Sick HuskerDust

Red Smoke

Valentino has always smoked red cigarettes. These cigarettes had mind controlling effects, which makes the victim feel lightheaded, and dissasociated. Valentino knew this, and he often used it to his advantage.

Valentino would often use these cigarettes to manipulate his favourite slut, Angel Dust.

Angel Dust has often passed out on set due to the side effects of these red cigarettes, and Valentino wasted no time turning that into a scene, "because there's a kink for that".

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One late evening, Angel stumbled back to the Hazbin Hotel. His lower arms were wrapped around his stomach, as he stretched with his upper arms. He groaned as he staggered over to the bar. He collapsed into a barstool, his face smooshed into his arms, resting on the bar.

"You look like shit" Husk chirped.

"I'm fine. Nothing's wrong" Angel perked up, defensively. He sat up straight in his seat.

"I... didn't say anything even close to that."  Husk glanced over to Angel. Confusion written all over his face.

Angel slumped in his seat. His breathing kinda heavy.

He had been subjected to being around Valentino's red smoke all day, and it had made him feel like shit. He felt lightheaded, he had a throbbing headache, and he felt nauseous. It was like the worst migraine Angel had ever experienced. It was like the smoke was literal poison.

Husk could tell something was off. He knew Angel was good at hiding bad things that happened to him. That was the worst part of Angel being an Actor. He was good at faking things. He was especially good at faking being okay, even when he was very far from it. However, today it seemed the mask had slipped.

Husk made the decision not to serve Angel any alcohol. He knew it would just make him feel worse.

Instead, Husk poured Angel a cup of ginger tea with some honey.

Angel didn't even question it, instead he gratefully took the tea. He sipped it slowly, enjoying how the honey felt on his throat.

Angel started falling asleep at the bar, his head resting on his folded arms. No matter how hard he tried, however, he couldn't sleep. His head was throbbing in time with his heartbeat. He scrunched up his eyes, desperately wishing for sleep to come and take him.

"You okay?" Husk noticed Angel tossing and turning on the bar stool. He looked kinda confused.

Angel's eyes shot open, his heart pounding, and his breathing heavy
"Huh?"

Husk was fed up of Angel acting like everything was okay.
"Enough of this bullshit. You're goin' to bed."

"Hm... kinky..." Angel muttered tiredly.

Husk rolled his eyes. "Just, go to bed."

"...can you come with me?..."

The words hung thick in the air. It wasn't a sexual remark, rather a request. A request that suggested Angel had stopped his act; he wasn't acting like everything was okay anymore. He was genuinely asking for comfort.

"Sure, kid. Come on, let's go." Husk gave in, reluctantly.

Angel attempted to stand from the barstool. He suddenly felt dizzy and weak. He collapsed against Husk.

"Shit. Angel, come on, quit the act." Angel remained unconscious. "Angel?"

Genuine concern laced Husk's voice.

"Oh for fuck's sake."

Husk two fingers against Angel's throat, feeling for a pulse. Too many times has he seen someone pass out at a bar and die. He was satisfied when he felt Angel's pulse. It was rapid, but it was a pulse.

He picked up Angel in his arms. Bridle-style, not that he was gonna admit it.

Husk carried Angel back to the spider's room. Which was made far too difficult by Angel's lanky height.

With great difficulty, Husk finally managed to carry Angel back to bed. He pulled the covers up to Angel's chest.

He left some painkillers on the nightstand. Not enough to OD on, only the correct dosage. He also left a glass of water.

Husk turned to leave, when he felt one of Angel's many hands clasp onto his wrist.

"...stay?..." he muttered quietly.

Husk pulled the chair from Angel's dressing table over to the bedside. He sat down, letting Angel hold his hand.

Angel groaned, before he tugged Husk into bed with him. Surprisingly not for anything sexual. Angel snuggled close to Husk, resting his head against Husk's chest. He fell asleep in Husk's arms.

Husk didn't even have time to register what happened, before Angel was asleep in his arms. Husk rubbed Angel's back somewhat soothingly.

Angel smiled softly in his sleep, finally feeling safe and comforted.