Radiodust: Something to think about ☁️

Hmm what should I get him?

Word count: 1746. I hope you enjoy it, thank you!

Drawing done by me again yay 🥳

Story:

It has been a little under a year since they had started dating, Angel's and Alastor's love for each other had grown stronger. Sure there were many people who disapproved of there relationship but that only made them stronger. The two opposites had truly loved each other.  Alastor had told Angel that he was asexual. Angel had taken some time to grasp the idea of having a small sex drive, but he respected it. If Angel could love a man with a little to no sexual desires, then he truly did love him. 

 Alastor's POV: 

On occasion Angel and I would just stare at each other. We would notice features that we've looked at so many times before, and comment on them. That is what we were doing right now. I sat upon Angels lap, something that he would normally do, and straddled him. Staring at my Angel's face, I look at his pink blots on his white fur, his small eyes under his larger mismatched ones. My smile only widened as Angel winked at me. "I love your eyes, my sweet" I compliment. Angel covers his blush from me and smiles. He is quite the cutie. "Well, I love your little things on top of ya head" He points to his head to represent my hair. "I love your slang" I say. Angel's gold tooth had poked out from his mouth when he smiled. I loved when it did that.  "Oh is that right? I love how you speak old time-y to me" He responds, looking up at me and petting my hair tuffs. I loll my tounge out and pant. I may get 'turned on' everytime Angel touches my hair. It just feels so nice to the point where I can not take it. Angel stops "I also love it when you do that, it makes you look hot as shit" Angel says seductively. I shudder and get off his lap. "Well, that is enough of that. I shall see you later darling!" I say as I walk to the door. I close it behind me and think to myself. My Angel has made me break out of my shell of sexual desires. He makes me want to do things to him. I can tell Angel has also been lacking in the sex department, as I hear him masturbate almost every other night. Maybe, I can show him how much he means to me by showing him a part of me he has never seen. Our one year anniversary is only in two days. I shall make it the best anniversary there is.

*The next day*

I spoke to Molly, Angel's sister, on what I should get my Angel for our one year anniversary. She said something that spoke to me. Something that just said Angel Dust. As I walk down the streets of Hell, I think to myself. What is something that Angel would like?

Angel Dust's POV: 

What's somethin' that Alastor wants? I think ta myself. Al is such a sweetheart ta me. If I could, I would fuck 'im. But Al's asexual, and I love that about 'im. It makes 'im more unique, if that makes sense. He's already perfect for me, and on top of that, he's so cute. I wanna make our one year anniversary special. What should I get Al? He likes red, I know that. Al also likes to read, he likes to eat a ton. Like, A BUNCH. Charlie and Vaggie have to cook a whole Thanksgiving feast for him, almost every morning! Maybe, I can cook him a big feast, buy him a book and take him out to the 'picture show' or whateva he calls it. I knew Al was gonna love it. Jus like he loves me. 

I walk to the Liquor store with literally everything, yea that's the name of the store, and start to shop. I'm wearin' a bright pink shirt with long black shorts, I felt different today so I dressed different. I start to put piles of shrimp, sausage, bell peppers, and other seasonings, vegtables, and meat in my shoppin' cart. I then begin to get pasta ingredients, trying my best to follow my mamas recipe. I finished up my shoppin' and left the store with at least 4 bags in each of my hands and arms. I was gonna go to the book store, but the bags were to damn heavy. I start to walk towards the hotel when I see Alastor. Aww, he looks so handsome today. Every step he takes is one big stride into my heart. I smile as him as he walks past my hiding location. I felt so sneaky. Once he turned the corner, I booked it across the street. I opened the big ass doors ta the hotel and practically run ta the elevator. "Hey Angel! Where-" I hear Charlie start but I run off before I can hear her end. I call the elevator and for once in my dead life, the doors open up automatically. I press for the 4th floor. The elevator closes, and music starts to play. I start to relax and think about Alastor. I smile at the thought of him. The elevator doors open up and I walk out. My room is the on the side of the room closest to the elevator. I open my door, and put the grocery bags on my floor. Fat nuggets squeals at me before I close the door. "Sorry Nuggets, daddy's gotta go" I walk back to the elevator and start walkin' towards the book store. 

I've been thinkin' about which book I should get Al. One of the books is about the living world and what's been happenin' since from 1900-2019. I thought that it was somethin' that Al would read but the other one seemed cool as shit too. The other one was about this son and mom, one in hell, the other in heaven. It kinda reminded me of me and my bambi's moms. "Eh, fuck it" I mumble under my breath. I might as well buy both of 'em. I walk up to the self checkout and scan the books. I pay and leave. I walk back ta the hotel. "Hey Angel! I didn't get to finish my question earlier. Where were you?" Charlie ask with a smile. "Keep this a secret toots. I was jus buying shit for me and Alastor's one year anniversary. Please don't tell 'im hun." I plea. Charlie cringes at this and starts "Oh, ok I guess, just keep that away from me. I find it gross. And also, it's Alastor's and I's one year anniversary, not me and Alastor's one year anniversary, Angel." Charlie walks away. Bitch. She was one of them that didn't like me and Alastor dating. I roll my eyes at that white faced ho and turn to the elevator. I do my thing and walk to my room. I practically collapsed on my bed, and start to fall asleep. 

Alastor's POV: 

As I walk out of the lingerie store, I think to myself once more. Maybe I should get my spider another object. I was already giving him a beautiful red and pink body suit, one that had little details that Angel was sure to notice. It was quite expensive. Maybe, I can get... oh yes! I know exactly what to get him. A set of jewelry that he had been eyeing in those Beautiful In Hell magazines. A teddy bear that said I love you, and a music album. 

I walk over to the jewelry store and see the exact jewelry set that Angel had wanted. "Excuse me mam. May-" I am quickly cut off by a bug demon saying "Yeah this one right here." I look up to the opposing demon and tilt my head to the side. He had been pointing to the set of jewelry that my Angel had wanted. "Hello sir," The demon looked up at me "I have noticed that you are pointing at a set of jewelry that my boyfriend wants. I was just wondering if I could be the one to get it" I say smoothly. The bug demon begins "Oh yea? Well my wife said she wants this too. So I guess you can't have it bum" The bug shrugs his shoulders. As Angel would put it, this bitch did not just go there. "Haha, let me rephrase myself. I will take this jewelry set and you shall not threaten me, am I clear?" I feel myself starting to turn to my more demonic form. My pupils becoming radio dials, my antlers growing longer, my smile formin- oh the bug demon left. Well, that is too bad. I was starting to feel hungry. I turn back to the frightened fox demon and smile "Fools will be fools, huh? As I was saying earlier, ma-" Again, I am cut off as the demon working at the counter shoved the jewelry set towards me and blurted out "Just take it, it's free! Just leave" She cowers back into her chair. I shrug my shoulders and start towards the Liquor store with literally everything, yes that's the name of it, and look for a teddy bear. 

One of the teddy bears on the shelf was so very adorable. It had a sign that said "I love you to Hell and back". It also held flowers in the other paw. I grabbed the teddy and started to the music section. Angel always had a thing for hip hop and rap, as well as smooth jazz. I mostly leaned towards the smooth jazz of his music taste. I admit some of the hip hop and rap he listened to, as the kids call it, slapped. I look at the albums in the rap container and something caught my eye. It was a painting of a demon smoking. It held a cigarette and was wearing a crown. In his long king-like coat, demon kids were there, snorting cocaine and drinking. It looked like something that Angel would like. I then looked towards the smooth jazz section and see a album. I look at the back of the album and see a song that Angel would always listen to. I purchase the gifts and walk back to the hotel. Angel would surely like them, no?