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Bad at love

Summary:

“Don’t be so down dear Angel! Besides none of them are even remotely good enough for you!”

Angel froze, feeling like a deer in headlights, while also ironically being stared at by a deer demon. He turned his head, eyes boring into Alastor looking for any explanation of what the hell he just said. Alastor of course, gave nothing away, smile as big as ever.

“What- what did ya say Al?”

Notes:

This is my first time writing these two so please forgive me for any mistakes. But honestly I loveeee this ship, especially for their emotional elements. (That is both are terrible at emotions)
Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 1: What the hell

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It started off in the bar. Yeah, it sounds like a really bad joke and maybe it is, but it sure as hell wasn’t funny to Angel.

 

The hotel suddenly boomed with hundreds of patrons after Alastor’s endorsement. Demons of all different shapes and sizes came pouring in, much to Charlie’s delight. Vaggie kept a close glare at any who gave Charlie any sort of shit, and Alastor welcomed them all in, arms wide, and smile wider. 

 

Funnily enough, it also meant that Angel didn’t have to travel out to get some. 

He could get it. Right. Here. 

 

He was sipping at a toxic-sweet beverage, spacing out when a dark-grey demon plopped down next to him. Angel eyed him, gaze looking up and down his frame, sizing him up. He wasn’t bad looking, but what really got Angel going was his sheer size, broad shoulders, strong features; all the works. Angel most definitely liked that.  

 

So he smiled slowly, letting his eyes drop seductively, he said.

 

“Hey there, big boy,”


It got an instant reaction. The other demon turned and smiled, his murky grey eyes trailing up and down Angel’s long form. He murmured, voice perfectly deep. 

 

“Hey yourself,”

 

Angel smiled even wider, showing off his golden tooth. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Husk scoff, rolling his eyes. He ignored him and leaned in closer, letting his fluffy white chest puff out a bit. 

 

“Your first stay here?”

 

The demon’s gaze dropped to Angel’s chest just as expected. Angel chuckled a bit, his head slowly lolling to one side. 

 

“Yeah. And I like what I’m seeing,”

 

Grinning, Angel let one of his hands trail the demon’s triceps. Oh, that was some nice muscle. 


“What about I give you.. Tour of this place? Show ya all the best spots?”

 

The demon nodded eagerly, smile broad. Quietly in the background, Husk muttered “Ohhhhh shit ,”

 

Angel turned to look at Husk, confused, as the demon gave his answer. 


“Hell ye-

 

Alastor suddenly appeared in a flash of red, scaring both Angel and the other demon. His smile was uncomfortably tight like he was about to break his face, and Angel thought he looked pissed about something. 

 

“HELLO!” 

 

The demon looked extremely nervous now, his wide eyes randomly shifting from a bewildered Angel and an oddly angry Alastor. 

 

“Uh, hey…”


Angel felt extremely confused, and he raised an eyebrow. Alastor straightened up and snatched the demon’s arm. He started rambling, the tone of his voice false-sounding. 

 

“You’re definitely a new face! You mind if I show you around?”

 

Alastor stared intensely at him. Angel’s prey tensed even worse, his eyes practically popping out of his head. Damn, that is not attractive. 


“I, uh..”

 

Still, nice size. Angel cleared his throat, legs uncrossing and while the demon’s head swiveled towards him, Alastor’s eyes only narrowed as he side-eyed Angel. His grip on the demon looked very tight. In fact, Angel could see dark marks already forming the demon's arm. 


“Hey, Al I just offered that myself so if ya don’t mind….”

 

Angel’s arms reached out to grab the demon, and Alastor’s eyes widened, one eye twitching and his smile growing even tighter. He could see Alastor’s grip tighten as well on the demon’s arm, clawing into him now. He quickly moved him away out of Angel’s grasp, pulling him out of the red cushion bar-stool. 


“Ha ha! Dearest Angel, it is my duty as a patron of this hotel to serve our guests! And I would be shirking my duty if I left it all to you,” 

 

Angel pursed his lips, and placed his hands on his hips, now more annoyed. Alastor merely stared at Angel, grinning broadly the whole time. Then he turned, pulling the hapless demon with him. 


“Al, I really don’t mind….”


Anddd he was gone. Goddamn it. 

 

He heard raspy laughter behind him, and turned to glare at Husk as he slumped over the counter, his back shaking in loud laughter. His paws sprawled out, and he glanced up, looking genuinely amused at Angel's expense.  Angel frowned, and huffed, crossing his arms. He glared at the grey cat, snarling. 

 

“What’s so funny?”


“Ahh you wouldn’t get it,”