Hazbin High

Nightmares

A few weeks had passed since the whole incident. No one had seen Angel at school. But Cherri and Rosie reassured them. Both always came with news. Angel was currently in  the hospital and his father was in prison. Valentino was currently in hiding and no one knew where but most thought he was dead.

Vox and Velvette returned from New Jersey as soon as the whole thing went south. "Fuck this, I hate him. Why can't he have been more careful?" Velvette complained as usual. Vox ignored her. He was done with having to pick up after Val and Velvette. All they both did was create chaos for him.

Alastor hummed a tune as he walked into the hospital. All of his friends had said they couldn't come to visit that day but Alastor knew all too well that it was to give them privacy. Angel was kept in room number 17 on the third floor of the establishment. He walked to the room, excited to see his boyfriend again. "He is not in a good condition right now." the nurse escorting him said. Alastor just nodded before entering the room.

Angel was sitting on the bed. His knees held close to his chest and his head hanging low. He didn't hear Alastor entering as if he were in a trance. He was shivering and shaking as if he had seen a ghost. Alastor gently approached him and placed a hand on his shuolder.

As if someone had pressed a trigger, Angel leapt from his place, turned around and hissed at Alastor. But his tear filled blues softened when they met the brown eyes of his boyfriend. He started sobbing. "It's okay, my dear." Alastor said, pulling him into a hug. Angel sobbed into Alastor's shirt.

After a few minutes he let go and sat in his bed properly. "Talk to me, my love." Alastor said carressing Angel's cheeks. "I keep having nightmares about him." Angel said. Alastor cupped his cheek and caressed it with his thumb. "He hurt you too. And..... And it's all my fault. God, knows what he would have done to you." Angel added. "It wasn't your fault, Mon Ange." Alastor replied. The French nickname, made Angel turn a deep shade of red. "You're such a tease, Al." Angel said, blushing.

[P.S. I don't know French or Italian, I only know like four languages, I am just using Google translate and therefore I am sorry for anything that was wrong, blame Google not me.]

"Mon amour, you look so pretty when you blush like that." Alastor added with a smile, making Angel blush ever harder. Alastor always had such an effect on him. Angel suddenly smirked. He wasn't going to let Alastor have the upper hand here. He pulled Alastor closed so that their lips were merely a few inches apart. Alastor was starting to turn red. They had yet to have their first kiss as they mostly only kissed each other on their cheeks or forehead.

"You're such a tease, il mio bel diavolo." Angel whispered. Alastor turned bright red. He didn't know Italian but he did know that this sentence translated to 'my handsome devil'. He was flustered. "Ahem." he coughed nervously.

"How about you come stay at my house for a few days?" he asked. Angel immediately turned red again. "You want me to stay with you?" he asked. "Yes, Mon cher. I know you have nightmares. Stay with me for a few days." Alastor offered. "Ok." was all Angel could say as he turned extremely red.

I am so sorry I know it's a really short update but my exams start from tomorrow. I am going to be very busy and this cute scene was in my head so I wrote it down. Hope y'all liked it. See you all later.

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