He was Spike’s Julia.

Spike wasn’t over Julia. And this person he recently met on a bounty hunt looked just like her. But… he was a guy.

But that’s was alright. Spike would treat him just how he would treat Julia.

“Are you hungry?” Spike murmured, caressing the side of the other man’s face with a fond look in his eyes. “I could cook for you.” Spike never cooked. But for him, he would.

Spike would do anything for him, as long as he didn’t leave. “Maybe some pancakes and eggs?”