~RadioStatic~

~Twisted Love~

Standing there with the horrifying radio demons arms wrapped around Vox's body, made Vox stand stiff with tears running down his face. Vox felt like hell froze over. "Why is he touching me? This is wrong...he doesn't like touch..he never has.." Vox thought to himself as tears ran down his face until one of the tears fell down and hit Alastors suit. "Fuck Al!" Vox pushes Alastor away, "I don't mean to...also what the fuck...why did you hug me? You don't like touch..everyone knows that.". Vox wipes his tears away, "You stupid old shit-" Vox says in a joking tone to lighten the mood.  Alastor laughed a little, it reminded him of the old days when they used to work together. A drop of sadness fell over him as he missed the TV but would never admit it. Alastor feels the dampness on his shoulder, he really didn't mind as much as he thought he would have. " haha.. It's quite alright Vox water never hurt me before." The grin on Alastor's face loosened. He stepped closer to Vox not liking the space between them. He would reach his hand out, grabbing the other hand gently.  Vox looks at the hands, touching 1 million memories rush, back as the two hands collide, slowly intertwining their fingers together, as if it were a dance that was life or death. The touch of Alastor made Vox happy, but Vox felt unsure about it as he didn't want to make Alastor uncomfortable or feel forced to do something he didn't want to. That was never something Vox wanted to do. Vox then pulls back in hesitation from Alastor but Alastor pulls back gripping onto Vox's hand securing its comfortable spot. "What do you plan to do here Al? I don't want to make you uncomfortable...I'm unworthy of that amount of love." Alastor simply laughed at the statement, Vox was one of the only demons in the Greta hell that would be worthy of Al. "You are more than worthy for me Vox. Dont think so low of yourself.", Alastor spoke again without his static, he then pulled the TV closer to him, there hips almost touching. "Originally I was here to make sure you were okay. It looks like you might just need more than that~" Alastor wrapped his other hand around the TV's tight hips, staring into his bright screen. "A-Al?!?" Now even more confused Vox tried to move out of Alastor's grip, but accidentally bumps into a button that starts a playlist that Vox made for Alastor a long time ago. Oldies that were Al's favorite at the time of them just meeting. Vox laughs in embarrassment but also in sadness because these songs were played a lot when Alastor and Vox first met. "Aha..this is pathetic, just tell me what you need." Alastor hums to the song that is playing for a hot second. He liked how much the TV admired him, maybe a little too much. "I don't need anything from you Voxxy~ I believe I miss you." Alastor played along to Vox's little fantasy. He didn't mind it. Some may actually say he liked this. Alastor used to call Vox, "Voxxy". Alastor squeezed Vox tighter swaying to the music, his grin was light and not tightened, his eyes shut. Vox raises and eyebrow, "Voxxy? Oh whatever you lame old man.." Vox dances along with Alastor. Vox then smiles a bit, as if things were going to be okay. "Al...I know you will just use me again...I don't  even have a contract yet you have me chained to your side...I would let you control my every move..I would tell you everyone I care for's weakness..I would try to give you heaven and hell.. but I am just your toy..forever will be..". Vox sighs as they dance together to oldies music and hear the slight screams and car noises stagger from outside. Alastor simply didn't respond to Vox, he dipped slowly gripping tight onto Vox looking straight into the screens eyes not moving from the dip. A moment of silence falls over the room before Alastor says, "you don't need to do all that for me vox.. your presences is enough.". Alastor brought them back up from the dip continuing the dance. he almost forgotten that he had a reason to be there, he ignored it for now. He was enjoying the music. "if you want me to have your soul that badly..simply give it to me vox." Alastor laughed gently. he held onto the TV like his life depended on it.
Clouds of green form around Alastor, and his horns begging to grow. Vox's screen face reflects with the green light, he stares into Alastor's eyes. Vox lets go of Alastor and gently touches Alastor's antlers. "I don't need to give my soul to you, for you already have it. Tell me what to do and I can do it in the best of my abilities. Al, you are so heavenly when you try to become a scary monster. Even all the technology in all of hell couldn't capture how you look in my eyes.". Alastor contains himself antlers going back into his skull the smoke leaving his surroundings. a faint blush on his cheeks. Not one single person in hell has called him "heavenly", it made his stomach feel gross. Alastor stood infront of Vox. It's now or never. "I wouldn't use you like I have before vox.." Alastor needed an excuse maybe he can get more out of Vox then he said, "I haven't been all truthful. I came to you because I need advice. on how to get more people to tune in on my radio broadcast." Alastor didn't need advice he needed a sponsor from the TV but he wasnt going to say that. He needed to add on, "I was very worried about you as well don't get me wrong. you haven't made a picture box video since our.. fight.." Alastor stepped closer missing voxs touch. (woah) "Of course that's why he is here..he wants me to help him get more listeners again" Vox thought as he pretended to think for a moment. "Al, maybe, you could join me in TV then? Well I know you wouldn't like that but we could do maybe a podcast type situation, although I don't think you know what that is, but it's basically radio! Unless you want something else...like a sponsored advertisement?..". Vox felt inside a tear again. "I am just an excuse for him to get more attention again...he doesn't care", Vox said to himself. Alastor wrapped his arm around the others waist, he could feel Vox getting upset again. he new the TV too well. "An advertisement would be lovely vox.. if you would do that for me~" Alastor whispering the last part in his normal voice, he leaned in and gave the TV a gentle peck on the cheek, alastor though maybe it would draw Vox's attention back onto him. alastor didn't mind it. normally he would have thrown up. Vox now blushing and slightly upset, "Al, don't confuse me again..I will make you and advertisement..but you don't have to try and manipulate me to get it...it doesn't make you weak to just ask.". Even though angry Vox kisses Alastor's collar in order to kiss back but not gross him out entirely. Alastor releases his grip on voxs waist bringing his hands up to the TV screen placing a hand on each side of it to force the TV to keep eye contact on the radio demon. "I'm not manipulating you voxxy." Alastor leans in his nose touching Vox's screen and a small spark of electricity hits Alastor's face. "I just needed some help from my old pal. you said it yourself you would do anything for me~" Alastor stays quiet for a second, only hearing the faint sound of music in the background. He felt weak now that Vox had brought it up and needed control. He did what another person would do (no they wouldn't) and kissed the TV. It wasn't long nor really a kiss more of a quick peck. Alastor did that on purpose to tease the tv. Vox shocked as a small bit of electricity runs down his body. Vox never thought this was going to happen.. the radio demon kissing Vox? No way. Vox was thrown off and still felt in pain after everything that has happened, "Why now?", Vox thought. "Why would he do this now? Why not before?" Vox then looked at Alastor, "Don't force yourself to do stupid things..especially things that won't mean anything to you anyway." Vox pushes Alastor and walks towards the window all sad and watches hells stupid sinners make havoc. "Al, I will go make your advertisement...after that I don't expect you to come back.. so what do you want on it?". Alastors eyes followed Vox all the way to the window. He couldn't tell Vox why he waited so long. Why he made Vox feel stupid and sad all these years. Alastor stepped closer to the window keeping his distance from the TV. He didn't want to scare him. "Whatever you wish to put on it Vox. it's your picture box." Alastor said looking out the window with he TV head. he felt..bad? he stood quiet listening to the music still. "Alright then, wait here while I get my people to work on an advertisement that will be fitting for a radio demon!", Vox says with a fake smile and slight chuckles. Vox leaves for a moment and gets things set up away from the studio and then eventually comes back after a while. "Alright so let's see here it will now be on air in a few minutes, if you hate it I can make sure everyone forgets they saw it and make a better one so here we go-", Vox turns on all the TV's and it plays some news channel and then when it goes to ads, it shows an old school style of ad that has Al's voice on it talking about his Radio Show. Vox's voice then comes over the ad. "I highly recommend you sinners listen to his radio show! You will be dying to hear the things that he has to say! Love your number one, Vox!" Then the ads go to normal other advertisements. Silence other than the TVs fill the room for a moment. "So? What do you think?". Alastor was surprised at how much effort was put into it. He did definitely enjoy it and was now satisfied. He felt the power run through him. He was grateful for the TV. It felt weird Alastor hadn't felt gratefull for anyone in a long time. "I did quite enjoy that Vox. I'm very impressed." Alastor spoke his smile tight as could be. Alastor stepped slowly over to the TV, "Thank you, Vox." Alastor says normally with no static. "You're welcome Al.." Vox feels like there is something wrong about this and he is getting overwhelmed "Al..I gotta check on something for your ad, to make sure it's on every platform... I will be back" Vox leaves for a few minutes to take a breather. Alastor sits there in shame, he feels bad but he likes it? He was slipping away from his original task and now wanted to prove to the TV he wasn't only there for the advertisement. Why did he want  to prove things to the TV? He hated Vox..right? Alastor dissappears black smoke left behind where he stood.