New Emotions-A Huskerdust story (Fan-Fiction)

What Is This Feeling?

~Husk POV~

Once I got to my room, I put on my pajamas and sat on the edge of my bed. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't stop thinking about him.

Why was he so resistant to me? Why was he holding in his pain when it was clear he needed help? Is this how badly he is hurt every day? How did I not notice before now?

After thinking about these questions, I realized I had been staring at the wall thinking for 3 hours and it was 1 am. I had to be up at 5:30 for work. I don't know why I have to be up that early to work at a bar, I have never seen anyone get a drink at 6 am.

So I lay down closed my eyes, and tried to sleep. 

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WHY WON'T MY BRAIN SHUT UP!!

I just can't stop about Angel Dust; and how much he hurts. You know what, I'm going to just wait for him to come back from work tomorrow and see if he is okay. Does that make you happy brain?

...

Good, now I can sleep. I close my eyes to get some rest finally.

~Angel Dust POV~

I lay in my bed hoping to sleep. I turn to the clock to check the time, it's 11 30 and I have to be at work at 6:30 tomorrow because Val is making me work a double shift again. This is what I get for being late to a shoot.

I feel bad for making Husk worried about me though. I didn't need him to help me, but then again, if he didn't Charlie would probably find out. And I really didn't need her trying to help me. Remember what happened last time she tried to help?

I hope Husk won't do the same, it could put both of us in danger. I wonder if Husk is still up worried about me. I hope he isn't, the last thing I need is another "Charlie at the Studio" event.

I probably need to get to sleep now, it's already 12:30 and I have to be up at 5:30. I close my eyes and try to get to sleep.

I try and try to sleep, but I'm way too uncomfortable with all these bandages, and for some reason, I can't stop thinking about Husk. He helped me when I said I was fine, either I'm a horrible liar or he is really good at reading people's emotions. 

He put the bandages on so delicately, and for someone with claws for hands, he is surprisingly gentle. The way he wrapped the bandage around my thigh and didn't say anything about it. That must have been the first time since I arrived at hell that someone touched my thigh and didn't hurt or sexualize me.

I should talk to him tomorrow about this. Wait WHAT?! AM I CRAZY?!?! There is no way in hell I am telling husk about these feelings! He might get the wrong idea and that would ruin our friendship!

I might tell him later when we get closer. If we get closer.

I look at the clock and realize it is 1 in the morning and I have to be up in 4 hours. I close my eyes and I finally get some rest

~Husk POV~

I get up out of bed and 5:20 the next morning. The first thing that pops up in my head is if Angel is okay. I thought I might check on him, so I put on my clothes and walked over to Angel's room. I knock at the door and open it to find Angel sleeping with fat nuggets on his stomach.

He is so adorable when he sleeps. I walk over to see if his shoulder is okay. His eyes start to open as he starts to wake.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" I ask, hoping that I didn't ruin his sleep.

"You're good, I'm supposed to wake up in a few minutes anyw...wait a minute, what are you doing in my room?" Angel asks

"I...I had to make sure you were okay after last night," I say. I could feel the blood rushing to my face the second I answered. Why was I getting so flustered over him?

"Well, sense you're here..." He started to say in a flirty and obviously joking voice.

"Don't even start, don't you have to get ready for work?" I cut him off almost immediately.

"Yeah, I do. I need to change," I take that as a cue and leave almost immediately. I went downstairs and got some breakfast.  I start to eat a bagel while refilling the bar. Angel came downstairs, sat at the bar, and put his head down.

~Angel Dust POV~

"It's 6 am," Husk tells me.

"I don't want a drink, calm down," I tell him, slightly lifting my head just enough to make eye contact. I obviously didn't want to work today, but it's not like I have a choice. Val owned my soul and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

"So, why are you at the bar?"

I hesitated to answer that question, "...You..." I could feel the blood rushing to my face. Husk and I sat there in silence for about a minute until Husk finally decided to speak.

"Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

"No, not really," I answered back.

"So then...why?"

"I guess...I've learned to like your company the past few days" I say back, slightly smiling. I look at the clock and realize it's 6:15.

"OH SHIT!," I immediately get up and rush out the door, "BYE HUSK, SEE YOU TONIGHT!!" I leave so fast I don't even wait for him to respond. I can't be late again, Val would kill me, figuratively and literally! I get to the studio at 6:20, so luckily I'm not late. 

Now all I have to worry about is getting everything else perfect.

~Husk POV~

Angel ran out and slammed the door behind him. I wish he could have stayed longer, I always love the little chats we have. He always tries to look so confident way he talks to me, but I can see through that act in a heartbeat. On the inside, I know he's a shy loser who wants to be left alone with fat nuggets for hours.

Around 30 minutes after Angel left, Charlie came downstairs and sat on the couch.

"Where's Angel?" she asked me.

"He left for work half an hour ago," I tell her, "I'm gonna head up to my room real quick, be right back,"

"Okay!"

I walk up the stairs and into my room. I close the door behind me and sit on my bed. I start thinking about how Angel rushed out this morning. How fast he closed the door, not waiting for me to say bye back. 

I just hope he doesn't get hurt at work today.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been just really busy. I'm going to start having little notes at the end of each chapter from now on 😁😁. Thanks for almost 100 views!! See you all next chapter. Goodbye my little alterhumans❤️❤️❤️

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-Luna