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Was it worth it?

Alastor's P.O.V:

I looked around me, it must've been quite early, hell's sun hadn't even rose yet. The streets were much quieter in the morning, sure there were still demons lurking around and the occasional screams followed by gunshots but, quiet enough. The hotel was just around the corner, I was planning to start preparing breakfast for everyone, expect maybe Vaggie, she's always suspicious of my food.

Suddenly I heard a couple of voices, well just one really, but someone else, someone on the phone, they definitely were being quite loud. There was shouting, they seemed to be arguing, but the demon had fear in their voice, the other seemed to be threatening the other. I turn the corner and my eyes grow wide as eye immediately recognised the demon, Angel Dust. I ducked behind  the wall once more and listened, I know it was wrong, but I didn't know what to do in the moment.

Angel's P.O.V:

That fucker, I decided to answer one of his calls, he'd been calling me nonstop for the entire night, it was driving me crazy! I shouldn't have answered, he started barking at me, I did my best to argue back, I wasn't his anymore! He shouldn't fucking talk to me anymore, the contract was gone! But he didn't listen, he never did, I thought things would change after the contract was gone, but I don't think he cares either way. Was all of that worth it? The bullet wounds, just to be treated the fucking same!

The others think it's over, but I'm not so sure that's gonna be the case. I don't wanna worry the others though, they've dealt with enough of my crap, so I'll just try to get Val to shut it and leave me alone.
"The contract's fucking broken ya piece o' shit!"
Valentino:'I don't give one bitch! Ya still work for me!"
"Not after I quit! Ya have no power ova' me asshole!"
Valentino:' Your making a mistake Angel Cakes. I'm gonna come fer ya and make ya wish ya never ripped up that contract.'
"Bring it on dick! I can take yer crap, I more than ya think I am."
Valentino:' Yeah sure. Ya won't be saying that when I come fer ya and kill everything you've ever held close to ya.'

My eyes widened at this threat specifically,
"Don't hurt them, they didn't do shit!"
Valentino:' It appears that I've hit a nerve... Sorry Angel Cakes, but it's your fault if I hurt them. Just come back to daddy~'
"I'd rather kill myself and go ta double hell! Fuckin' prick."
Valentino:' Well then bummer, cause I'm gonna make you wish you neva' died, remember this babe, everything you love, will be turned to ash. Because. Of. You'
"Just fucking leave me alone!"

I hung up the phone before he could say anything else, shit, this was gonna be my fault. Why did I have to answer his call? He wouldn't do anything right? He doesn't have the fucking nerve, or does he? Shit this is all my fault isn't it! I rushed back into the hotel and felt the tears streaming down my face, fucking crybaby.

Nobody's P.O.V:

Alastor watched Angel run into the hotel, he just stayed there, unmoving. He didn't know what to do, he could hear bits of what Valentino had said to him, and the way he said it, how long had Angel had to put up with him? He hesitantly entered the hotel after Angel, silently closing the door.

As he stepped into the lobby he could hear quiet sobbing coming from their living room area, so he decided to follow, he didn't know why, he just felt it was right. Alastor walked over and heard the sobs growing slightly louder, as if he was getting closer. Yet all he could see was the couch and TV looking undisturbed. He looked around for Angel, where could he be? He then saw the tiniest amount of white fur poke out from behind the couch and knew it was Angel.

So once again, he hesitantly followed it, he approached the couch and bent over, looking down at the sobbing Angel.

Angel instantly saw Alastor's shadow and turned around, his eyes widening,
"What the fuck do ya want?" Angel said, wiping the tears from his eyes quickly. Alastor didn't respond, instead just holding his hand out for Angel. Angel eyed him suspiciously and pushed his hand away, standing up himself without a problem.

Angel looked away from Alastor, hugging himself with both set of arms. Alastor just looked at him, his normal grin a little bit disturbed,
"Speak then. What do ya want?" Angel growled at him, walking around the couch so that he'd be standing right next to Alastor, showing their large height difference. Alastor kept his smile,
"Oh nothing, I just heard something and decided to follow the sound, just came back from a really great broadcast. Alastor tried to sound casual, somehow, to his surprise, Angel managed to see through this,
"How much did ya hear?"

Alastor cocked his head to one side,
"Whatever do you mean Angel darling?.." Alastor asked, still trying to act convincing. Angel rolled his eyes,
"Look, your fake bullshit is easy to see through y'know." Angel said, he wasn't dropping his guard down, he definitely knew Alastor had heard something. Alastor sighed and gave in after a moment of hesitation,
"Angel are you okay?" He asked, Angels quickly looked away from Alastor.

"Why do ya fucking care?" Angel said, he was going to keep being rude until Alastor gave him a reason not to be, and being rude was his way of sheltering himself anyway. Alastor sighed and sat down on the couch, gesturing Angel to sit down as well. Angel rolled his eyes once more, before sitting opposite him and the other couch, as far away from Alastor as possible,
"Angel... I heard everything. So answer my question, are you okay?"  Alastor tried to make eye contact with Angel, but he could not look at him,
"Ya think I fuckin' know? You heard 'im, he's gonna kill everyone because of me." Angel mumbled, digging his nails into his arms.

Alastor stopped at this comment, he actually believed the overlord?
"Uhh Angel, you don't actually believe him do you? It's not your fault." Angel sniffed and Alastor saw that he was crying again. Angel and Alastor made eye contact and Angel quickly looked away,
"Sorry, I know I'm a fucking crybaby. Look. I don't know why your trying to make me feel better but don't try, it's not worth it." Angel suddenly felt someone sit beside him. Alastor sat by his side and put a hand on Angels should, making Angel jump slightly.

Alastor gently placed his hand on Angels cheek, pulling him towards him so that they were facing eachother. Alastor blushed slightly and Angel did the same. Alastor wiped a tear from Angels eye,
"It is worth it if I get to see that smile that you wear almost better than I do." Angel softly laughed at the compliment, was Alastor trying to make him feel better? Angel looked deep into his dark, crimson eyes, he smiled gently.
"Trying to flatter me Radio man?" Angel joked, Alastor put his hand down and chuckled himself,
"Maybe..." Angel blushed heavily, he did not expect a response, especially not a response like that.

Alastor then stood up,
"Angel, it's not your fault, remember that. Whatever happens we will stand by your side, and that includes me." Alastor held his hand out, this time Angel took his hand and Alastor pulled him up. They both laughed softly and Alastor's face had now gone a shade of light red.
"Aww toot's..." Angel tried to keep his confident demeener but was a blushing mess right now. Alastor let go of Angels hand and travelled into the kitchen, Angel wiped one last year from his eye and smiled softly, he felt the heat on his cheeks and realised he had been blushing.

"Do what would you like my dear, pancakes? Bacon? Eggs? What will it be!" Alastor said cheerfully, offering Angel every option he could think of. Angel thought for just a moment to seem like it was even a hard choice,
"How about... Pancakes?" Angel replied, Alastor just nodded and started getting to work, Angel watched at the doorway as he assembled everything together.

"Make yourself comfortable my dear, it'll be a little while before they are ready." Angel then realised he had been staring at Alastor for quite a while and blushed, he then nodded and went into the living room area. He turned on the TV with the remote he had to search underneath the couch to find, flicking through the channels.

He wasn't really paying any attention though, he was just thinking about how kind Alastor was to him, it made him smile. He didn't really understand why but, it made him happy to see that maybe the radio demon wasn't as bad as he was made out to be. Maybe he was even,

sweet?