"I guess you can have one drink" is what Charlie said an hour before everyone left. One drink.
Now, it was 3 AM and Angel was sitting with Husk, on his eighth cocktail.
Angel stared at his ring for the millionth time, as it hung on his glove like a battered sloth. He grinned, turning it to face the light.
Husk had already changed out of his suit, and Angel his dress, and they were resting on the parlor couch in comfortable clothes, chatting the night away.
Angels smile was wider than the seven rings of hell, as, with their legs intertwined they hung off of the couch.
Angels hand was slipped into Husks, and the other was swishing around a pink-ish drink with a cherry in it.
He gingerely took another sip, and placed it on the coffee table infront of them. Angel giggled, as he leaned into Husks fur, he was reciting an old war story from his 20's.
"So they were surrounding us, and Keith's eyes were so narrowed it looked like he didnt even have eyes anymore. Suddenly, their canons came in from their fort, and we had to scatter.
This guy on the other team, he was holding a fucking mace, and he ran towards us with it. All of a sudden-" Angel yawned sleepily, and clutched Husks wing.
"What are you doing?" He laughed, staring at Angels beautiful face.
Angel wrapped the wing arround him like a blanket, and reached up to peck Husks lips.
"Are you drunk, Goddamnit Doll, I knew I shouldnt have made you so many cocktails" Husk chuckled, hoisting an arm around Angel.
"Yknow-" Husk stopped abrubtly as Angel started to sob, he wiped his eye with the palm of his hand, but the tears kept streaming down
"Angel, baby, are you Ok?" Husk panicked, watching as Angel held on tighter to Husks wings.
"Im *hic* so *hic* happy..." He cried, "then why are you crying?" Husk questioned, wiping his tears.
"Im gonna die in a- In a fucking week" Angel breathed, panick filling his eyes as the concept finally filled his brain.
"I dont wanna die again- Husk its too painful and sad and-and" Angel started to cough heavily, burrowing his head into Husks shoulder.
Then the blood came. It flew across the couch and coffee table, as Angel started to cough more violently.
"Anthony!" Husk panicked, picking up his light husband. He quickly jogged to his bedroom, laying Angel down on the mattress.
His hands fluttered around, not knowing what to do. They finally rested on Husks cheeks, and Husk pulled his forehead against his.
"I want to do something to help- Baby tell me what to do!" Husk gasped in despair, trying to stay calm.
"What can I do to help?" He managed out.
His voice was rough and unwavering, serious and slow. He wanted Angel to know the extent of things he would do for him.
The skys the limit.
"Stay..." Angel murmered. "You can help by staying by my side until Dawn. If I can feel your presence... then maybe I'll dream of our dreams together".
"Since when did you become a poet?" He chuckled somberly, as Angel grasped his hands.
"What if-What if you die?" Husk whimpered, shaking.
"I wont" Angel stated, with too much confidence
"I wont let myself die until I kiss you again...I wont let myself die until I say goodbye to Charlie, Vaggie, Nifty, even Alastor and Luci" Angel choked out a laugh.
"And I wont let myself die without you and Fat Nuggets in my arms"
Husk nodded against Angels forehead, and slowly crawled into bed next to him.
"Buenne Notte, my love" Angel grinned.
"Buenne Notte, Doll"
IM REALLY SORRY ITS SHORT
Ive said this a ton in the comments, but I'm gonna say it again just to let all of you know.
Im on a trip in LA, for the past three days I've had to sleep in the living room with my sister, who HATES it when I write in the middle of the night.
We are going to a different part of LA soon, and I get to have my own room because were staying in a bigger house.
That way, I'll be able to write at night again, and I'll be BACK ON SCHEDULE
Stay Horny!
Unless your not then...
Become HORNY!!!!!!
Or stay not-Horny if you want 😗😙
It dont matter
YOU ARE READING
♠️♥️♣️Huskerdust♣️♥️♠️
FanficHusk is a drunk cat Angel is a drugged up spider Theyre both tied to abusive masters by chains And tied to eachother by fate
