Angel stood on the Summers' doorstep for at least five minutes before ringing the bell. It felt so strange; he hadn't rung the bell for over ten years, and he'd certainly never been as nervous about going to their house for dinner. But this time it was different. This time he was going as Buffy's boyfriend, and he knew this time he wasn't going to spend time with Spike and Joyce, he was going to convince them he was worthy of Buffy. He sure as hell wasn't looking forward to it.
Finally he plucked up the courage to ring the bell and Buffy opened the door, greeting him with a large grin and a soft kiss. He pulled away quickly, checking to see if Spike and Joyce had seen. Buffy's grin just widened at seeing how nervous he was and she lent into him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Chill, it's fine."
He smiled down at her, but carefully removed her arms. He didn't want to make a bad impression before dinner had even started. Buffy led him into the lounge and Angel's heart dropped at he saw Spike sitting there, his eyes set in a glare. Angel fidgeted nervously under his stern look, but Buffy cleared her throat, staring meaningfully at Spike. He took the hint and stood up, walking over to them.
"I'm not gonna pretend I'm alright with this. But I made a promise to Buffy, and I'm gonna try to. Besides, I…well we've been mates for a long time."
Angel smiled at him, knowing it had taken Spike a lot to say that to him. "Thanks."
"Yeah, well. If you hurt her, best mate or not, I'll still kill you."
Joyce was gracious as ever, but for the first fifteen minutes the conversation was stilted and Angel felt more than a little awkward; it was only Buffy's remarkable good mood and joking humour that kept them all talking at times. Eventually though, Angel began to relax. They were after all still the same family; Joyce was the same woman who'd practically brought him up, Spike was still the same guy as always; the only thing that had changed was his relationship with Buffy. And, looking over at her, he realised he wouldn't change that for the world.
After dinner Angel politely said he had to leave and Joyce warmly said he was still welcome over any time he wanted to, and gave a sly wink to Buffy, even Spike managed a smile. Buffy followed him outside and wrapped her arms around his neck, giving him a long, toe-curling kiss.
"Mmm, I've been waiting to do that all night." He smiled down at her and gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear before kissing her again.
He took a deep breath and rubbed his nose with hers. "So, how did I do?"
She gave him a grin and smoothed her hands down his chest. "You did great. Just like I said. I told you, Mom still loves you and Spike'll be fine by next week. You two have been best friends for so long, you know he won't stay angry at you for long."
Sorry it took me so long to update, had a bit of a mental block! And i apologise for the length of this chapter, i just wanted to get this part out of the way quickly. Hope you like!