#and yeah; he knew he was probably aiding an Eye ritual; but he didn't know how Soon that would be an issue and what are you supposed to do?

[enjoyvoidblack]

Was midway through typing out a defense of Jon's decisions in light of how everyone (including Jonny) seems to think he could've done much better, but then I remembered he walked up to Jude Perry's front door and knocked and yknow what post cancelled actually. For that alone this man is an idiot (affectionate)

[bahngarang]

chapter 8.0 ☆ bingus's big day out

ss: 11

wc: 1,850

cw: lost cat, bingus being a terror to society, (1) sex joke

yn knew immediately something was wrong when they didn't wake up suffocated by fur. it was a daily ritual at this point. bingus was their alarm, always waking them up at seven o'clock in the morning on the dot for his breakfast. he was a very fussy feline. 

the apartment felt quiet as yn went about their morning routine... too quiet. no random crashing sounds, no muffled meows from their cupboards, nothing. they hadn't realised how much they were used to all the background noise from bingus's escapades until it wasn't there. it was almost eerie.

it was when yn put his food bowl down and he didn't come that they really got suspicious. even sleeping, he had a sixth sense for food, always appearing the moment they even considered opening the fridge. usually bingus would be all up in their business while they made food – for him or for themselves. always trying to eat things off the counter, or scraps off the floor, which resulted in yn having to drag him away from things that weren't good for him many a time.

even shaking the treat bag in a couple of rooms didn't yield their black void of fur coming running.

and then they saw it – their front door, slightly ajar. yn's heart dropped, panic flooding their system. 

they turned their apartment upside down. clearing out every cabinet, ruining their very carefully organised storage closet, and completely trashing their room. still no cat. still no bingus.

yn was buzzing as they practically bolted down the hall after haphazardly pulling their leathers on, mashing the button for the elevator impatiently. the ride down felt three times as long as it usually was. even though it was less than a minute, it was almost an eternity before they could get to the parking garage under the building.

in a similar fashion, yn managed to hit every red light on the way to the park. which did absolutely nothing to aid the anxiety in their chest – who was it that had their cat? was it actually their cat? would they hold him hostage for the reward?

okay, that one was probably not going to happen, since whoever it was was so adamantly against receiving the money. but, someone out there would be that crazy over melon. someone somewhere.

it took far too long to find somewhere to park their bike, and yn stumbled, almost crashing into a bush after tripping over their own feet. luckily, no one else had witnessed that particular L, except a small magpie staring at them in a judgy way.

it was hard going at a pace above a walk, hobbling on a rolled ankle, but they managed it. not very well, granted, but after nearly two days of not being absolutely smothered by their obnoxiously overbearing cat, yn was missing him in a way that gripped their heart tight and squeezed to almost bursting. heart hammering above the sounds of their footsteps. 

and when yn finally saw bingus again, bundled up in the arms of someone that couldn't tear their eyes away from their cat to look at. and it definitely was him – the black kitty's croaky meow hitting their ears, accompanied by a deep feeling of relief sweeping over them.

it was all okay now. bingus was there, 50 meters away. he wasn't lost, he was coming home. everything was going to be fine.

yn jogged over to him, pulling out his little harness and leash they used to take him on walks, but first, and more importantly, kissing his little head and scratching behind his ears and checking him from any obvious mishaps while he yelled at them. "hi baby, yes, i know, i know. i missed you too."

"can you- yeah, thanks." the person holding bingus maneuvered him in their hold so yn could clip the harness around him.

only, bingus didn't seem to like that, protesting loudly and wriggling his way out of their arms and dropping to the ground. now, that wasn't necessarily an issue – yn kneeled down (amidst many muttered complaints and creaky joints) to do it from there... only for the cat to trot a few steps away and sit down, licking his paw in a decidedly superior way.

"don't do this right now," yn muttered, sighing and shuffling forward on their knees to repeat the action.

bingus did not like that either.

"you have got to be kidding me... i saved you from the streets and this is how you repay me?"

"he's a rescue?" the person who'd brought bingus back to yn finally spoke up, and, to their unsurprised, but growing horror, the voice was eerily similar to that of lee minho.

yn didn't look at him, they didn't want to face the facts right now until they absolutely had to. they just sat down on their knees, already beginning to feel them going numb, because good circulation was just one of the other things their body couldn't produce. "i guess. i found him in an alleyway when i was on my way to work a year ago."

"ah." there was silence, punctuated by a quiet sneeze. "so.. should we go after him?"

"probably." yn let out a quiet groan as they pushed themselves back up to standing, wincing at the pinch in their hip. "can you...?"

"yeah, we'll help."

we? looking over, yn saw seungmin standing slightly behind minho, his eyes slightly red-rimmed – they guessed it was the cat allergy.

"thanks."

bingus was not an easy cat to catch. he seemed to be in a particularly playful mood, staying in one place long enough for the three of them to think they had the upper hand. but no. he was fast, and surprisingly cunning for such a dumb cat. even while eating grass. yn, truthfully, wasn't able to help much – more used to being able to wait it out while bingus had his zoomies.

but that was in an enclosed space, where they could supervise. this was a public park, where he could get into all sorts of trouble. mostly, they just watched minho and seungmin run after bingus like headless chickens – an, admittedly, hilarious sight. with all their ailments, running... was not really something they did. only in short bursts, and with a recovery time that far exceeded the actual run time. the cost-benefit analysis was not checking out. but they were... at least trying? because bingus was not just going to get himself lost a second time. yn could deal with the consequences later.

even if they wanted to, it wasn't like they could do it anyway. after only a few minutes, they were panting and wheezing like a dog, a metallic tang creeping into their mouth. yn's legs were screaming at them, begging them not to move any further. and at this point, it was either listen, or stay in bed for the next week or so, which wasn't exactly ideal. they were surprised they'd even managed to run this long in the first place.

yn sat down heavily on the grass, and it took a good ten minutes or so to get their breath back, and for their heart to stop thumping against their ribs. bingus had still managed to evade capture. minho and seungmin were... trying their best. he was a difficult cat, yn couldn't blame them.

it took... a while – but eventually, minho managed to pin bingus down, and yn booked it across the park to wrangle him into the harness.

now, the black cat was loudly complaining to anyone who would listen that he had been kidnapped, and was being held hostage by these awful people, and they were torturing him by not letting him roam free in the wild. from the cat who had to have his dinner at 7 pm on the dot, who had to eat it with his owner or he wouldn't touch it, and had a bedtime. he was a spoiled brat, he just liked to cosplay as a rebel.

"sorry about that..." yn mumbled sheepishly. bingus's leash was tied around their waist so he couldn't get far. hopefully he would give up trying to test its limits soon.

minho shrugged next to them on the park bench. "do you have the melon?"

yn chuckled quietly, reaching into the cat backpack beside them to pull out the fruit, handing it over to him. minho spent a few minutes checking it over, before nodding to himself, satisfied.

bingus decided to give up on his second escape attempt, flopping dramatically into yn's lap. he started purring like a motor as soon as their hand hovered over his dark fur. he acted so independent until he came into contact with anyone willing to pet him.

"he's very... friendly," seungmin commented, accompanied by a quiet sniffle. "i couldn't get him off me earlier."

"ah... yeah. sorry about that." minho reached over to let bingus sniff his fingers. "just to warn you, he-... yeah." yn finished defeatedly as the cat started gently chewing on minho's fingers. it wasn't painful, by any means – yn had experienced it enough. but it was still weird. although maybe that was just cats.

"is he like this all the time?"

"yeah. he's a bit of a freak." bingus's tail flicked as if in response to yn's words, and he chirped indignantly, standing up and climbing up onto their chest, his fishy breath hitting them face-on. "... hello?"

"yes, thank you, i love you too, baby-" bingus gently licked at their nose, his sandpapery tongue scraping over their skin. yn turned their head to get the cat treats out of their cat backpack to coax him in there, when he chose to start licking... somewhere else.

"ew! you beast!" yn exclaimed, pulling bingus off them by the scruff of his neck. "in my ear? what's wrong with you?"

"he's just showing his love," seungmin murmured in amusement.

"which, as i am very well aware, he is able to do in other ways than licking inside my ear canal like a weirdo."

"you have no respect for his weirdo spirit," minho said.

"no, I don't." as soon as yn opened the treat bag, bingus snapped to attention. they chuckled, waving it in the air and watching his eyes follow. thankfully, the usual method of placing a few treats in the bag worked like a charm and finally, bingus's overnight camping trip had been packed up.

yn stood up, pulling the backpack carefully over their shoulders as to not agitate the cat inside too much. "uhm... thanks for.. getting him back to me."

"you're welcome."

smiling awkwardly, yn turned on their heel and began walking back to their bike. already, they were over-analysing everything they said and did during that hour. it was going to be a long night.

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[fitrahgolden]

There's a world you need to know: 10 - Finally, you have found yourself with me

"Anthony."

He didn't respond. Kate couldn't believe he actually fell asleep in such an uncomfortable position. Really, she couldn't believe how willing he was to stay with her all night in her closet. Before then, no one knew about her ritual. She didn’t want to worry Edwina, Mary, or Simon. The fact that there was something about her only Anthony knew made her smile. She wanted them to know each other like no one else ever could.

"Anthony, you should probably get it up," Kate said as she rubbed his cheek. Finally, he started to stir– and immediately winced.

"Ffffuuuuck." He slowly shifted onto his back. "Christ, what the hell–"

He opened his eyes just enough to see Kate's face. She looked concerned.

"Oh, hey. What's wrong?" He tried to sit up and groaned loudly.

"That's what's wrong. Being a supportive boyfriend broke your body."

"Worth it." Anthony's voice was strained as he continued to move at a snail's pace trying to get up.

"I'm not so sure. Come on. I ran a bath and added some salts." Kate stood and helped Anthony do the same.

"Will you be joining me?"

She gave him a derisive look. "Anthony. You've seen my tub. It's not the swimming pool you have in your bathroom. It seats one, especially when that one is hunched over, taking ages shuffling down the hall."

"Ouch. Way to kick a man while he's down."

"Does it help if I call it tough love?"

"Mmm. It really does."

Once Kate got Anthony settled in the bathtub, she kissed him on the cheek and got up. "Try to keep your shoulders and neck submerged. I'll be right back."

Anthony started to relax. Kate reappeared in no time with buttered toast, fruit, and chai. "What do you want first?"

"The chai, please." He started to lift an arm to grab the mug, but Kate pushed it back down.

"No, no. Keep everything in the water. I'll feed you."

Anthony thought he'd feel ridiculous, being spoon fed while in a bath, but truthfully, it was wonderful, being looked after like this. He couldn't remember the last time someone tended to him with such care.

"Are you starting to feel better?"

"Yeah, actually. Why aren't you eating?"

"I already did. Here."

He took a bit of toast and looked up at Kate.

"What? Is everything OK?"

Anthony smiled warmly at her. "Yes, everything is perfect. Thank you. For taking care of me, I mean."

Kate leaned down and kissed him. She pressed her forehead to his temple. "You take care of me. I take care of you. Forever."

Forever.  There was that word again. And this time, Anthony was sure she said it on purpose– and meant it. 

—

Kate was looking at her phone, sitting on her couch with her legs tucked underneath her, when Anthony emerged from her room. "Hey. Are you feeling any better?"

As Anthony walked past he gently took her phone out of her hands and put it on the coffee table as he settled on the other end of the couch. He pulled her over until she was resting her head on his chest. "Much. A full, miraculous recovery, really. I’m truly a medical marvel."

"Liar."

"If you require proof, I'll enthusiastically oblige."

"I guarantee if you try, you'll fuck everything up again."

"Wait, are you saying I’m on probation?"

Kate scooted up a bit and started trailing kisses along the side of his neck. "Yes."

Anthony's eyes rolled back and he sighed. "Then what you're doing right now is cruel as fuck."

Kate laughed as she sat up, straddling him. "Fair enough."

Anthony looked up at her and rubbed his hands up and down her arms.

Kate cocked her head to the side, "What is it?"

"Are you OK?"

"Oh. Yeah, I really am. I promise."

"You're sure?"

"Anthony, I've been dealing with this my whole life. I've found something that works. I'm sure."

"Have you ever thought about using sleep aids?"

She shook her head. "Don't like them."

"Maybe–"

Kate leaned forward and carefully put her arms around Anthony's neck. "Baby. This is my wheelhouse, remember? I'm fine. You don't need to fix this. OK?"

"OK."

"You're not convinced."

"No, but I suppose that's my problem, not yours."

"That's right," she said with a smile.

After a quick kiss, Anthony cleared his throat. "Um… Did my being there help at all? Or would it have been better if I'd left?"

Kate's widened smile made him tingle all over. "It helped."

"Then wake me up," he responded quickly, earnestly.

"No." Her response was just as quick.

"Kate, I wanna be there for you if it makes it better."

"Then, if you happen to wake up, I won't kick you out of my closet."

"Or mine."

She giggled. "Or yours. We could fit an actual bed in your closet."

"Do you want to?"

"You're so silly."

"No, I'm serious."

Kate sighed and started massaging Anthony's neck. "You, my Lord, are exhausting. In the best possible way. Does this feel OK?"

"Fuck, yessss," Anthony hissed.

Kate laughed and continued to work his neck and shoulders. After a couple of minutes, she started to get up, but Anthony gripped her hips, keeping her in place.

"I'm just gonna get behind you. If the obscene noises you're making are any indication, this is helping."

"I know what else would help. Speaking of obscene noises…" He held her down against his pelvis as he ground upwards.

Despite moving against him in kind, Kate rolled her eyes, "This will not help at all."

Anthony moved one hand up to her throat, and at her moan, moved it further up so he could open her mouth with his thumb. He smiled smugly when she immediately took it in, like he knew she would. He slowly moved it in and out as he said, "Have you not heard of endorphins, Ms. Sharma? Maybe I need to see your credentials again." She bit down hard on his thumb and he pulled it out with a chuckle. He knew he had her. 

"We need to get ready for lunch at your mum's," Kate said, though her voice was weak and her fingers were on the button of his trousers.

"See, I know you're trying to pour cold water on this situation, but I will not be deterred. Unless you tell me to stop." He pulled up the bottom of her dress and started playing with her underwear. "Tell me to stop. I dare you."

"Ugh, fuck you."

"Please and thank you."

"I have one condition." She was already short of breath.

"What's that, Ms. Sharma?"

"Let me do the work."

Anthony pouted, "But–"

"Shh…" Kate was already kissing down his chest. "Only you would complain about your girlfriend wanting to give you a blowjob, you munch."

—

"Kate!"

Hyacinth ran down the hall, Gregory hot on her heels.

Anthony and Kate had barely gotten through the door before Kate was bending down to catch the kids in a hug. "Aw, hey, guys. I've missed you."

Anthony smiled down at them. He could tell Kate was surprised by the reception. Surprised and thankful.

"Ooh, is this Newton?!"

The kids looked over at the puppy Anthony had on a lead.

"Yes, I was told I wouldn't be allowed inside without him."

"Well, that's hardly true," Gregory responded. Hyacinth cut her eyes at him. "I said ‘hardly,’ didn’t I?"

"Can we play with him? Please?" Hyacinth was chomping at the bit.

"Yes, he'd probably love that."

Before she'd even finished her sentence, Gregory snatched the lead from Anthony and the kids headed merrily back down the hall.

"They didn't even know I was here," Anthony laughed.

Kate wrapped her arms around his waist. "No one can compete with Newton."

"No," Anthony shook his head and looked into her eyes. "It wasn't just Newton."

"Kate, I'm so sorry I couldn't get to you before Greg and Hy accosted you." Violet held her arms out and Kate stepped into them.

"Not at all, Violet. They're wonderful. I think they just kidnapped my dog, though."

"Oh, dear. They will be asking for their own by the end of the day, no doubt."

"Probably not a great idea–"

"Why don't you let me worry about that, please." Her voice had a sudden edge to it as Violet turned to Anthony.

Kate's brow furrowed as she looked between the two during the beat Violet took before softening and kissing her son on the cheek.

"I'm so glad you two are here! Come on, then. Lunch is ready."

As Violet turned away, Kate reached up to rub Anthony's neck. "Everything alright?"

"Yep." He gave her a tight smile that was clearly bullshit.

He moved to follow his mum, but Kate tugged on his hand. "Anthony."

"What? You want to talk about this in the middle of the foyer?"

"So, there is something to talk about."

"Jesus, Kate. Can you please just turn it off for now?"

Kate's mouth parted slightly and Anthony winced at the look on her face. He ran his fingers through his hair and kissed her hand.

"I'm sorry. Let's just–"

"Yeah, let's." Kate let go of his hand and walked past him.

—

“Kate, I know you have about five jobs, but we’re working on adding classes at Art Blanche and I was wondering if you would consider giving a class. We can work around your schedule, maybe once a week?”

Anthony rolled his eyes, “Ben–”

“I’d love to if I have time. Let me think about it. I’ll come by your shop sometime next week to check it out.”

“Maybe I can court you away from whoever you get your supplies from.”

Kate raised an eyebrow and shrugged. “We’ll see.”

“Ben has been letting us work at his store, Kate.” Ben leaned over behind Hyacinth and mouthed work with air quotations.

“Then I’ll have to come by during your shift.”

Anthony put an arm around Kate. “Guys, please. Give her a break.”

“I’m fine.” Kate shrugged him off. 

The conversation did move on and while Kate did let Anthony rest his hand on her thigh under the table, she barely acknowledged him. By the end of the meal, it was all Anthony could do to keep from pouting, which he could admit to himself was childish as fuck.

“Thank you so much for having me, Violet. I’m sorry I can’t stay longer, but I should really get some work done this afternoon. But, Eloise, I will call you about that music lecture in London if you’re sure you and Francesca want to come.”

Francesca nodded. “We’d love t–”

“Yes, please!” Eloise turned to glare at Benedict and Colin snickering at her enthusiastic outburst. “I can be excited about things.”

“Yeah.” Colin smirked. “A lecture. It’s very on brand”

“Greg. Hy.” Anthony looked over to his siblings being suspiciously quiet in the corner. “I think you have something that belongs to Kate?”

The pair slowly turned, Newton cradled against Hyacinth. “We weren’t trying to keep him, honestly.”

“Can we watch him for you the next time you go out of town, though? I think he likes us.” Greg said as Hyacinth handed the puppy over.

“I’m certain he does. You two can be his official dog sitters, if Violet says it’s OK.”

“Mum, please!”

“We’ll see.”

Anthony grasped Kate’s hand as they finished their goodbyes, thankful when she squeezed back.

Back in his car, he looked over at Kate, who, of course, was looking right back at him.

“Look, things between my mum and I are… I don’t know, weird and inconsistent right now. I didn’t feel like talking about it–I still don’t–but I shouldn’t have snapped at you. I’m sorry.”

Kate grabbed his hand and rubbed his fingers against her lips. A good sign, he knew, and let out a relieved breath. “Thank you. My reaction was a bit out of proportion. I, of all people, should know when not to push.”

After a few moments of silence, Anthony leaned over slowly, giving Kate time to stop him, before kissing her softly. “Can I still come to yours?”

She smiled and nodded. “But you have to let me work. And I really do think you should take it easy for the rest of the day. Maybe another hot bath. You’re still stiff.”

“Well, at least part of me–”

“Shut up. You’re so corny.”

[cyggiestardust]

Medical, hospital, anaphylaxis, NDE

again

And again I say from the emergency room, "NOT FUCKIN TODAY DEATH" after having sat a very productive session at the altar and rising to discover, from the aid of my ESA's insistence, that the new lotus incense I'd used for communion used

JUNIPER

in its recipe somewhere, and my little Eye In the Dark was trying to tell me that no, I wasn't panicking, I mean yes I was panicking but no yeah, I was going into anaphylaxis.

Again.

But this time it was worse, because I was home alone and had to think fuckin fast about my next moves because I knew I wouldn't be able to find the name brand epipen and I would never be able to do ten seconds while I was fading out.

So I chew first like 3, then like 2 more Claritin while I'm on with the 911 operator that I desperately had to figure out how to first dial, and then explain my situation. I lost count.

I don't drop, I deflate. I was deflating.

I managed to disassemble the thing properly but then, reading comprehension disappeared.

I can't tell you how many times my guide yelled at me to get back to my body.

Again, I'm hearing the lights and they sound like if you turned a whiny dude asking "but why won't you do it" but it's in Enochian or something (it wasn't English) and the last thing that happens before it's still is there's that one "ba-BAM" that usually means I'm either on the way In or Out.

The NEXT thing I know I've managed to convey to the cop I need help somehow because he's got the Epipen going and doing the ten second countdown.

The way the lungs stop in this reaction, I stop being able to get the air in, but out works so well that it'd be like...well you know those vacuum sealer bags? It's like that. And you stop being able to communicate (I mean the voice needs air). I had to pidgin sign it to him because it was all the strength I had before I dropped.

I could feel the epinephrine as it went through my body. It felt like pulling the Middle Pillar ritual in reverse, with this...orb of fire working its way up through the body, restarting my heart and blasting my airways open with the same violence as just stabbing the bag with a pen instead of opening it properly.

I can tell you that the fast one, the name brand one, works so fast that it hurts, and your return breath could probably be heard a floor down.

The slow ones, they move slow enough that you can feel things restarting, almost gently, and I was aware enough to know that the ball of fire that I was about to exhale and inhale at the same time didn't make a noise.

My roommate once said that my face in front of them dying on the couch over and over was one of THE big traumas that led up to our eventual handparting. I thank everything in existence basically that they didn't have to see it a second time, because even with my quick thinking, I would have had to be jolted back manually.

...what nobody tells you is a chunk of the fight is gonna be the ride to the hospital.

The reaction decided to do laps around my body and wreak havoc on every system. At one point I was WILDLY arrhythmic — tachychardic — now there's fever and chills. There go the hives, under the electrodes of all places. Throat spasms.

Then I start hearing the lights again, with the screaming glowing grey white light and the music, and I know I'm gonna spend this entire ride basically fighting god, as it were, because this isn't where I get off and as much as I can feel Death dragging me Out I'm fighting back like I'm fighting the mob in knee deep swamps.

Convulsions are "fun." I basically fell in and out of my body for the entire ride. I'm dizzy and tired.

I would later discover my Fitbit logged this as 99 floors. (The app makes a more conservative estimate of 26.)

As dismissive as the EMTs in the ambulance started off, I've found out that they'd rather I not check myself back out home without getting usable cardiac numbers. Remember the symptoms cycling around thing? We couldn't get heart numbers because they were wild at the time.

So I'm here for the rest of the night basically until they're SURE stepping into the house isn't just going to give me a case of the die again.

[idjitlili]

Don’t stop me now

Spike btvs x reader

Summary:Imagine looking like  Freddie Mercury as a woman like in a 'I want to break free' with a hoover  dancing only for an 100+ vampire to join in, unknowingly.

A/n: what can I say , I've been busy with college , and I'm British so we know spike is gonna know Queen too.

Word count: 3891 Y/c=country(or just a state in America I don't know, the whole world isn't America lol.

It was strange to say the least; working for wolfram & hart, you had came from y/c to here, working for a law firm run by a vampire with a soul.  

Mental if you ask yourself , you had known Wesley when you was younger, actually he had brought you a ticket to Los Angeles , since your parental figure had called him , and let him know about everything really. Well just that you were now y/a , and in need of a job. That was it you were here now.

You weren't sure what your job was really , you definitely was not a social butterfly, Wesley had mentioned you had to crack codes? Now that you think about it , something to do with researching different demon rituals? That's not the correct word , anyways to do that had write summaries for Angel's upcoming meetings with these different species.

You ever had your own office, you could live in there honestly.  

There was a lot going on all the time, frankly it was kinda scary , knowing no one apart from Wesley, who clearly knotted up by the scientist, Fred. Yet you was always invited to the important meetings , you had guessed Wes had put in a word , to help you feel welcome or included. There wasn't really a purpose for you being there.

You were a little nervous that maybe one of them, probably the vampire ,Angel , not knowing that the blond British man was one too, could read your mind. What would he find the that  was terrifying (except you read dirty smut) . You were sat by Wes , at the end of the table closest to the window. Which also meant you were sat next to Angel, with the jelled blond bad boy opposite you.

"Okay, so cannibal vampire cult...what's with that, and why is that a problem?" Angel had began , with the same brooding face as , he had on 24 hours a day.  

Gunn , had cleared his throat briefly, causing everyone to turn their heads towards him. "Well, it's quite simple, they are killing all our clients."  Yeah this was waste of your life, you had already began doodling on the notepad in front of you. Unknowingly forgetting you were in an 'significant'  meeting.  

Not knowing how much time had gone by, felt like hours , freshly finished school and know you were here? Sucky. You were only jolted out of your thoughts when a foot had nudged yours, looking up slowly to the man in front of you , waiting for your reaction.

He was quite handsome you could not deny that, a small blush had raised to your cheeks , as he had caught you in a trance of boredom, you had lifted your eyebrows at him in confusion. With nothing but a smirk in response you had tried to listen again to the meeting.

"So you are saying we need bait? But who would we use? This whole place is monsters, "  Fred's face with disgust at the word 'monsters' as she delivered her thoughts, Wes thought for a moment his hand at his lip, indicting so as he looked at the pine table.  

"No,not necessarily," He had gestured to you , all eyes on you, feeling like a stripper, wow this is attention? Blush upon your face once again,"w-wha" choking on your own words ,before Angel had shook his head "Absolutely not, Wes, that's not fair."

"Yeah! I'm human too."

"And me, hey! So are you Wes."

"Uhhh, Mister Angel, " What else was you supposed to call him? Dad?  He had looked at you from the disagreement, nodding for you to go on.  

"S-say if I was, uh, what's the chances of me dying?"   The pencil in your hands being gripped tightly in your now sweaty palms, but Angel is not given chance to reply. "He wouldn't allow that, love. Would you 'mister' Angel" the blond vampire smirk was evident as he looked at the brooding brunette.

"Hold on a second, why do they want a human, if they are cannibal?" Okay that did make sense, use your ears y/n.

"They can't just drink each other , they need something other than other vampires. That's only when they actually find one of ours." Yeah, you guess that the blond man did make sort of sense, you had just "hm" in response.

You had turned to Wesley, gesturing for him to come closer, so that you could whisper into his ear, the rest watched in confusion. Hold on Angel still didn't answer your question. "Uh, um, did you volunteer me because I'm a virgin? Does that make me more attractive to the vampires?" You had really hoped that no one had super hearing, Wes pondered for a second, your hand still on his shoulder.

"I'm not quite sure, I'm probably not the best person to ask , you should bring that up with Angel." Wow thank you , so much. You moved back into sitting in your chair correctly. Twiddling your thumbs, to pretend like no one was looking at you,felt like hours that you were sat there, before your foot was nudged again, you peeped up to see the same blond man looking at you. Who else is it going to be? Johnny Depp? No.

"Come on ,love." You weren't even sure of his name, and he was calling you love. Instead of speaking you had just stared back blankly. Most awkward meeting. "Would you just ask me then? Surely it's not that bad,no one else has to hear." Only his Spike saw the look Angel was giving him, awww soft boy. He did not seem like he was evil..only if you knew him a couple of years ago.

You had stood up, in hopes spike would do the same,so you wouldn't have to kneel next to him and whisper. He stood up as you made your way to him , moving away from the table, before turning back to the others. "You lot carry on, " With that he led you away out of Angel's office to an empty one. This is so dramatic but you don't really want to be talking about your virginity to these people, well except spike.

"So,love, what's the problem?" He had towered over you, he was quite handsome yes, but you felt intimidated in honesty. "Uh,well, since I'm going to be bait...well ,um,  Are virgins more at risk at being snacked on? If that makes a difference to vampires? Oh I'm sorry, uh I-" he let out a chuckle at you, you moved your gaze to your feet. Why did you have to wear these heels, you didn't see Patrick swayze anywhere.

"Yes, they can smell it as soon as you walk into a room and it tastes different to other humans. ,love."

"W-wait how do you know?"

"I've had my fair share, now come on , love-come on I'm not going to eat you."

"Pfft- I'm not a virgin."

"Sure love,"

And with that you both headed back to the meeting , before you left to be bait Fred had informed you Spike had a soul like Angel after you had questioned him to her and Wesley.

Now you were in the middle of a park at 1 am , which happened to be not even a mile from the vampire base. It was freezing , in a poncho with a tank top, apparently to show off your neck under the street light, you were pretty sure that the vampires didn't give a shit if you were wearing Michael Myers mask.  

Ah yes, first day on the job, risks of death 99.9% , lovely.

What exactly are you supposed to do?  Pretty sure that mister mysterious and mister Stevie Nicks/vanilla ice are hiding in the bushes or something. Oh how you wish that Keanu Reeves would swoop you away from this situation.  

Stood in the open park, kicking the mud with you shoe , well until you are body slammed backwards onto the floor, by obviously an indeed ugly vampire. Where's David from lost boys you wouldn't mind if it was him , but this dude stank. He was not even a second away from biting you- wait sorry his fangs were in your neck.  It hurt like period pains in your neck, well until it was over , when he was yanked off by a blurry figure , as you felt your body being lifted, that was it.

You had woken up the next morning under a blanket on the sofa in your office, a plaster on your neck, water on the table. You were never going to do that , with the huge headache and the low sugar levels. As you looked down realising your movie white tank top was now drenched in blood. Deciding it was best to go talk to someone to go home, you left the office.

Your heels now discarded , your bare feet padding against the carpet floor , all the way to Angels office, Harmony informing you that he was in a meeting with the others. One brief knock on the pine door, was all it took for the similar brooding vampire had opened the door , gesturing you in.

Okay it was a bit naughty to not changed the blood stained tank, since there are two vampires in the room. Soon you were sat exactly where you were 24 hours ago, as were everyone else. "Uh, um ," No one was speaking , just staring at you really. "Y/n, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have forced you into doing that , I didn't mean for you to get hurt." Wesley was undoubtedly guilty, probably thinking about how made your parental figure was going to be more like.

"I just like to say, I could've gotten aids."

"Uh, that's not how that works." Fred was honestly shaken by your words, well not really she just thought well actually you don't know.

"That was just dramatic effect. I'm quite annoyed , I did not want fucking Edward sucking me like I was juice carton. Did you even kill the cult?" Your voice sounded like sandpaper, as you delivered your anger with pop culture references and dramatic gestures.

"Yeah we did, well not me but still." Lorne smiled at you with concern , he had felt sympathy for you , hoping the bite wouldn't scar.

"Well good, um, I was wondering if I could go home now? Please?" You already hate this job, Angel had nodded, queuing you to stand up , doing a small bow in respect , going home to have a bath and sleep.

Wesley had called you not long after you gotten home , to inform you that you had been given an extra few days off. Wow first day then long weekend, mental.

Once you had gotten back on Monday, your neck was not healed still, but you had to come back otherwise you was going to be homeless.

Surprisingly , the work was easy , too easy, but you weren't to complain... there was tv with a DVD player, you were absolutely chuffed. It happened that you had brought cds in your bag accidentally. After storing those cds in that bag when coming to Los Angeles.

So , you did work through your work a little too fast, nothing to do, so since the demon cleaners  suck arse , and didn't clean up the blood from last week, you had went and gotten a Hoover and cleaning supplies. Queen and david bowie, playing on the tv, you know you can use DVD players to play cds, if you didn't know.

Maybe it was a little bad you playing slightly loud music while hoovering, dancing as you went, it was a shitty Hoover so it was taking a while. Your cardigan and heels discarded, your forehead laced with sweat, what could you say who does like Queen. Thus I want to break freebegan to play.

"I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies," The fact this song was a parody of coronation street. As soon as the beat began , you had also began aggressively Hooving, the long dramatic strides, even the the lip twitches as you lip-synced.

"You're so self satisfied I don't need you I've got to break free God knows, God knows I want to break free," You had stopped to flip the fringe of your hair , before resting your hands on your hips , the self confident head shake, another hair flip out of your face.

"I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for real I've fallen in love, yeah God knows, God knows I've fallen in love It's strange but it's true, yeah,"

Obviously you couldn't take your shirt off , like Freddie, but yeah your skirt rising up , blouse too buttons undone was enough. Your hands hands spread out like a star for moments, you didn't know that Spike had heard the music and began to locate the source.

"I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure When I walk out that door. Oh, how I want to be free, baby Oh, how I want to be free Oh, how I want to break free"

Looking up to the ceiling, arms lift out to the sides , legs apart. Dramatic spin, clenching of fists to your chest. Spike walking up to the do slowly opening it , seeing you shaking your head 'I want to break free' Now some elves but you can't do that your not Legolas. Or cows you are not sure.

Now not sure how you didn't see Spike .  This was embarrassing, spike wasn't copying really, not much anyways. It wasn't long after that dont stop me now started. Wow this is embarrassing. You had just abandon the Hoover at this point.

"I feel alive and the world I'll turn it inside out, yeah And floating around in ecstasy"

Bringing you hands in front  of you up near your neck , wiggling your fingers, spike did the same.

" So don't " You looked forward, "stop," Looked towards the window , as did spike . "me" Back forward. "now" "don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time I'm a shooting star, leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity." Jumping up , scratching like a Tiger standing side on,  moving your arms around you 200 degrees , you were doing a duet , without knowing it.

" I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go, go, go" Honestly you don't know how to describe these moves in honesty go watch Paul Rudd do it.

"There's no stopping me I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah." Your arms almost touching spikes as you lift them up as you circle your arse in a small circle, before pointing up.

"Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit"  

Okay you had climb onto the desk , spot Spike oh my god , you couldn't of represented the fear , well until he had threw his jacket on the sofa ripped his shirt off, winking at you, shaking his shoulders.

"I'm traveling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you "

"Don't" you had wiggled yours back, before pointing at the platinum vampire,gesturing him to come to you .

"stop me now, I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball Don't stop me now"  As he reached you , you held out your hands for him , helping him up onto the table.

"If you wanna have a good time, just give me a call" Each of you looking at each other, as you danced ,sorta looking like Rick I'm never going to give you up, a lot of twisting , and hand movements.

"Don't" "stop" " me now ('cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (yes, I'm havin' a good time)" Spike had grabbed your hands twirling you, ending up with you in front of him facing away. Throwing out thumbs up to the side of you as you got closer to the desk top.

"I don't want to stop at all" Before rising your arms up , Spike pulling you up, honestly if you knew him deeply you wouldn't believe that he would do this, he's a vampire.

"Yeah, I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars On a collision course I am a satellite, I'm out of control I am a sex machine, ready to reload. Like an atom bomb about to Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh explode." Throwing your head back then forwards quickly , with your leg up, clicking your finger.

"I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit" Neither of you had noticed the music had gained more attention then you may of realised , Angel ,Wesley, Gunn, Fred and Lorne were hiding behind the sofa.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Don't stop me, hey, hey, hey"

Spike jumped off of the table turning back to you , five feet away, holding his arms out to catch you.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Ooh ooh ooh, I like it"

With that you had jumped, (Spike watched dirty dancing? Probably Harmony's fault.) Effortlessly he had caught you you lifting you up, for a few seconds.

"Don't stop me, don't stop me Have a good time, good time"

Lowering you down slowly , your arms around his neck, panting slightly, uh he wasn't sweaty , he's dead but you were covered in sweaty.

Soon enough the song came to an end , you were still in the vampires embrace , his arms around your shoulders securing you.

It hasn't even been an minutes ,clapping begins, someone turns of the Hoover and the music. You both turn around slowly pulling out of the embrace to see , the brooding Angel laughing with everyone.

"Bloody hell, perverts much." Annoyance interweaved in Spikes voice, you could share that embarrassment.

Looking at your feet realising how inappropriate you look , your blouse now see through due to the sweat , the cotton clinging to your body, wrapping your arms around yourself, to cover."uh , Angel , I was only cleaning and that because, um I completed my work, uhh there was still blo-""it's fine, as long as you are feeling better, " you had nodded at him before going back to looking at your feet.

Moments go by with silence from you and Spike as the others are talking away , no doubt about you two. You are soon pulled out of your trance when a heavy weight is placed on your shoulders , looking up to see Spike placing his long leather jacket on you , sending you a small smirk before walking out of your office , still shirtless.

"I haven't seen him like that in a long time, he is fond of you." With that Angel left too. " Aw, I'm glad you are settling in y/n/n , I just never thought you would do so ,by dancing to Queen with a vampire." Wesley had patted your back , leaving with Fred who just smiled , followed by Gunn and Lorne.

Thus you grabbed your stuff , to go home , you had danced to the end of the day. Walking out of the office , hoping Harmony didn't see you and kill you for Spike giving you his jacket.

She had already gone thank god , no death today, the next day , you had brought Spikes jacket with you. In search of him in the morning, you had hidden it in your bag , heading to Harmony's desk.  

"Uh, have you seen Spike today?" Please don't kill me. She had looked up at you with a polite smile. "He's literally just left Angel's office, something about going to taking a car or something? Why?"

"Oh, I just need to pass a message from Wesley to him, thank you." You had lied , but you hoped that Wesley would go with it, if she asked him.  Rushing down to Angel's private car park, in hopes of catching Spike, which you did but he almost hit you with the car.

Your hands placed on the hood, breathing roughly before moving to the drivers side , as he rolled down the window, smirking yet again. The car had had black out windows so you guess that's why he was going out in the day?

"Awe, all out of breathe for me , love?" You had ignored his comment , pulling out his heavy jacket from your bag, passing it to him.  "Cheers,love." You had nodded, turning away to head back up.  That was it until about 2:45 , again all your work was done, just sitting there doing nothing, but twiddling your thumbs.

So you decided , maybe you should go get some air outside, or go home you weren't sure. Swinging the office door open to see , Spike.

"Ah, oh Hi."

"Going somewhere, love?" Well that sounded like a threat , but he was not smirking like I'm going to chop your fucking head off.

"I don't know really , I think I'm going home."

"I'll drive you."

"Really?" He didn't seem to be the type to drop you off home to to your mother , not that she was there, but still, he had nodded , and that was it you walked with him. Until  Harmony stopped you both, she had frowned slightly before smiling again.

"So you got the message from Wesley then, spike?" You looked at Spike who didn't notice you looking , just stood looking at the blonde girl in confusion,until you pretend to resist your bag accidentally knocking him with bag.

"Yeah,"  

"What was it?"

"Mind your own business, wanker." With that he had walked around her with you ,guiding you with his arm around your shoulder.

Once you were both were sat in the car , you had given Spike your address , immediately he had started driving.  "So what was that about?"

"Well, uh, Wesley informed me about everyone ,  said you had something with Harmony, and she's a vampire. So I asked where you were this morning to give back your jacket but didn't want to say that, just in case she tried to eat me." Spike had let out a laugh, "I can see your concern, love , she's a bloody nightmare." You had let out a small laugh of understanding.

"Hey, do you still eat food?."

"Yeah, not a lot , but sometimes I do, why do you ask?"

" y-you've been very nice to me , since I'd been here, and you are driving me home.. uh so I was wondering if you would like to come in and have something. I don't have blood , uh other than my own and uh I lost a lot of that last week. You don't have to , um, I jus-" "I will, love,"

"Oh brilliant, uh I make some nice cookies."

"Great, love. Can't wait."