Not Like the Picture Shows (Hazbin Hotel) -Radiodust-

Chapter 7: " Not A Couple "

A/N: Oh lord..
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Alastor yawned and rested his head in something soft. Expecting it to be his blanket, he bit to what he thought was softly into it, only to get an ow in return. The demon yawned and blinked, opening his eyes to find Angel rubbing his fluff. "Mornin, Al,"

Alastor rubbed his eyes. Was he dreaming? Why wasn't the spider wearing his shirt? Where was he?

 He looked around, it was still his room. Clothes were on the ground, his head was pounding. What did he do.. and then it hit him like a wreck.

They had done "it". The day came flooding back to him. What happened with Husk, Vaggie and Charlie. The smoking the drinking...the sex.

Alastor had not only let the ex-pornstar of a demon fuck him senseless, not even once at that, he gave the spider his virginity. Something he'd been holding onto for years. Decades. Which seemed kind of sad, but he was a lonely deer so who could blame him? His ears perked up as Angel nestled closer into him, chuckling gently.

"This is not real.." Al whispered gently.

He gripped his head and sat up, "T-tell me this is not real-"

Angel sat back into the pillows, arms behind his neck with a smirk. Alastor began looking for his clothing, how many times did they do it?!

"Hate ta' break it to ya' sugar, but this is as real as it gets!~" the spider chuckled, sitting up and fluffing his chest and hair.

Alastor huffed, holding the blanket up to his chest. He felt so exposed, why had he been so vulnerable the previous night? Quickly, he struggled putting his clothes on without being watched. Currently, due to his weaker state, his powers refused to work properly.

"Oh, so you're that type hm?~" Angel asked jokingly, slowly putting on his clothes. Clearly he was a tease, showing off his body proactively as he dressed.

The Radio Demon groaned to himself, going over to his mirror (*cough* vanity) adjusting his clothes and gagging at what he saw.

Hickies were all down his neck to shoulders, his hair in knots and clothing all wrinkled from the..ahem.. pressure that had built up.

"I need a shower.." the deer grumbled, rubbing his pounding head.

Angel Dust chuckled, fully dressed. "Don't take too long, shortie. Don't want the others gettin' worried~"

With that, the spider walked our the door. But before doing so, he blew a kiss to Al, whom blushed deeply at the action.

What the fuck just happened?
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As Angel snuck out of Alastor's room, he became oddly nervous. He may not have showed it easily, but he was a bit scared someone would find out. The spider stayed composed for Alastor's sake, knowing the poor Bambi was probably having a heart attack. It was quite big of him to give up his virginity the way he did, kinda hot.

Angel shook his head, glancing at the clock in the hallway. It was a bit after 7, breakfast would start in about an hour.

Now readers, you may think 'Oh with the time span given, they fucked like half the day-'

NO! You're wrong. They had been getting high and drunk for a few hours, fucking for a few hours, then had some stoned/drunk conversations. Ones in which only Angel remembered. Words only he would hear.

Flash back, brought to you by: 1 AM writing

Alastor snuggled against the spider's soft chest. It was nearly 9 PM now, everyone probably worried to where they could be. Little did those sinners knew the two demons had been here the whole time.

"Angellll..can I tell you something?" The deer asked, his crimson eyes cuter than ever.

Angel chuckled and gently stroked one of Alastor's ears. "Anythin', Bambi~"

The red demon twiddle his fingers sheepishly, looking down. "I like you Angel, I kind of want to be a couple.."

The spider's eyes widened at this. This had not been what he expected- nor something that was like Alastor to say.

"Um.." the ex-pornstar bit his lip nervously, unknowing of what to say.

"I think that's the drugs and vodka talkin' eh Al?" He chuckled nervously, but the Radio Demon cocked his head innocently.

"Will you go out with me, spider?" He asked, nestled into the spider's fluff. Angel honestly didn't know ehat to say. It was just the shit talking, right? But he couldn't stand to see a disappointed expression on Alastor's face, even if he was intoxicated.

"Sure, baby," he replied with a smile.

End of writing that was written because I'm inspired at 1 AM

Angel huffed and stuffed his bottom hands in his pockets, top crossed. Luckily Al wasn't going to remember that, Angel wasn't one to typically date. However...

"Hiya!"

Angel shrieked to be met with a flash of red and yellow. It was Niffty, smiling like a dork per usual.

"Oh..heya Niffty," he smiled awkwardly.

"Why were you in Alastor's room? Is he a client? Charlie said no clients at the hotel, oh but he is the boss.. oo are you guys dating?!"
 
The spider stepped back uncomfortably, biting his lip. "Umm.."

"N-no we're..we're not a couple! Sheesh why are all of ya so obsessed with us being a thing! He means nothing to me, kay? Alastor is nothing to me!"

Niffty pouted. "Aw.. too bad he heard that!" Shs pointed to Alastor whom was standing in the hall, outside of his room and fully dressed. His smile was gone, and he glared as he turned on his heel, going downstairs.

"Fuck.."

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A/N: Posting at almost 2 AM becauss yall deserve something lol. Goodnight nugget babies XD and feel free to comment suggestions and or thoughts!

ScrewyxMothy out~!