New Emotions-A Huskerdust story (Fan-Fiction)

Late Night Talks

⚠️TW: MENTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND ABUSE⚠️

~Husk POV~

Later that night I was washing more cups at the bar, about to finish my shift, when Angel Dust walked in silently crying. He had bruises all over his body and a bandage wrapped around his thigh with a blood stain. 

" Geez, what happened to you?" I ask him, worried. He was clearly hurt.

"I...don't wanna talk about it," He says as he sits at the bar.

"Ok, I respect your boundaries," I say with a comforting smile. He notices but doesn't smile back. He just looks down.

"Do you want a drink?" I ask him, hoping that it wasn't the wrong thing to say or the wrong time to say it.

"No, can we just talk for a bit, if that's okay with you?" He asked me, still looking down. I don't know why, but him saying that made me feel...happy?

"Of course, we can talk, anything you want to talk about?" I ask him

"Not really, just talk" he answered back with a soft smile while looking back up at me slowly, 

"AHH FUCK," He cried almost immediately looking back down in pain as two of his hands covered the bandage on his leg quickly.

"Are you okay?" I ask him. I knew he wasn't okay, but I asked unconsciously.

"Yeah, I'm...I'm fine" He answered back to me.

"Stop the bullshit, I know you're not okay," I snap back at him

"I'll be fine by tomorrow," he tells me

"No, your n-"

"I'M FINE HUSK! I'LL BE FINE, JUST LIKE I ALWAYS AM!!" He cut me off. I could see tears forming in his eyes. I jump back, surprised at what he just said. He wasn't fine, so why wouldn't he let me help him?

"I'm sorry," I tell him, "I didn't think you would get so mad"

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell. Look, it's been a long day, I'm going to go back to my room" he got up and started limping towards the stairs. I immediately got up and picked him up bridal style.

"Wha...what are you doing?" He asked me confused and nervous. I could tell because his face was turning red and he was playing with his necklace, which is what he does when he gets nervous.

"Calm down, I know you're 'fine' but you are not walking up the stairs with a busted ass leg," I say as I start walking up the stairs "I am going to carry you to your room and put some fresh bandage on your cut,"

"You don't have to do this husk," he tells me

"Yes, I do" We get to his room and the moment I walk in I see baby pink walls with a queen-sized bed in the corner, surrounded by pictures of fat nuggets. On the end of his bed is a...dog bed? Pig bed? A bed for fat nuggets and fat nuggets' food and water bowl. And of course, everything is pink. I lay him in the bed softly and take one of the pillows his head isn't on and put it under his injured leg. 

"Do you have any bandages in your bathroom?" I ask him

"Yeah, in the cabinet under the sink," he tells me and points to the bathroom door. I go into the bathroom and see a shower with a pink shower curtain and a pink counter with a white sink on it. There was a white cabinet with more pictures of fat nuggets on it. I open it, grab the bandages, and go to Angel.

"You don't have to do this," Angel says to me

"Stop saying that and let me take care of you," I say back to him. He seemed flustered, I don't think anyone's ever cared for him like this. I sat on the edge of the bed and started unwrapping the old bandage already on his leg.

"How did this even happen?" I asked Angel, curiously. 

"I was 20 minutes late to a shoot," he tells me while I was unwrapping the bandage.

"That's a stupid reason to give you a 6-inch scar," I say while wrapping the new bandage onto his leg.

"Yeah, that's not all he did though," he said to me.

"What do you mean that's not all he did?" I said angry. If Valentino did something worse than this scar, I would march up to the studio and beat the shit out of him myself.

Angel rolled his sleeve up to show me a bullet hole in his shoulder.

"THAT MOTHERFUCKER SHOT YOU!?!" I yelled. I couldn't believe it, I ought to go to that studio and shoot that motherfucker right back.

"Quiet!" Angel told me, "I don't want anyone else to know about this" 

"But ang-" I tried to say, but he unexpectedly put his finger over my mouth.

"I don't want to hear it" he took his finger off my mouth "I don't need anyone else knowing about this, especially not Charlie, you got that," I wanted to say something, but I couldn't. Angel putting his finger on my mouth made me feel something I had never felt before. I managed to spit out one word.

"Okay," I said. I finished wrapping his leg, but now I needed to wrap his shoulder.

"Could you sit up so I could get to your shoulder?" I asked him. He nodded and sat up. I stood up so I could reach his shoulder. I started to wrap his shoulder, we didn't say much while I did so. We just sat there, it didn't feel awkward though. Once I finished wrapping his shoulder, I helped him lay back down.

"Goodnight legs," I said to him while leaving his room.

"Maybe you could sleep here tonight, with me?" He said in a flirty and joking voice.

"Nice try, just get some rest, let your body heal," I said.

"Okay kitten, sweet dreams," He said to me as I left the room. I closed the door behind me and started to walk to my room.

"Husk?" A tired voice asked from behind me.

"Charlie?" I asked back as I turned around.

"Why were you leaving Angel's room?" She asked me with a grin.

"I was helping him with something," I said as her grin grew slightly, "Oh calm down you dirty-minded bitch. Why aren't you in bed with Vaggie?" I asked her, and her grin disappeared.

"I- I was- I needed to grab something," She said then ran back to her room. I wonder what she had to grab, all I know is I saw a chain and collar sticking out of her pocket. I laughed a little then walked back to my room.