A helping hand 🌟 (Ft. Angel's shitty timing)

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‼️ Angel's touch rule does not apply in this oneshot ‼️

(Here's a short one)

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It was a few weeks after Aki had gotten sick. While he was sick, his place managed to get messier and messier. Having Angel around who was too scared to mess things up, and Denji and Power being the complete opposite wasn't helping whatsoever.

Angel got up from the couch and carefully walked to Aki's room. Even though he wasnt sick anymore, Angel couldn't help but check in on him every once in a while. Cracking open the door slightly, he sees a peacefully sleeping Aki. Cute.

Angel quietly shut the door while bright red at the thought of Aki. He took a deep breath and began picking things up.

Blankets, pillows, trash, you name it. Denji and Power were absolute slobs, but Angel couldn't complain. He barely did anything himself.

Angel suddenly heard the bed creak and slow footsteps. He rushed over to Aki's room, opening the door. He was face to face- or I guess face to chest with him. Both of them had heated up intensely as Angel slowly looked up at Akis face.

"You can't come out here." He said embarrassed. They both stared at eachother for a few seconds. Aki was beyond confused. "Now go back to bed!" Angel said pushing on his chest, all the way to his bed. Aki's eyes widened and he could help but laugh. "What?" Angel said softly and confused. It took him a little too long to realize what he was doing. He slaps a hand over his mouth, causing it to cover is crimson face. "Nevermind!" he started walking back toward the door. "Just, dont leave!" He said shutting the door.

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Angel leaves the room and spots a certain yellow haired boy staring at him. "Dont tell me you.." Denji nods. Angel groans and walks closer to him. "Dude, I dont understand why you cant just tell him that you lov-" Denji manages to say before Angel's hand covers his mouth. He frantically looks back at Aki's door.

Nothing.

He looks back at Denji and removes his hand. "I have a feeling you two are up to something." He looks at Denji with a threatening look, but its Angel so it really just makes him look angry. "All you should know is that you shouldn't kiss him."

"Watch me." Denji gives Angel a smirk. Angel rolls his eyes "Fuck you." He flips him off and walks into the kitchen.

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At this point, its basically the end of the day. The place is spotless. No stains, no trash, no mess, nothing. Angel steps back to get a better look at the rooms he just cleaned. He didnt realize Aki had just opened the door and was standing right there. Angel's back collided with Aki's chest, his wings stopping the pain.

"Hey." said Aki, holding onto the other boy

"Hi." Angel said with a straight face. "I uh, cleaned up a bit." He spoke again, looking down and moving out of the way. Aki stepped out of the room to get a better look. Angel helped himself onto the counter, his legs dangling off.

"Holy crap Angel, I-" He paused. "Thank you." Aki turned around to see Angel completely knocked out. He smiled softly.

"Alright, let's get you to bed." Aki carefully picked him up on his back and carried him to bed. He tucked him in after a few minutes of adjusting his wings. He stood up straight for a second, just to lean back over and place a gentle kiss on Angel's head. He walked back to the door and turned off the lights. "Goodnight, Angel." he spoke softly. He closed the door carefully and sighed.

"Homo" spoke an agitating voice.

Aki turned around. "Oh. my. god. You're gonna get it."

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