You were walking through the hallway late at night in the hotel, heading to your room. Till you heard the sounds of crying coming from Angel Dust's room.
The door was slightly opened, only showing a small crack. You peeked through the crack and saw Angel curled up in his bed. You felt the sympathy wash over you. "Angel Dust?"
Angel sniffled and wiped his tears. "Y-Yes?"
You open the door, looking at Angel Dust who is trying to put on a forced smile.
He glances at you as you step in, shutting the door behind you. "H-hey...what brings you here this late..?"
His forced smile falters, but he tries to keep it up. There are clear tear streaks on his face and it doesn't take a genius to tell he's been crying for a while.
You looked at him with sympathy and sadness. "I heard you crying, so I came to check up on you..."
He looks away as if trying to hide his sadness, but he's clearly failing to do so. He seems more vulnerable and fragile. You've never seen him like this before. He's usually always so confident, upbeat and a bit of a teaser most of the time.
Right now...he looked so small and helpless and not being the seductive and prideful demon he is known to be.
"Don't...don't worry about me..I'm f-fine." He stutters out, but it's obvious he's lying. You can see his hands trembling and the way he's avoiding eye contact. It's clear he's trying to put up a tough facade, but it's cracking under the weight of his emotions.
He takes a few shaky breaths, trying to compose himself, but his voice still quivers when he speaks. "I just...I just had a rough day...nothing m-more.." His eyes are red and puffy from crying, and his expression is full of pain and vulnerability. It's clear he's been holding a lot in and it's all coming out now.
He tries to force a smile again, but it's even more strained than before. It's like he's desperately trying to put on a happy front, but the weight of his emotions is too much to bear.
You weren't convinced about what he said, as you sat next to him on the bed. "Angel...you can tell me, I won't judge you for it. I just want to make sure you're okay"
Angel hesitates for a moment, his forced smile faltering even more. He looks torn between wanting to let out his emotions and wanting to keep them bottled up. However, he eventually gives in and lets out a shaky sigh. "I-...I'm not okay..I'm not okay at all.."
Your eyes had sympathy in it and your body felt a rush of sadness everywhere. "What happened?" You placed a hand on his shoulder.
He takes a deep and shaky breath, trying to compose himself. "It's just...it's just been h-hard. T-The things I've done...the things I've been through..." His voice quivers as he speaks, and the tears start to well up in his eyes again. He's trying to hold it together, but it's clearly taking a toll on him.
You knew what he meant about having a 'bad day' he always had bad days when he went to work at the porn studio, where he worked for his boss and pimp, Valentino...
...of course, that guy obviously had something to do with it, but you didn't ask, you didn't even want to know.
"I t-try to act all confident and carefree, b-but it's all just a facade. I'm just h-hiding my pain and my insecurities behind jokes and flirtations." He lets out a small and choked sob as he speaks, the tears starting to stream down his face.
"Angel...it's okay to feel emotions" You said with a hint of sadness and concern. You felt bad for him, you wanted to see him smile and be the demon he was, funny, flirty and cocky as well..and maybe a bit of a tease, but you just wanted to see him smile and be happy.
He nods shakily, more tears streaming down his face. "I-I know...I just...I'm just not used to feeling anyt-thing other than being h-happy or horny..."
"And...a-and sometimes it gets too h-hard to handle...like today. Everything was fine...and th-then I was reminded of my past...of all the s-shit I've done...of all the f-fucking mistakes I've made..." He pauses, taking shaky breaths between his words. He's trying to keep it together, but the emotions are clearly overwhelming him.
He sobbed as he tried to not chock on his words while talking. "And when I'm reminded of all that...all th-the pain...it's like everything comes crashing down on me, and I can't h-hold it in anymore..."
You rubbed his back, soothingly so he could feel comfort and warmth from you. "It's okay...it'll be okay, Angel.."
"I-I don't want to f-feel these things...I w-want to go back to being numb a-and carefree...b-but I can't...I just can't..." He continues to sob, feeling completely vulnerable and exposed. He's let his guard down, and it's clear that this is the first time he's letting his true feelings show.
As he started to break down in tears, you could feel a pang of sadness in your heart, seeing Angel crying was...so sad and heartbreaking to watch. He's usually always happy and flirty...but on the inside...he's sad..and helpless. "Let it all out..." You said softly.
He takes another shaky breath, his body shaking from the force of his sobs. He tries to speak, but it comes out as a jumble of incoherent words and sobs.
"I-I j-just...I ju-just...f-fuck.."
He struggles to form a sentence, the emotions overwhelming him. He feels like he's drowning in a sea of pain and hurt, and there's no way out.
You rubbed his shoulder, and your heart was filled with sympathy and sorrow.
"I-I..I don't know...what to do.." He manages to chock out through his sobs, he felt like he was drowning in his own pain and despair. He felt so...lost and helpless.
You then hugged Angel, you didn't want to see him like this anymore. You wanted him to be happy again to see him smile.
He tenses at first, not expecting the embrace. But then he melts into it, burying his face in your shoulder as he breaks down into sobs. He clings to you desperately, seeking comfort and reassurance.
"Th-thank you..." He manages to choke out between sobs, his voice muffled by your shoulder.
"You're welcome" You whispered, loud enough for him to hear.
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