The day came, on Friday, the gala. Husk was choosing clothes for himself and for his "date". Angel on the other hand, was nervous, was about to go to a place full of overlords and he was just a sinner.
-Mm, Husk?
-Yes, Angel?
-I wanted to know if ya already have my suit for tonight, if ya're not, I can go ta buy one.
-You will have it in a few hours, meanwhile, could you fix the casino tables?
-Got it, Huskyyy.
-Don't call me like that, goodbye.
Hours later, Angel returns to fix the tables, he was a little tired, there were many tables. When he arrived in his room he saw clothes in his bed, it was a yellow cracked dress with small glitters on top, a pearl necklace and dark board gloves. In his desk there was makeup that he played with clothes, Angel would never tell Husk but was fascinated with clothes, he loved it.
In the office, Husk was impatient, Angel was taking a long time and sincerely Husk was afraid that Angel hasn't liked clothes.
-Angel, please come here.
-I'm here, Husk.
When Angel appeared Husk was perplexed, the dress fits him very good.
-And? How do i look? I must say that I am surprised that ya know about clothes.
-Y... You look good, Angel Dust.
-Mmh? Thank ya, ya are not bad eitha', yer bun matches my dress.
-Ha, yes, that's what I was thinking.
Before they could continue talking a limousine showed at the door of the casino and touched the horn.
-It seems they have come for us.
-What? Didn't ya have a limo?
-Yes, I have it, but Zestial insisted on taking us. I will not say not to a free trip without paying gas.
-Ha, ha, I agree.
They entered the limousine and went to the gala. When they arrived, the first thing Angel saw was a huge palace, he was completely delighted with the place, Husk, on the other hand, was not so delighted, since he had already gone there many times.
-Wow, this place is huge! Great!
-Mmh, I've seen better.
-What? Ya do not like it?
-Ehh, it's not so impressive.
-Oh, shut up, this makes the casino looks small.
Husk turned his eyes and entered. At the entrance there was a goalkeeper who was in charge of seeing if the invitations were true.
-Good night, gentlemen, would you mind spending your invitation?
-Eh, yes, here you have.
Husk gave the doorman invitation.
-Thanks, do you two come together?
-Yeah.
The goalkeeper released a small laugh.
-What's up? What is the problem?
-It is incredible that you have hired a porn star to be your companion, it is incredible that you are just so lonely that you cannot find someone to take ... or at least someone more expensive, this is not a place for cheap whores.
Husk's face got red from anger, but before he could say something, Angel brought out.
-Ha ha ha! What do ya know about sex? Piece of lazy whistle, shot eyes with green teeth, poorly defined shit of the ass, ya couldn't touch me a hair. Ha! Ya are the most patetic bein' that has appeared in this hell.
Husk makes a smile from ear to ear.
-Then, will ya let us pass? Or do ya want me to continue humiliatin' ya a little more? I know how ta work with masochists.
The goalkeeper purses the face and lets them go, reluctantly.
-Wow, Angel, that was... wow.
-Ha, I know. Bein' so long in the sexual industry prepares ya ta be able to deal with pricks like that.
-Well, you did well, Angel.
To interrupt the conversation, Zestial appeared.
-Husk, friend! Good that you arrived.
-Greetings, Zestial, thanks for inviting me.
Zestial realizes Angel.
-Oh! Who is this gentleman?
-It is my companion, Angel Dust.
-A... a pleasure, Lord Zestial.
Angel said with nervousness.-Angel Dust... weren't you with Valentino?
Angel under his eyes and his expression changed, Husk noticed this and spoke for him.
-He was, but Val and I made a bet, he lost and now belongs to me.
-Oh, good! I fear that I will have to say goodbye and greet the other guests, but prepare, it will soon be the time to dance.
-Fine then, goodbye, Zestial.
When Zestial left Husk headed his gaze to Angel.
-Are you okay? I regret if what Zestial told you affected you, I am sure that he did not do it with that intention.
-Ya will neva' talk for me again, understand?
-W... w... What?
-I could answa' alone, the last thin' I want is ta be rememba'ed that my soul is no longa' mine, so shut up.
-I... I'm sorry, I just tried to help.
-If ya want ta help, do me favor and close yer mouth, don't ya have enough ta possess my soul? Now ya want ta control my life?
-You know what? Fuck you! I just was trying to help. The next time I will let them fuck you, idiot.
-Good!
Before they could be separated, the music began to sound. As soon as the song "The Masochism Tango" was heard the crowd gathered, leaving Angel and Husk confronted.
-Agh, let's end this.
Husk said offering his hand for Angel to grip it, Angel doubt but with an annoying face he grabbed it.
-Yes, whateva'.
At first, although their dance was perfectly coordinated, you could see annoyance with each other in their looks, but as the song progressed that annoyance faded, by the time the song ended they were already smiling at each other.
Even though the song had ended, Husk and Angel were left staring at each other.-Eh... Husk? the song is ova'.
-What? Huh... oh! Yeah! The song! Eh, sorry, ha ha.
The night passed quietly, even dinner time, although Angel was very difficult for the cutlery, he could remember almost everything.
When the Angel and Husk party ended they were left out of the palace waiting for the limo to pick them up.
-Hey, Husk.
-Yeah?
-I'm sorry if I behaved like a bitch in there, it is just that... no matta' where, it seems that that... man chases me. I... it's stupid, I know.
-It's not stupid, it must be difficult, to escape from your past ... I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have to speak for you.
Angel releases a small sigh of fatigue and relief.
-Then we are well?
-We are well, Angel.
Then his limousine arrived and went to the house/Casino.
End of Cap 7.
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My Soul Is Yours (💗Huskerdust🐱) translation in english (NOT MY ART)
RomanceAU Husk overlord. After winning a bet against Valentino, Husk is forced to take one of his souls. Angel Dust, on the other hand, is not so sure about this because of his bad experiences.