Toby was never one to get jealous. You were perfect, an angel in his eyes. He was so happy to call himself your boyfriend, and he valued nothing more than your safety. So, when he saw Jeff making passes at you, it surprised him how the rage bubbled up inside him. You were trying to keep things civil, about to politely decline Jeff's advances, when you suddenly felt the taller man looming behind you, his eyes locked on Jeff. "F-Fuck off, J-Jeff," Toby said firmly, glaring down at him.