Outcast Oneshot book #3

Prideful day.

Happy pride month! The pic above may be the last drawing for a while.

My phone hates me, so I'm replacing its ass. -_-

Anyway enjoy the chapter!

Me and Fear have the same sweater. ^w^

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Hallow sighed as his eyes lingered on the angel dressed in pink. He had always felt.. Happier around the angel.

He always thought it was the aura, but it only lasts so long when you're around him all the time.

Cupid was surrounded by couples asking for advice, and he stood there with a smile on his face. Loving every second of his job.

Hallow rested his hands in his pockets as he watched the angel from afar. How do you tell someone you've fallen for them? When its him you're supposed to go to!?

"Impossible." Hallow mutters. "Vwhat vwould he even see in me anyways?" His ears fold back in sorrow.

"What the f*ck is your problem?"

The vampire jumps at the sudden voice and turns to look behind him, only to see the fallen angel himself, Lockheart, standing there with his arms crossed.

"Lock! You scared me- uh.. Vwhat are you doing here?" Hallow asks nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I could ask you the same thing bat boy. Are you just gonna stand here like a f*cking stalker, or are you going to talk to him?" Lockheart asks, tapping his boot impatiently.

"Vwait.. You knew!?" Hallows cheeks flush a bright tangerine.

Lockheart nods. "Well duh, you're a horrible liar. And its sooo obvious. I see the way you look at him. And Asher told me you've got the hots for him."

"Damn it! That was supposed to be a secret! Ugh!" Hallow pulls his hood over his face, but his ears still stuck out.

"Pfft. You know normally I couldn't give a f*ck less. But eh, just be yourself unless you suck. But just talk to him. The romantic tension is f*cking annoying." The imp huffs.

"You don't get it! I can't talk to him! Its so.. Difficult! When I get by him i- ugh! I always screw it up!" The vampire groans.

"Then I'll tell him."

"Vwhat! I can't trust you to do that! You'll f*ck it up!"

"F*ck you. I can to tell him. You just shut your ass up and I'll be right back." The imp turns on his heel and walks across the street to get the angel.

"Oh my god!" Hallow whines, sitting on the bench with his head buried in his arms. ".. He's going to hate me.. He's going to hate me.. I just know it.."

His cheeks burn against his hands. "I should move back to Russia.. Start a new life and use my maiden name.."

"We wouldn't want you to leave silly. Then where would we get all of our candy from?" Cupid giggles.

Hallow jumps at the angels voice and his cheeks light up even brighter once he makes eye  contact.

Cupid's adorable eyes are shining like pink lemonade on a hot summer day. His smile is as sweet as the first scoop of strawberry ice cream.

That halo shines brighter then any sunset he's ever seen.. His wings are softer then any blanket he's ever had.. Everything about him was perfect..

"Thank you Hallow. You're sweet."

"Vwait.. Did I say that out loud ?"

The angel nods. Hallow groans and covers his face with his hands. "Oh my god.. Someone stake me now.."