Stilettos and thigh highs

Chapter 3

Angel woke up to the feeling of a gentle tongue caressing his fur, he felt the rustling of bedsheets as he stirred awake to see fat nuggets by his side, softly cuddling up to him.
Still feeling shaky from the night before he slowly got to his feet, regaining his vision he saw the brightly lit red sky and the light from the northeast side of the pentacles surrounding buildings.

Everything in his body ached, his bruises turning black and blue underneath his soft fur, wishing he could tell somebody what was happening behind the cameras.
He knew Valentino loved him, he tried to love Angel at least, but he never knew how. The only way he knew how to love was through violent words and harsh slaps when he was dissatisfied with the spiders actions.
Angel craved affection from Valentino, but also never knew what that looked like, stuck in a cycle of abuse, honeymoon, tension, incident, reconciliation, until the lines between them started to blur, tension, incident, reconciliation.

Angel walked out of his dimly lit room, putting his headphones on, he walked into the ever so bright common area, nifty was cooking breakfast for the group, keeping her company was alastor making small talk, Charlie and vaggie were cuddling and watching the morning news on a broken tv most likely broke by one of sir pentious's egg boys and husk was as always not present in the mornings. He would stay up late at night working and reading, sometimes making meaningless conversation with Angel after a long night of work, it wasn't much but he was glad to be one of the only people to see him in a way most others didn't, even with small talk it made his heart feel like he was never alone.

Husk grumbled as he walked down the tall staircase, Angel caught a glimpse of the feline as he walked into the kitchen to see nifty with plates of pancakes and homemade whipped cream in a large blue bowl, the usual Sunday morning breakfast. Angel always looked forward to nifty's cooking, he never remembered having home cooked meals before coming to the hotel, living off of energy drinks and 99cent ramen from the corner store, maybe he did like being at the hotel, as crazy as it sounded.

Angel walked out of the kitchen with a stack of pancakes and sat down near the bar, close enough to try and make small talk with the bartender but still far enough away that he wouldn't bother husk too much. It felt much more relaxing this way.
As Angel started to eat his breakfast he felt someone sit on the other side of the couch from him, looking over his eyes connected with a brightly lit pair of amber eyes that stared at him for a few seconds before looking away, husk propped his feet on the coffee table in front of him.
"Mornin" husk quietly mumbled to the spider, Angel smiled "mornin ta you too"
Angel had finished his breakfast but yet something was keeping him on that couch, he wanted to stay and talk but every time he tried to say something he would lose his train of thought, mesmerized by his shiny brown fur and the sleepy look in his eyes, he thought it was odd that husk was up this early, he would usually sleep until 3 or 4 in the afternoon after keeping the hotel safe all night, or maybe just until he was sure Angel got home safe. Angel had never really thought about it before, husk only lived down the hallway from him but he never saw him go to bed before him. It was a sweet but fleeting thought. "Were you okay last night?" Angel paused at the question, husk had never asked something like that before, he was surprised to hear it from the feline, husk looked away after saying it. "You worried?" "So what if I am?" Angel chuckled at the response. "You want me to getcha some breakfast?" Angel tried to avoid the question, husk replied in a low voice "go ahead." Angel gathered his plate from the table and got up heading for the kitchen. "Here ya go, extra whip cream cause yknow.. ur a cat, cats like milk right?" Angel laughed audibly at his own joke and husk begrudgingly took the plate from him. "Pretty good actually." Husk had a small smile on his face. "Glad ya like it". A few minutes went by and after husk was done he took the plate again and brought it back to the kitchen where nifty was now elbows deep in dirty dishes, soap bubbles going everywhere as she frantically cleaned them.
Angel gave a small wave to husk across the room and went back to his room on the second floor.

Edit: thanks for reading so far guys!! I'll try and upload more once finals finish up :)