RadioDust Week 2020

Partners In Crime

"I love you Al,"Alastor didn't open his eyes, Anthony thought that he was asleep andhe wasn't going to open his eyes and ruin the illusion. He toldhimself that it was because he didn't want to embaress Anthony anddidn't want to bring about an end to their partnership. Alastor knewfrom the start, Anthony made no effort to hide his attraction toAlastor, he didn't mind that Alastor had no wish to be with anyoneand despite that he was happy with just friendship. But lust and lovewere two different things, and if Anthony really...

That was the easyanswer, that he didn't want to lose his partnership, but there wasmore. Though he didn't want Anthony to want him because though hewould come near him he never pushed too far and so their partnershipremained in tact. But despite Anthony's paramours, he never said theL word. He wanted to know, something inside of him needed toknow.

"I know you'd never...I'm just a slut right? But I do love you, andas long as you keep smiling, I'm happy." It was gentler thanAlastor had ever seen him, gentler than he thought that Anthony couldbe. He made Alastor want to smile, he knew you were never fullydressed without a smile but Anthony said it like his smile was agift, not like he was pretending like his mother and he did.

He heard a smooching sound but didn't feel anything, he did tense up,he didn't think that Anthony was the kind of man to force himself ona slumbering person. However before he opened his eyes and gave awayhe was awake he felt a soft tap on his nose.

"Have sweet dreams, babe," he heard the steps of Anthony walkingaway. Alastor laid there for a few moments before his brain pieced itall together, Anthony must have kissed his own finger and tappedAlastor's nose.

Now he knew, but what was he going to do?

- - - - -

"Hey strawberry, check this out." Alastor sighed at the nickname,at least he had dropped the 'pimp' from it. Or usually did, he stillcalled him his 'strawberry pimp' when he wanted to annoy Alastor.Which was often.

He glanced over the blonde's shoulder and raised an eyebrow at theheadline. 'The Demon and Angel of the Radio Strike Again.'

"Oh."

"Yeah, who do you think is the angel and who is the demon?" OnlyAnthony would think that, but Alastor couldn't even be annoyed withhim.

"I do eat people, Anthony."

"Hehe yeah, so you're my radio demon?" Anthony was looking athim, with those bright eyes of his.

"Sure I guess...Angel."

"Might as well call me Angel Dust." He pulled a small bag out ofhis pocket with a grin and Alastor knew it was his beloved drugs.

I know this isshort and late but I hope you guys like it. Pretend that Angel wasborn a few years earlier.