Angel was just sitting on the couch, scrolling on his hellphone "Hmmm.."
"Welcome back Angel!" A loud, radio-like voice calls to him from behind, startling him. A recording of an audience cheering was followed. Turning around, the spider stood face-to-face with Alastor, the radio demon with his creepy smile, leaning closely towards him. Alastor had no care for anyone's personal space.
Before Alastor could speak he was cut off by Angel hugging him, pushing him down onto the couch so he could sit on his lap and hug him, burying his head in his neck.
"Angel dear..? I would.. like for you to refrain from uh.."
"Be quiet Bambi.. I need this today."Alastor's smile vanished briefly as it made Angel scared. When Alastor stops smiling, which he never did, it means something that made him extremely upset. THAT was never a good thing.
"Angel dear.. Did something happen?"
"I well.. yknow how people are.. It's all good.'' He sighed before looking back at you, nervous. ''Plus.. I'm finee!!'' He put one of his hands up and waved the situation off like it was nothing.
Alastor felt bad but he knew this issue had to be addressed. Tonight, Angel was not escaping it. ''Angel, you can hide from the others, but you know you cannot hide from me. You never could.'' He pulled him close to him, rubbing his head with his claws gently.
''Oh my dear, someone so beautiful should not be so sad or hurt. It sickens me knowing what people do to you....''
He turned his head away to try and ignore you. He was already overwhelmed but this was way too much. He felt awful due to Alastor knowing he was in pain.
Alastor cupped his Angel's face and pressed his forehead against his, sighing. ''Oh Angel'' came the deer's careless whisper. "I may be a demon, but even I have standards. And seeing you hurt is not something I tolerate.''
-ANGEL'S POV-
"You make me feel safe." Is what I would of said.
Usually he wouldn't let me touch him, at all. He would teleport me away or.. move me but why does he care now? He's concerned. I don't want to worry him but.. I feel like I can talk to him about anything. I feel in control and that I can unhinge at any moment.I feel his hand stroking my head. "Did you want to talk about it Angel..?" I shake my head. The last thing I want is to talk about it.
Then it hit me. Maybe I do like him? After all.. I feel at home with him..I can just be myself.
I feel my face heat up from thinking about this!
Okay yeah I do.. god this doesn't help at allI let out a loud sigh as I stood up. Alastor grabbed Angel's hand and pulled him back down.
"Darling, I thought today was Sunday. Not sadder-day! Cheer up Angel, You are never fully dressed without a smile you know."
I responded back, giggling slightly.
"Why would I be fully dressed?"
"There's our Angel Dust." He laughed. His smile returning as he placed his hand on Angel's face, placing a finger over his lips."Ah! Oh deary me where was I?" He'd stand back up and would head up the stairs.
"Take care Angel!"
I felt my face flush, he was definitely thinking about kissing me or am I just crazy-?
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(Ayyy finally finished another chapter, no angst for this one since I think we needed some good fluff so-)
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FanfictionAs Angel's work becomes more stressful he becomes upset and unhinged. He started yelling at people for small things and started threatening himself and others. A Radiodust angst & fluff fanfic. (TW: SA, SH, Suicide mentioning, and other sensitive to...