Hazbin Hotel - Ships and Shenanigans Oneshots

RadioDust - Desperate Call

Something I thought off after reading a few fics.

Warning: This does include rape and gang beating. Angel having broken bones and flashbacks. Alastor being a dick but difficult understand concern deer boy. With protective tendencies.

You know the drill it's Hell and Angel's a hot piece of work that some gang takes advantage of.

Angel struggled to even lift his bruised chest up to reach his phone. It was in his front blouse pocket. The only good arm he had out of the four was trembling to grab it.

Angel hasn't had a call in for help in long while but here he was. Few tears slipped at the shocks of pain from his sore broken body.

He mentally preparing for overly worries Charlie or an irritated Vaggie to drag his ass home.

He trying control his heavy slightly whizzed breathing. As the caller ringing still going. But he did forget-

"Happy Hotel, Alastor speaking how may I help you?"

He felt stupid that he forgot the creepy hot strawberry pimp working today.

"Al?! Oh, a... Darling can ah... fuck Is Vaggie there?" Angel held in the groan and the sob that persistent to escape his throat. But Wheezing of his hurt chest obvious in his break between words.

"Angel no she's currently not present...?"

Why of all people in that building did have to be the guy he liked and one that would care the least if he never returned to the hotel?

"I need a...*cough* a pick up is all dear" He let out a groan as he shifted slightly on instinct.

Keep up the act to not show the greater demon any weakness. No need that kind of blackmail on him.

Angel didn't want to be mocked while he physically couldn't even stand up.

"Angel, is something wrong? Do you require assistance?" Alastor sounded less annoyed and now more concerned but trying to cover it up. The static told a different story.

He caught the distress behind the words from the spider.

"I just need damn pick up please" dropping flirty motion a got more serious. Angel was feeling self-conscious and he hated it. He has been through this before, a few times to say the least. He just wasn't expecting them to break his goddamn legs. He couldn't stand and now he has show emotion to HIM of all people. A person that lavish in pleasure in others suffering. Damn it all, Angel is one he considered the biggest nuisances.

"I'm already begging ya!, just stop toying about explanations I know you don't give two shits about"

Angel hissed as another shock from breathing so hard in frustration.

There was a long sigh on the other side.

"My dear fellow, I know your hurt... You can drop the tough man act" Angel could hear his dead heart thumping in his head. He gave up his pride and at least ask for an assurance from him.

"Alastor I need a little help...to a..." Angel's leg began to go numb so he moved it. He kinda is getting worried it could be worse than he originally thought.

There white pain as he did so. He grimaced trying to hold in the pain. A small pathetic sob escaped his throat in the alley. It echoed loud and sounded so distressed.

That is no longer relevant to the situation. To him, he knew of pain tolerance he had personally. That didn't matter, it was who on the other phone that was.

Angel felt sick that he had slipped cry of pain. He didn't want anyone seeing him like this especially not him. It would ruin his reputation and the way he was seen by others. All that work for years in hell to achieve.