Sweet Delights {Alastor x Angel! Reader}

III. The Lady of Shalott

"There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with color gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay"

You walk in a giant crowd, your wings tucked behind you as you follow a man in his mid 20's. You had been assigned to him not long ago by Gabriel. You didn't know why as this type of job tended to fall onto Guardians. Why were you guarding a man when your job was extermination? You should be with the others prepping your weapons for the next purging, yet here you were.

The brunette man had just exited his cabin home and made his way to the city with a cup of coffee in hand. He surprisingly was an expert at avoiding the crowd as they were much more packed in than in the bayou where his cabin was located. He was a swift walker, though you had spotted a rather beautiful car in his garage.

People waved to him on the streets, to which he responded with a chipper "Hello." He walked with confidence through the crowded streets, but by his body language, you could tell he didn't like being touched. A little strange as he seemed to enjoy getting into other people's bubbles when he recognized them.

The man begins to sing a song under his breath between sips of coffee, a song you didn't recognize, but his voice was soothing nonetheless.

You... liked it. He had sung before, and danced while preparing in the morning, but his singing always pulled you in. It made your visits to him more bearable.

Who was the man you were following?

According to his file, his name was-

Thwack!

Opening your eyes to the sudden sound of something falling, you jump up in your seat as you realize you had fallen asleep as you waited for your cinnamon roll dough to rise. Checking the time, you see that it had been only thirty or so minutes since you had fallen asleep. Seeing as the dough hadn't over-proofed you let out a silent sigh of relief and get off of your seat, looking for the source of the sound.

Angel Dust lay on the floor with his back propped up, his hands behind him as he smiled nervously at Vaggie who looked at him with anger in her eyes. She pointed at him accusingly. You wanted to assume he fell on his own, but you wouldn't put it past her if she shoved him. You had been at the hotel for a week now and had quickly caught on to the dynamics of the hotel staff.

"What. Do you have behind you?" Vaggie says with a venomous bite in her voice.

"What do you mean toots?" He moves one set of hands in front of him, waving them innocently. A small snort echoes behind him along with soft chuffing. From your point of view, you could see what seemed to be a pink snout. Was it what you thought it was?

'It can't be.'

Vaggie doesn't look impressed as she crosses her arms. "Behind you." She emphasizes, "Whatever is behind you snuck into my room and ate one of my ribbons."

"Baby Nuggs would never-"

She points at him victoriously. "So you do have something!"

Angel Dust sighs as he stands up, lifting the object behind him, he brings forth a small pig with a curly devils tail. It was adorable, even with the small piece of ribbon hanging from its mouth.

"So maybe he took a few bites, but he's a good boy!" Angel Dust nuzzles him affectionately, the pig closing his eyes and making equally happy noises.

Vaggie doesn't look impressed as she looks from him to the pig. With a small tired sigh, she begins to walk off. "If he comes into my room again he's bacon." You truly doubted her words, but you could tell how much she liked the ribbon she lost. Maybe you could go buy her a new one? Hopefully it wasn't a gift.