Radiodust oneshots

"Who cares" (A bit of angst)

Hello, this is a one shot fanfic on radiodust and only radiodust I may do smut, but i will be doing a lot of fluff also this is my fanfic Crumble up Alastor's asexuality and throw it away 

Enjoy my one shot

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Angel dust POV

I groaned as I saw Alastor reading his books. I want attention, I NEED ATTENTION. But I'm not going to lie Alastor looks cute with his slender fingers ready to flip a page, and his eyes hovering over the words, Oh how I wish his eyes were hovering over me but Alastor isn't very fond of me considering I am a pornstar and my usual flirty remarks targeted at him. I stood up to grab some food but since this hotel doesn't have any decent food I decided on a popsicle which was ironically the only food in this gigantic hotel. I walked back to couch as I sat I decided to read some fan mail. Being a pornstar and hell overcrowding I started to get more famous but I couldn't even leave the hotel  without Vaggie yelling at me. I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt the couch sink and assuming  it was Charlie I looked up her. My eyes widened 'Alastor?' I looked at him his arm wrapped around my shoulder thinking it was just a accident i didn't mind as I continued to eat my popsicle and read fan mail till I stumbled across a person that hates my work 

"You worthless piece of shit. You can't do anything good with your life all you can do is be a slut no one will love you, just die leave hell no one will miss you, no one will even know you're gone"

I covered my mouth while reading it, people assume I get hate like this and I do but not to this extent I felt tears well up threatening to fall I got up to get a tissue and wiped off my tears along with my makeup. People tell me I look beautiful with or without makeup and well I wish I could myself like that. I threw the tissue away and just sat on a stool in front of the bar. Husk wasn't on his shift, nifty was probably cleaning a different room, and Charlie and Vaggie were out running errands to actually get food in this hotel. I rested my head on my hand my head slightly tilted while tapping my long nails on the counter. I kept thinking about the hate mail and tearing up every time I remember it. "I mean are they wrong? No one will miss. I'm a slut I can't do anything" I said tearing  laying my head on the counter. I ran my hand through my hair my other arm still on the counter while my other set of arms on my lap. There was no noise beside my quiet sods which you would guess I was pretty startled when I heard the clacking of a pair of shoes. 

I sat up straight, rubbing my eyes trying to make it seem like I wasn't crying but it didn't work. I felt myself being spun around now being face to face with a red eyed demon who's normally smiling widely and proudly has now a face of sympathy. He put his hand on my cheek. I blushed and looked at him and smiled

"Angel I'm sorry you're going through this. But who cares everyone in this hotel would miss you if you left. But the person who would miss you more than anyone..." He said cutting himself off

"Alastor" I said look at him waiting for him to continue 

"...Is me angel so...."

Who cares..~

(sorry it's short)