𝙸 𝚆𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝙸 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞.

13: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚛.

||Short Chapter because I have writers block <3 Please bare with me, it's not amazingly written :<

That afternoon, Alastor and Angel Dust stayed in the lobby's living room. Reinterpreting the events of the morning.

Alastor continuously paced back and forth. His eyes filled with hurt and bewilderment, yet, his smile stayed adjust. Small beads of sweat sat on his forehead, as he worked himself up, mentally. Taking off his jacket, he collapsed on the sofa next to Angel, putting his hand on his forehead in a stressed out manor.

Angel side glanced over at him, frowning, his head rested on one of his hands while his arm rested on the couch's side. There was tension between them and the urge to speak.

Shooting a side glance back, Alastor finally started a conversation. Or, more like a questionable rant.
"I just...Why an earth did he do that? Why?" Alastor asked, a peeve in his voice. He dragged his hands along his face, stretching it out, frustrated.

"I know right! How dare she! Fucking crazy." Angel Dust said, grumpily. Slouching down on the couch and crossing his arms, dramatically.He pouted in a pissed like manor.

"She? Charlie? You mean Husker, my fellow? Charlie was in a bad shape and Husk took advantage of her?!" Alastor argued, turning round to Angel with bothered eyes and a wide smile.

"Huh? No, no. Husk likes me! Obviously, who doesn't." Angel raised his eyebrows and lifted his 'fluff' up and down, receiving a grimaced look from Alastor. Angel sighed and continued. "So if he does like me...Why would he sleep with Charlie? He was obviously forced. Revenge sex."

"Don't remind me." Alastor covered his eyes, dramatically. Then, he chucked to himself, out of no where. "Has Husker claimed he likes you or is this a little fantasy of yours?" Alastor smirked, sucking in his bottom lip and turned round to Angel Dust.

Angel gave Alastor a 'fuck off' face and stuck up a middle finger. Then, he looked up at the ceiling and back at Al with a more saddened look. "I guess...I wish he would like me...Because behind all da flirting, even though I do tell my self I don't...I do like him."

"Ha! Not surprised, saw it coming." Alastor chucked, he looked at Angel smugly. "Since we are confessing...This may come as a surprise to you, but, I do have feelings for Charlotte."

"Yeh, nah. I'm not surprised, I already knew." Angel said, staring at him bluntly. "Besides, you guys just work...I mean beside her being a saint practically and ya being an overlord-."

"That is making me feel better!" Alastor claimed, sarcastically. Making Angel snicker a bit.

"Ight...Well we both have a thing for da people who slept with each other. Is this like more karma?" Angel sighed, complaining to Al.

"I believe so..." He agreed, Standing up and starting to pace again.

"What are we going ta do about this then? I haven't s even seen Husk since yesterday and Charlie ran off cryin'..."Angel questioned, shrugging his shoulders and looking up at the stressed out Alastor who was just looking at
the floor and grabbing his chin.

Al's eyes shot open and a panicky smile formed on his face. He looked at Angel. "I forgot to check if Charlie was alright!" He gasped.

Angel face palmed and thumped off the couch, leaning against it. He patted the space next to him for Alastor. Which, Al accepted and sat down. "I doubt Charlie would want ta see ya right now, as ya know, you did make her cry." Angel stated making Alastor's eyes look even more panicky. "But! I did as well sooo..." He added.

"I suppose...Then...How do we make this right, my friend?"Alastor asked, looking up at Angel for guidance.

"Have ya never done this before...Really?" Angel asked, generally shocked. Alastor shook his head, pulling a dorky smile.

"Okay, ya came ta da right Demon. In your case, you're in a good place! Charlie has had a messy breakup and she needs company, she got that when she had 'post breakup sex' with Husk. Really she isn't looking for no man or Woman and she's probably not over Vaggie yet. But she needs a shoulder ta cry on and someone ta let out her anger and pain on. That's where you come in. You accompany her and she'll get comfortable with ya...When it's appropriate you'll fit into place and get giving a label." Angel took a grasp of air and the continued. "For me, I'm dealing with a loveless kitty who has just really opened that wound, he's probably embarrassed as fuck but also can love again. That's where I come in to swoon him. Any questions?"  Angel said, bringing his plan to a finale.

"I'm going to regret saying this this but...That's genuinely genius!" Alastor exclaimed, staring at Angel Dust pleased.

"Oh pleaseee you're flattering me. I know, I know." Angel flirted, blowing a kiss at Alastor.

"Don't push it, Anthony."

"DONT CALL ME THAT!"

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"Okay...Not pushing it."