Hi!!
I love your spike imagines and I was wondering if you could write more of them, maybe ones where you are all upset and having a bad day because you are insecure and you don't want to tell spike but it will angry him that you feel that way but eventually he makes you tell him, then he makes you feel better 🥺
The day was rough, to say the least.
(Y/n) had gone shopping with Buffy and the other girls. It was great. Fun even. Until they wanted her to try on a dress. Just one dress. She tried it on and it did not look good. It hugged her curves all wrong and to top it all off some snooty girls laughed at her. Called her names.
Buffy almost went after them herself, only stopped by Willow.
It was a day ruined, instead of going to lunch with them after their shopping she went home.
Except she wasn’t expecting her boyfriend Spike to be there. How did he get there when the sun was still out? He was in her room riffling through her drawers? Again?
“What are you doing here?”
“What? A man can’t come visit his girl?” He said flustered, quickly shoving the sweater he was about to steal back into the drawer. What can he say? It was hard to sleep without her smell.
Her hand ended up on her hip, staring at him. “You are a vampire. It’s a sunny afternoon in California.”
“Alright, you got me there. But since you are here...” He stopped. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” She walked in deeper into her bedroom, laying down.
Spike rolled his eyes.
“Babe,”
“Spike... please.”
He sat down next to her, the leather of his jacket was cool against her hot skin. “Please.” She begged, quite close to tears from the horrible day. The bed squeaked slightly, turning her back to the blonde vampire.
“Come on, love.” He hated to see her upset. Whoever upset her was asking to be hurt. Honestly, he didn’t care how much it would hurt him. “Tell me?” She sniffled, wet tears began to dribbled down her cheeks. Finally she turned to look at him, he looked so worried. “Baby.” He pulled her close to him, smelling of dirt and leather, a bit of stale cigarettes and his own natural smell.
“It was so stupid,” she explained. The whole story from the beginning.
“I’m gonna kill’em.” Spike said instantly once the story was over.
Her eyes went wide. “Don’t.” He looked down at her and smiled. “Alright... but if I find out who it was I’m gonna give them a talkin’ too”
He kissed her head gently. “Don’t worry about them, love. You’re probably the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met and I’ve been around since fuck all.”
She laughed softly. “You’re body is sexy.” He ran his hands over her sides. “You’re probably the nicest person I know... I love you with every fiber of my being.” He mumbled, kissing her neck. “I hope you know that.”
“I love you Spike.”
“I love you too,”