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I Guess I'll Make You Miss Me

Laughter filled the halls of the hotel as Husk and Anthony sat at the bar, just laughing the night away. 

Of course, there was the occasional fit of coughing from Angel, poor, sick, Angel. 

But other than that, it felt like the perfect night.

Nifty hummed while sweeping off the floor in front of the parlor, Charlie was busy keeping a strict eye on Angel's physical health while Vaggie tried to keep a close eye on Charlie's mental health.

And Alastor...well Alastor was doing Alastor things.

meanwhile, at the bar, Angel and Husk sat face to face with each other, Angel's hand was brushed against Husk's as he sipped a water (the work of Charlie, who stated "You're sick, and Alchahol isn't a great medicine")

"So, three children?" Husk asked. Angel shook his head "no, two and Fat Nuggets".

Husk gave a hearty laugh. "Ok then, what about our house?"

Angel thought for a moment before confidently stating, "A small suburban house,"

"Really? No, extravagant mansion?" Husk questioned. Angel chuckled, "Nah"

Husk nodded, thoughtfully.

"I made you guys chamomile tea! Charlie cheered, putting down two mugs on the table.

"Thanks dollface!" Angel grinned.

Husks nodded in approval, and sipped his tea. 

Angel just guzzled half the mug in two seconds, the only reason he stopped was to talk again.

"I'd want our kids names to be Glam and Dooz"

"Dooz?"

Angel grinned and nodded, chugging down the rest of his tea.

"Beautiful" Husk breathed, half talking about the names, half talking about Angel

He had gotten so thin and frail, so fragile, yet he looked beautiful as ever. His eyes sparkled in the hellish heat, and his gold tooth leaned against his mouth like a prize

When he laughed, his eyes shot up so far, you could almost asume they were rockets.

"what, did you just find a mirror?" Angel asked, reaching his hand out to cup Husks cheek in his. "Because the only beautiful thing I see in the room..."

He looked up from his barstool, reaching his lips up for a light peck.

Of course, that light peck turned into something amazing. 

It was something intimate, their tounges collapsing into each other, spit mixing into a dream.

"Hey lovebirds! No Pda!" Vaggie scorned, rolling her eyes.

Alastor eyes looked grim as he watched the couple with repulsion. "I will never understand this generation" he sighed, walking- er, gliding? Up to his room.

Angel whimpered something about Vaggie being "a fuckish cock-block" against Husks mouth and leaned back

unexpectedly, Angel started to lean forward and cough, sputtering and holding onto his abdomen.

"Oh shit- Angel" Husk reached out and gripped Angels hand as he coughed.

"im ok- Im okay!" Angel sat up, and looked at Husk with sickly eyes.

"You should sleep" Husk sighed, walking around the counter 

"Oh cmon...Lets at least have some fun~" Angel remarked  flirtasiously.