Takes place after S1, a couple months after.
TW: vox being horny as usual and telling ppl to kts
I accidentally posted without editing and rereading but oh well oopsies lol
It was a regular day for vox
Well, regular for the past year or so.
Ever since alastor came back from who knows where, being gone for 7 fuckin years. That guy made vox completely crazy by doing literally nothing, just the pure existence of the radio demon made Vox want to smash him into a wall... (you can interperet that context in more than one way)
How dare he?
How fucking dare he??
How dare this old timey asshole just LEAVE for 7 years without any explanation and just come back like it was nothing? And to top it all off, he had the guts to interfere in VOX'S song that he spent years rehearsing and just ruin everything, and make an absolute joke out of him!
The moments replay in vox's head
"he asked me to join his team! I said no and now hes pissy thats the tea!"
...
" I said no and now hes pissy-"
Fuck...
Who did this prick think he was? Does he really think he's all that great and whatever? Always a cocky bitch, thinking he's too good for everyone...
He was just too scared to admit that he needed vox, and that he's literally nothing without him.
And Vox knew that from the start.
It had been a year since that incident happened. Alastor probably gave no mind to it at this point, but there was no way vox could forget how he humiliated him for all of hell to see...
His eyes flutter open to the rays of red sunlight beaming through the window on vox's screen.
He tares up at the ceiling for a moment before turning to Valentino's side of the bed, to see nobody there. Unlike vox, val and velvette were early birds, waking up at around 7 or 8am. Vox however, was dozing off in bed until 10am at earliest. As a busy businessman, he couldn't sleep for too long throughout the day as he had important activities to do.
He lossens his grip on his alastor body pillow, glancing over to it as he rolls his eyes and makes the bed neatly, being sure to tuck the sheets and pat his pillows.placing them on the bed.
As usual, he does his regular morning routine.
Wipe screen, brush teeth, make coffee yeah whatever.
Walking in to his closet, the demon searches for his black and red striped sweater vest.
"I could've sworn I washed it..."
Vox looks through piles and piles of mainly identical clothes of red, black and blue. Since that was pretty much all he wore.
He stopped for a moment
Bringing his hands closer, his eyes widen slightly to see a sweater. It was an orange turtleneck sweater which was rather out of place for his wardrobe.
But it wasn't just any sweater. It was the one he used to wear 70 years ago.
When he was friends with alastor.
Furrowing his eyebrows, the overlord felt a sudden rush of disgust to think ever even wore that thing...
He averts his eyes away from the old garment as his fists clench tightly before stuffing it back in the corner In an agressive manner
