You and Spike, your boyfriend, had gone to a party, but only because he asked you to.

As you two were sitting down together, he looked around and noticed another guy ogling at you.

Spike scowled, his eyes narrowing. He then grabbed you by the waist and brought you closer to himself.

He whispered to you, his anger seemingly sewed into his words.

Kiss me right now, or that guy’s-

He pointed to the guy.

Eyes will be personally ripped out by me.