a coy smile. “I’ll be done in 20 minutes, my waffles better be waiting.” She said with a giggle and ran up the steps.

“Minx” he shouted when he snapped out of his ‘Buffy kissed me’ daze. He got up and went to the kitchen, more light-hearted then he’d been in a long while.







“This has to be the best thing I’ve ever had in my mouth.” Buffy moaned while shoving another forkful of the waffles he had made down her throat.

“I can guarantee I’ve got something better to go in there.”

That did it. She choked. Hard coughs raked her body and she tried to give him the evil eye but it wasn’t working as well as she hoped it would, he was still smirking like a pig.

“Spike really, not at the dinner table PLEASE!”

“Listen pet, I don’t know why your mind was in the gutter, I suspect it was because you want my tight hot body. What I was referring to was the fruit salad I made, it’s on the counter.”

Buffy’s eyes travelled to the bowl on the counter and low and behold, there was a fruit salad in it. A blush rose to her cheeks. “Um…it does look good, and for the record I don’t want your tight hot body.”

“But you admit it’s hot and tight?”

Buffy was on the verge of a major lecture about how she didn’t but then she threw that idea to the wind. If he wanted to play that game she could too!

“First off Spike, you’re Mr Innuendo man so don’t play as if you were just talking about fruit in a bowl, secondly, you do have a hot body.”

She smirked at the look of shock that passed over his usually smug looking face before continuing. “And do you know why I’m okay admitting that?”

Spike only shook his head ‘no’.

“Because I know you want my body too.”

“Where did you get that crazy idea kitten?” he asked, trying to regain his hold on top in this conversation.

“Where did I get that idea Spike? Well it was pressing into my stomach when I woke up this morning.”

Bloody hell, she had noticed. He went to retaliate but she had already left the room and was headed for the shower.

She called down from the top of the stairs. “Spike I’m gonna make sure there’s only cold water left for you okay? I think you need it more then warm.”

The door slammed closed after her final taunt and Spike moaned, leaning his head on the table.

Just friends his ass!



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