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Cigarettes Out The Window

enjoy some angsty fluff lmao. more smut coming soon probably i am so sorry 💀 listening to loser baby as i write this,, and yes the title is TV Girl!!!!! ok now go read you little shit <3

Angel stood on the highest balcony of the hotel, one of his upper arms resting on the railing. His lower set of arms was busy holding his phone and scrolling through angry texts from Valentino, every word just as gut-wrenching as a punch in the stomach. His one spare hand held a cigarette, the usual orange-colored part on it was instead a light pink. The smoke that came off of the cigarette was a similar shade of pink, just slightly darker.

Angel's knees went weak as he read on, eyes welling up with tears. He bit his cheek, muttering under his breath.

"You should be used to this by now, Angel.. why are you still crying?"

Tears turned into sobs, he fell to the floor and buried his face in his knees. All his arms wrapped around himself except for one- the one holding the cigarette. The smoke danced through the air, catching the eye of a certain gambler.

Husk looked up, quickly noticing that the smoke was coming from Angel. His stomach sunk with worry, clearing his throat.

"Angel! T'Fuck are you doin up there?!" He said, trying his best to keep a stern voice.

Angel froze, looking down at Husk. He quickly wiped his tears and ran inside, slamming the sliding door to the balcony shut and closing the curtain. Although, he did open the door just slightly, sneaking his cigarette in the gap. Charlie would kill him if the room smelled like smoke.

Husk bolted inside the hotel, nearly sprinting up the stairs as worry filled him to the brim.

He slowed down, tiptoeing into the room Angel was in. He made sure to keep his steps- and voice quiet.

Angel was in the same position as before, practically huddled into a ball. Husk took a hesitant seat next to Angel, wanting nothing more than to hug him; but he knew better than to just GRAB him without warning.

Angel's breath was deep and shaky, gaze moving to Husk. He looked at him with wide, weak eyes, reaching a hand out to him.

Husk grabbed his hand, giving it a tender, loving squeeze.

"Angel.. babe, whats wrong." Husk said, his stern tone faltering into one of concern.

"..J-Just Val," Angel stammered, voice deeper and a lot less sassier than usual. This sudden change caught Husk off guard, his facial expression moulding into one of just pure worry.

"I fucking hate Val.. goddamn bag of dicks," Husk mumbled, a hiss-like sound rumbling through his chest as he spoke.

One of Husk's wings wrapped around Angel like a shield, the spider leaning onto Husk's shoulder. Husk muttered comforting and loving words, Angel's breathing going back to normal after a while.

Angel took a drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke through the little gap and then putting the cigarette out completely. He flicked it onto the balcony and shut the door, then leaning his head over and giving Husk a gentle kiss on the head.

"Thank ya, Whiskers."

im so proud of this