Darkened nights and violent things, vaudevillian girls and violin strings,
All of these are the prettiest things when I'm... in love...
Jack hated the dark,
of course everyone knew that, Jack hated the dark because it reminded him of the basement he was kept in, reminded him of the dark night he killed his father and burnt his home down.
But it was on a dark night when he met Spike.
He didn't know what made him go out that night, it was dark and calm and even slightly warm, it was a nice night and that was what made Jack go out.
He had been smoking, leaning against a tree when he had met Spike, the blond British vampire with a small ranting problem.
He didn't know why he did it but he let Spike drink from him, burning the others shoulder when he started to feel dizzy.
The two started a thing that was like friendship, almost.
When they started dating Jack was a bit upset that he could only see him at night, not cause of sleep god no but because he didn't like the dark.
Slowly however he grew to like it,
He liked how the stars sparkled, the air seemed calmer somehow, wind was more biting and if you closed your eyes you could still see headlights driving by.
He liked how Spikes skin seemed to glow in the pale light and he found that when he was with the shorter man, his fears seemed to calm, leaving him feeling more content and at ease than he had ever been in his life.
He didn't even mind the graveyard which had always made him freak out.
Slowly Jack found himself liking the dark, he didn't blame any of it on Spike however.
He blamed it on himself and his being in love.
((Aye this was worse than Randy's personality))
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Angst and Death.
RandomOne shots about mine and my friends RP characters because why not. (I can think of many reasons but lets proceed) Sammy don't kill me for the angst mkay? ((Trigger warnings: Blood, death, gore, Abusive families and partners))
