Like A Drug (Radiodust Oneshots)

Part of You

Gift/Request for radiodust_

Comment: Maybe reactions on how people found out about their relationship? I'd love to see the different and hilarious reactions. Oh, maybe if they swapped bodies? A body swap would be hilarious.

(Body swap in this chapter). This chapter is a little short because I was in a rush when writing this. Sorry.

Both of them were wishing they hadn't agreed to do the body swap for Katie Killjoy's show. Alastor didn't know what to do with four limbs, and every time Angel felt a powerful emotion, the world was surrounded by static.

"I think I prefer being me and wanting you," Angel's voice said from Alastor's body.

"Why did I agree to do this?" Alastor's voice came from Angel's body. "I don't know what to do with my lower limbs." He raised his upper hands in exclamation, whilst the lower limbs stayed limp.

"It takes a while to get used to it," Angel agreed, and leaned over to help his beau. "What I do is I cross them, so they're not in the way, and they're there if I need them."

Alastor crossed them, and that seemed to help. "I want to be myself again, though," Angel said. "I want to be pretty again."

Alastor playfully punched his arm, making him laugh. "Sorry," Angel said, linking an arm through Alastor's (or should he say his?). "It feels weird looking at myself."

"I agree," Alastor said.

Angel stretched his four limbs, back in his own body. Thank the gods.

There was a knock at his door, and Alastor entered, in his own body again. "Hello, dear," he said, kicking the door shut and crossing the room to Angel. "Now that I'm back in my own body, I want to see you."

"How so?" Angel asked, pulling open his shirt slightly.

"Like that," Alastor said, getting straight on top of him. "Ready?"

"Ready," Angel said.