Concede
///"What did you find out?",Husk questions Alastor as he pours him a glass of booze. Alastor sighs with his usual grin.
"She's going to be an angel. She's said to die in a week or so.",Alastor smiles fondly while thinking of you. Husk's jaw tightens and his grip around the glass does just the same. With a shake of his head he scoffed.
"Of fuckin' course she is...so we're really never gonna see her again?",Husk questions while downing his third glass of alcohol. The burning liquid provides him an ease from the pain settling in his heart. Alastor cannot describe the aching in his own heart as he nods.
"I'm afraid so."
Husk shakes his head once more while pouring himself another glass of booze,"I don't give a fuck about soundin' like a dick. But I wish she'd come here instead. At least then this shithole would be better." Alastor stills when Husk says this. With his grin growing wider he realizes something.
"That may be possible...",Alastor says in a soft tone while putting the glass to his lips and tasting the burning liquid. Husk's gaze falls to him with curiosity.
"I could pull some strings with my...friends in the living world to assure she comes to Hell instead.",Alastor states plainly while placing down the glass. Husks eyes widen and his vision blurs and he hiccups.
"W-What! Are you serious! Do it!",Husk doesn't take another second to tell this to Alastor. Alastor looks to Husk with a raised brow.
"Its not so simple. As you know I can only have my friends do my bidding in the living world if they're involved in a deal...",Alastor says with a knowing look and Husk hiccups while leaning towards Alastor.
"So what? We gotta make a deal? I'll do anything.",Husk says with wide lovesick and pained eyes. Alastor chuckles and stands up while brushing off his suit.
"You become my servant for all of eternity and I assure (Y/N) lands in Hell.",Alastor manifests his cane and twirls it behind his back,"But once she is here, she will never be allowed into the pearly white city. So..."
Husk shields his eyes as a bright green glow envelopes the room. Alastor holds out his hand with a slight tilt of his head and a wide grin.
"It's a deal then?"
Husk looks down at Alastors hand with squinting eyes then up to his glowing red ones. With a soft exhale he grabs Alastors hand and shakes it.
"Its a deal." ////
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"I'm so happy you're okay...",you wrap your arms around Husk and sigh softly. For some reason you find him stiff beneath your touch. Angel Dust leans against the wall and watches Husks arm awkwardly wrap around your waist.
//Weird...//
Husk chuckles lowly and you pull away from the hug,"Thanks. At least I don't gotta work the front desk for a few days." You smile softly as you sit down on the bed aside Husk. Your head tilts slightly and you look to Angel with a discreet look. Yet he's not so discreet when he realizes.
"Oh! Shit yeah let me leave you two alone. I'll be outside.",you snicker beneath your hand as Angel Dust leaves and Husk internally sighs. He wanted nothing more than to be left alone with you, but he also would rather be in any other situation.
You turn to Husk with pinched brows. Watching Husk in utter agony and injured broke your heart. You realized maybe you had a tiny crush on Husk. Even during your time together alive you could admit he stirred a bit of a feeling within you.
//Does he feel even a little bit the same?//
You needed to move on from Alastor for the time being. And quite frankly Husk seemed like a good option. Not to mention he looked at you in a way that warmed your heart and you could see a bit of feelings behind those bag ridden eyes.
But right now he didn't seem like how he usually was around you. He was tense, a bit withdrawn, and just overall more cold than indifferent. You were worried and guilt pinched you as you realized he could possibly be upset that he was injured while in your presence.
"Husk...",you speak softly while reaching out to grab his uninjured hand. Husks dark eyes look away from you as he attempts to discreetly pull his hand away from you, interrupting you in the process.
"Look, (Y/N).",you felt a bit of a sting in your palms as he sighed in...annoyance. He turned to you while running his hand through his messy salt and pepper hair. His dark eyes looked more tired than usual,"I think its best we don't mess around anymore. Lets just keep things strictly professional now."
You pinch your brows together in slight confusion. With an nervous laugh you sit forward a bit,"What do you mean professional? I thought—"
Husks jaw clenches and he interrupts you once more with a careless eyeroll and scratching of the side of his head,"Can you leave? I'm kinda tired." His tone sounds even more annoyed than before. You feel a sharp sting in your heart.
Pulling your lips into a thin line you nod slowly and swallow the lump in your throat.
//God why am I so sensitive?
Obviously he doesn't want anything.//
"Oh!",you stand up and brush back the loose strands of white hair that fell in front of your crimson eyes,"Of course um...I hope you feel better." You reach into the pocket of your hoodie and place something down on the bedside table.
Husk doesn't look quite yet. He simply stares down at his lap as you make our way to the door. Grabbing ahold of the door handle you laugh softly. Yet no humor lies within it.
"Also don't worry we can be professional from now on."
Husk internally curses at your reaction when the door clicks shut softly. You didn't even slam the door. You should have yelled at him or hit him or something, its what he deserves.
But no, just as always you were sweet and considerate.
Husk felt his heart ache and tears sting his eyes as he rubbed his straight nose and looked to the table side. His brows furrowed at the clean new expensive looking deck of playing cards on the table.
"Wow no—",Angels dirty comment is cut short by the sad look in your eyes and comforting way your arms hug your sides tightly. With furrowed brows he walks towards you and watched you plaster on a fake smile.
"So you said you wanted to go to the movies tonight. What movie are we gonna watch?",you question Angel while tilting your head and looking up into his mismatched eyes. Angel looks down at you with a strange look before shaking his head, a sly grin spreading across his lips.
"Change of plans. Lets go to my room."
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"I don't know Angel...",you mumble softly with tugging down the tight black dress that cuts down and exposes your cleavage. You walk down the pavement and look to the many people waiting in line to the club. Angel gives a dismissive wave while linking your arms and fluffing up his "breasts".
He snorts,"We need to get you some dick, (Y/N). This is Hell! Give into your inner sin!" Approaching the huge guard at the door Angel is about to speak until the guard looks down at you. Your cheeks are tinged red and your red nose twitches slightly.
The guard practically swoons and opens the door with a cheesy smile on his features,"Please go ahead..." Angel is a bit surprised at not having to drop Valentinos name. Yet he grins when he turns to see you give the guard one of your friendly warm smiles.
"Thank you!",you say in a cheerier tone to not be a downer for Angel. You pat the guards muscular chest and he nearly pounces you.
Angel smirks while wrapping an arm around your waist, //seems she's just as effortlessly charming while dead. //
Walking into the Cherry Lickers club you look around at the bright neon red and pink lights. Many dance and grind against each other and the loud music nearly deafens you. You slightly cringe at the music which isn't exactly your cup of tea but you do enjoy the rhythm and distraction it provides.
"Want a drink?",Angel Dust shouts over the music and you nod with a soft smile.
"Yeah! But just one!",you shout back to him and he holds onto your hand. Guiding you to the bar you look around at the many different types of people who look to be enjoying their time.
Albeit by snorting powders, grinding, or drinking excessively.
Once to the bar you both lean against the counter and Angel Dust snaps his fingers at the bartender,"Ten shots! Ova here!" You raise a brow at Angel at the dangerous amount of alcohol and he nudges you with a grin.
"Let loose for once, toots.",the bartender is quick to bring the shots of red liquid and you narrow your eyes slightly. Yet upon looking at the hopeful look in his eyes you appreciate his efforts to cheer you up. Grabbing a shot your ruby red lips tug into a grin and smokey eyes look to him.
"To letting loose!"
Vox blows the smoke from his lips and passes the cigarette to Valentino as Velvet fixes her dark magenta lipstick. Valentinos eyes narrow slightly as he looks over the clubs monitors on the TV.
Amongst the see of red and black and dark tones he spots a silky white head of hair. He shoves Vox and points to the monitor, picking up the remote he zooms in.
"What?",Vox questions and Velvet follows their gaze to see you and Angel Dust taking a shot. Vox's eyes widen and he watches in wonder as you are dragged onto the dance floor with Angel Dust. With a wide smile on his lips he fixes the collar on his black dress shirt,"I'll be back...or not."
With that Vox hurries out and leaves an annoyed Velvet and Valentino. Valentino looks to Velvets concealed black eye,"He still doesn't know what you did to her while alive huh?" Velvet shakes her head while closing her mirror compact with a glare to the monitor.
"No he doesn't.",she watches as you separate from Angel Dust and make your way to the bathroom. Valentino snorts and looks down at his phone with a soft sigh,"Gotta hand it to her, she is quite the woman. Not to mention she beat the shit outta you."
Velvet flips off Valentino before taking one last glance at you smiling happily and she feels something pinch at her. Guilt. With an internal scoff she picks up the remote and zooms out, tossing it aside and dismissing her shameful feeling.
Angel Dust feels his phone vibrate in his pocket and he pulls it out while dancing along with you. He scrunches his pointed nose slightly while holding it up to you. You stick your tongue out and give two thumbs down at Valentinos name flashing across the screen.
"I'll be right back. Let me take this!",he loudly speaks over the music after a soft laugh and you nod with understanding and continue to dance on your own.
Feeling a pair of hands on your hips you whip around and raise your hand to whoever had the audacity to touch you, with a soft gasp Vox catches your hand.
"A strange way to say hello.",Vox chuckles lightly at the surprised look riddled across your flushed features. You smile lightly as he lets go of your hand, his fingers lingering for just a second. His hands move to your hips and before you can protest he pulls your body close to his and starts moving to the music.
You don't pull away. In fact your arms lazily wrap around his neck.
"Well you don't just come up to a woman and touch her.",you scold him while pulling his head down closer to hear you. You can smell alcohol on him and he can smell just the same on you. For a few moments you enjoy one anothers presence, smiling at each other and moving along to the rhythm of the music.
Then Vox spins you around and holds you close to him by your waist. He leans down and his lips brush against your ear as he speaks to you in a softer tone considering the closeness.
"You look beautiful tonight, but then again I don't think anything less is possible from you.",he compliments you with a soft grin and your hands rest over his on your hips. With a reddening of your cheeks you think back to Angels words of advice.
//"This is Hell! Give into your inner sin!"//
Your discreet as you bring one of Vox's hands down to your thigh and the other up to your chest. You hear Vox's breath catch in his throat when he feels your racing heartbeat.
You turn around and release his hands. Fixing the collar on his dress shirt you stand on your tippy toes,”Do you want to get out of here?” Your big red eyes look up into his mismatched ones and he lets out a shaky exhale while grabbing your hand and tugging you through the crowd.