Like A Drug (Radiodust Oneshots)

Secrets

Request by Burr_Berry

Comment: So angel and alastor have been keeping there relationship a secret and that charlie and the others have been on to them and stuff yeh idk heh

Angel yawned and rolled over to look at the sleeping figure of his beau. Alastor was adorable when he slept. His ears drooped down, and his antlers seemed so much bigger. His chest rose and fell in short bursts, and he looked so peaceful, even though he was a serial killer with many enemies and no real reason to be peaceful.

Alastor's arms were wrapped around Angel's body, one hand brushing his boob fluff, the other on his hip. Angel snuggled closer, but the slight movement woke Alastor. "Good morning," Alastor yawned, pulling him closer.

"Morning," Angel said, kissing his jaw.

Fat Nuggets noticed he wasn't getting attention and snuffled between them both, snorting, and sticking his wet nose into Alastor's face. "Nuggets," Angel said, pulling him away.

"Silly pig," Alastor said, scratching Nuggets's head. He had grown quite fond of the little creature despite having wanted to eat him for a few months. The wariness Nuggets had for him had eventually faded, faded so much that Alastor could now spend a night in Angel's room without a terrified squealing piglet running around.

Angel snuggled closer to Alastor, his head resting on the chest of his beau. "Five more minutes," he mumbled.

Charlie paced around the front desk, Vaggie watching her worriedly. She didn't know what was going on. For several weeks now, Alastor and Angel Dust just disappeared. When they needed their shifts taken care of, they were gone.

Always at the same time, together, just....gone.

It had gotten to a point where she became worried about their safety, and wondered what was happening to make them both disappear at the same time.

"Hi, Charlie," a familiar voice said. "Sorry I'm late. I had to take care of Nuggets."

Charlie turned and almost collided with Angel in a bear hug. He stumbled back, and awkwardly patted her shoulder. "Sorry..." he tried.

"It's fine," Charlie said, releasing him. "I was just worried."

He grinned and strode to the front desk, finally taking up his shift. "Why be worried?" he asked. "I'm fine."

Charlie nodded, and pushed aside her darker thoughts. "Sorry," she said again, and turned away. "Where's Alastor?"

Angel shrugged. "How should I know?" he asked. "I'm not up to date with the strawberry pimp."

Charlie smiled despite herself. "Yeah, you're right," she said. "Sorry."

"Stop saying sorry," Angel said. "You've done nothing wrong."

"Sor - " Charlie ducked her head, smiling as Angel laughed.

Vaggie frowned slightly, and pulled Charlie aside quickly as Angel started flipping through a magazine of handsome, ripped demons in nothing but underwear. "He's acting weird," she said as soon as they made it to the gazebo.

"Angel always acts weird," she said. "It's what makes Angel Angel."

"About Alastor, I mean," Vaggie said, spitting out Alastor's name as if it tasted rotten on her tongue. "And I saw a hickey on his neck."

"He always has love bites," Charlie said.

"How are you not concerned?" Vaggie protested.

"Because it's just Angel being Angel," Charlie said. "But if you're so concerned, I'll talk to him."

Vaggie grumpily followed Charlie back to the hotel desk, to find Husk there instead of Angel. "Husk!" Charlie yelled, waking him up in a flash. "Where's Angel?"

Husk yawned, and stretched his wings. "Alastor wanted to talk to him about something," he said, drinking alcohol. "He went to speak to him."

"Where?"

"The 3rd floor."

Charlie turned and saw Vaggie already halfway to the lift, and hurried after her. The lift was slow, and when it finally came down, Alastor and Angel were already in it. At first Charlie thought they were holding hands, but when she looked again they weren't.

Now it was getting suspicious.

They were out for long hours, and Vaggie was tired of hearing Charlie complain about it. So she waited. When they finally came out of the hotel, she followed.

A ways from the hotel, she noticed their hands were holding, and when they got to a hotel, they were half-hugging.

Vaggie had brought a camera with her, and in quick succession she took photos. They would have a lot of explaining to do when they got back to the hotel...

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