Hanging and dating

759 31 7
                                    

"Give it back you radio dickhead!" Angel shouted, chasing after Alastor, who just chuckled and teleported away whenever Angel got close. Everyone looked over at the two, they had just come bursting into the lobby, Angel chasing Alastor who appeared to be holding something of Angels.

Vaggie cocked an eyebrow at the two demons, she was slightly confused, it must've just been a couple of weeks ago that they hated eachother,
"What's the magic word darling?" Alastor said, dodging Angel as he lunged forward. Angel hit the ground with a loud thump and growled,
"Fuckin' give me my shit! That's it!" Angel said, he stood up before Alastor could react and snatched the object back, it was a piece of jewelry. Alastor chuckled, the two both burst out laughing.

The staff looked at the two demons who stood there laughing at eachother. The two stopped and we're still sniggering, Angel stuck his tongue out at Alastor and then ran back upstairs,
"They say no one can beat the radio demon." He laughed, running back to his room. Alastor's neck snapped around at where Angel had just been standing,
"Your going to regret saying that my dear." He then vanished himself, probably teleporting into Angels room.

The staff looked at eachother in confusion,
"Since when were those two close?" Vaggie asked, looking to her girlfriend for answers. Charlie just smiled awkwardly and shrugged her shoulders,
"Uhh, not to sure. But Angel does seem happier at least."

Angel had run upstairs, shut the door behind him and took a deep sigh of relief, followed by some snickering. He then looked up and gasped, Alastor stood in front of him, a grin on his face,
"Now what did you say darling?" Alastor asked, pretending he had already heard him. Angel tried to laugh it off,
"Come on Al, y'know I'm just messing around wit' ya." Angel said, laughing nervously. Alastor approached Angel, getting even closer to him,
"Ahh of course, because no one can beat the radio demon!" Alastor said, getting closer and closer to Angel. Angel nodded quickly, chuckling it off, Alastor grinned.

Angel was sweating now, he knew Alastor had power, he also knew he wouldn't hesitate to harm him, or would he? It seemed the demon did have a soft spot for the spider. Angel smiled, maybe he could catch Alastor off guard,
"And because yer soooo amazin' and I don't want any hard feelin's... How bout we go out for lunch?" Alastor stopped approached Angel, he was heavily caught aback by that phrase. Alastor's face began reddening at the proposition,
"I-I... Er, yes! N-no hard feelings of course!" He was flustered in the moment, so he just agreed, forgetting what the question itself was.

Angel blushed lightly, he cought the radio demon of guard! It was really cute actually, seeing him like that, a blushing mess. Angel stepped away from Alastor and onto his bed, a mischievous grin on his face,
"Well it's good then! I'll see you around one toots~" Angel said, setting up a date time and making his way towards his bathroom. Alastor just stood there,
"Heh... O-okay sure! See you soon darling." Alastor realised how flustered he was acting and tried to finish his sentence like nothing had just happened. He teleported out of the room in one swift motion, leaving Angel on his own.

The two both remained in their rooms after that, both frozen in place, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. They both breathed out heavily,
"I'm about to go on a date with the radio demon."
"I'm about to go on a date with Angel Dust."
They both said, in disbelief. Angel was super excited, he rushed into his bathroom quickly to begin getting ready, he had little under two hours to get prepared.

Alastor didn't really know what to think, he wasn't the type to go on dates, but Angel was really sweet... Maybe... This wouldn't be so bad? He took a deep breath and blushed slightly, he didn't notice it though. Yeah, maybe this could work out, after all a date is really just two demons hanging out of you think about it.

FlamesWhere stories live. Discover now