Heartstrings in Hell

Chapter 4: Bleeding Crushes

As Angel Dust's performance reached its climax, Casper found himself lost in a whirlwind of emotions, his heart racing with exhilaration and longing. The sultry demon's every move seemed to cast a spell over him, leaving him utterly enchanted.

However, amidst the pulsating rhythm of the music and the hypnotic sway of Angel Dust's hips, Casper was suddenly jolted back to reality by Cherri Bomb's mischievous voice beside him.

"Looks like somebody's got a crush on Angel, huh?" Cherri teased, her playful tone laced with amusement.

The word "crush" hung in the air like a heavyweight, and before Casper could react, a gush of baby-pink blood erupted from his nose, staining his cheeks with embarrassment. It was a reaction he had grown accustomed to – a peculiar side effect of his sensitivity to certain words, particularly ones associated with matters of the heart.

Casper's face flushed scarlet as he hastily attempted to stem the flow of blood with the sleeve of his tattered coat. "S-sorry," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's an anime thing."

Cherri Bomb burst into laughter at his flustered response, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "Oh, sweetheart, you're too precious!" she exclaimed, slinging an arm around his shoulders in a playful gesture of camaraderie. "But seriously, it's okay to have a crush on Angel Dust. He's a real charmer, that one."

Casper could feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he glanced nervously in Angel Dust's direction. The flamboyant demon was still basking in the adoration of the crowd, oblivious to the commotion he had caused.

Despite his mortification, Casper couldn't deny the truth in Cherri Bomb's words. There was something undeniably alluring about Angel Dust, something that stirred feelings within him that he had long thought buried.

As the night wore on and the echoes of the club faded into the darkness, Casper found himself grappling with newfound emotions and desires that threatened to consume him. Little did he know, his encounter with Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb was only the beginning of a journey that would test the limits of his courage and resilience in the unforgiving depths of Hell.