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Title: His! 77/100 TtH Prompt: #25 Jealousy Summary: Cameron sees Buffy while he’s on a date. His! Cameron sat at the bar while he waited for his date to return from the restroom. It wasn’t like he was in any sort of hurry; their table wouldn’t be ready for at least fifteen more minutes. So to occupy himself, he surveyed the couple filled waiting area that he could make out from his perch. The door opening pulled his gaze and he was surprised to see Buffy enter… with an unknown man. Well, unknown to him, and obviously not unknown to Buffy since she smiled when he eased her coat off of her slim shoulders. Cameron swallowed heavily as he took the sight of her in. He’d seen Buffy in a lot of different looks – casual around the house, on the job, tortured, and sick. Never had he seen her like this. The soft green dress clung to her just so and flowed like water as she moved. Her hair and makeup were elegantly done speaking of the great care that she had gone through in accomplishing it. She was breathtaking. And she was here with another man. Ignoring the fact that he was here on his own date, anger began to coil in his belly. She was his, dammit! Nevermind that he had never really voiced his attraction to her other than that one drunken slip early on. Or that she had never voiced her own. Or that she was under his command. She was his. He was startled as a low growl rumbled in his chest. But really, who could blame him? The unknown man had leaned over to whisper something in Buffy’s ear, causing her to laugh. Cameron resisted the urge to go and strangle the man. Didn’t that man know that she was his? That he was the one who was suppose to make her laugh? The urge to strangle returned stronger than ever when the man placed his hand on the small of her back to guide her to a chair. How dare he touch her?! A touch on his own arm caused him to jump slightly. He turned to see his date, Kathy, smiling at him. “Did you miss me?” She asked. He forced himself to smile and pull his thoughts away from Buffy. “Of course,” he lied. She held up their beeper. “Our table’s ready.” “Great,” he said. He placed his hand on the small of her back to guide her to the maitre’d. It didn’t escape his notice that it was the same thing the unknown man had done. Now all he had to do was get through this already disastrous date, then figure out what to do about Buffy. Previous Chapter Buffygate Menu Next Chapter |
