For Just One Night (AngelDust X Husk)

Let Me Fix It

Angel POV:

Thinking is impossible when only one thing is on your mind. Husk. His face flushed bright red, small tears forming in the inner corners of his eyes, and his eyebrows furrowed as if to disguise his disappointment with rage. I never meant to hurt him like that. I just wanted to hold him close. I suppose to him, it felt more like sexual intent, but to me it was just wanting him to feel secure under my touch. For the longest time I just wanted to impress him, to make him look at me, maybe even for him to be okay with smiling around me. I had never seen him smile.

The last thing I wanted to do was push myself onto him or make him uncomfortable, but I couldn't have this wonderful man wandering around feeling betrayed and violated. I just needed to talk to him. Besides his room, I knew only one place where he spent his time.

I made my way down to the bar, early enough to see the bleak sunrise through the stained glass windows. Hell is dark. Sunrise is just grey as opposed to black. The glass helped to make it feel like real sunlight. It was something I dearly missed about living. The sunlight. I was broken from my thought as I heard the sound of walking, claws tapping on the floor, and then silence. I looked up to see Husk standing about twenty feet away, staring at me with a tired look in his eyes. The colored light cast down onto him, warm oranges and reds in fractured pieces on his fur, streaked across his lowered wings, and then onto the ground near his feet. He was the closest thing to an angel I had ever seen.

He was frozen in place, so I stood up and walked towards him until I was close enough to be also cast in his heavenly aura. He refused to make eye contact, but I didnt need him to look at me for him to hear me.

"Husk.."

I waited to see if he was willing to speak.

"I'm so sorry, about what I did- I didnt mean for ya to feel that way.. I just wanted ta' get close,".

He still cast his eyes to the ground, his ears lowering in shame.

"Darlin.."

I reached for his hand until our fingers touched.

"Get your hands off of m-"

He yanked his hand away and grimaced, holding his hand to his chest and groaning in pain.

"Babe, are you oka-"

"I'm FINE."

His face was flushed, and he looked like he was holding in tears. Husk was hurt. I slowly reached for his other hand, and gently wrapped my fingers around his. He didn't protest. I guided him to the bar, and we took seats next to eachother. He was facing forward, while I was facing him. His hurt paw was on the bar, limp. I very gently cupped my hands around his and looked at him. He raised his head just barely enough to took back at me.

"I'm not gonna' hurt ya'. I promise,".

His head subtly moved up and down, showing he understood, and trusted me. I stood up and walked behind the bar to find an old, dusty first aid kit. Sitting down next to Husk once more, I opened the box and pulled out an unused roll of bandages and a slightly-used bottle of hydrogen peroxide. I used the tips of my fingers to part the fur covering the back of his hand, and revealed a gash, just barely scabbed over. I looked back at him with concern.

What have you done, darling?

He turned red and avoided eye contact again. I opened the bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured a small amount over his paw, wetting his fur and making him wince. I took the bandages out and pressed the end on the top of his hand, and used my other fingers to lightly graze over the pads of his paw, feeling the warmth and comfort of his company. I began to wrap him up firmly, but not too tight as to cause him pain.

"Its not a cast, but it should keep ya' safe until it heals. I dont want ya' ta.... what're those kitten eyes for, hon?"

He was looking up at me, his gaze soft and forgiving. My hand was still on top of his, and he was just staring. The whole room was silent but my mind was overwhelmed.

He's my crush. I like him. I really like him. Hes touching me. Hes looking at me. Which eye do I look at? Do I look at both? Where do I focus? He's cute. Please kiss me. Please, please, please make a move. I'll do anything to fix what I did to you.