Just so you know I haven’t gone all angsty, a post-season eight drabble:
Spike held the mug of blood in his hands. “Dawnie says you’re gay now.”
“What?” Buffy tried not to drop her tea.
“She says while I was out in Hell-A, you got yourself a pretty little Slayer girlfriend. True?”
“She… we… not anymore. Not a girlfriend. But we…”
“It’s just that last night, you seemed pretty intent on my boy parts.”
She turned around and looked at him. “I thought you were dead. Satsu loved me and I needed to be loved. But it’s over.”
“S’okay, pet. I understand. Y’know that mole on Angel’s right cheek?”
“Angel doesn’t have a… Oh!”
Originally posted at http://seasonal-spuffy.livejournal.com/275068.html
