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They laugh together, fully belly laughs, none of that fake shit, and it’s so, so good. There’s no expectation tied to either of their words- Angel’s never felt this free, not since the day he met Val. Every time he’s in Husk’s room with him, it’s like the rest of the world fades away. There’s no imposing shoot, no call to arms, nothing demanding their attention; it’s just them, Husker and Anthony. It feels nice- to be safe. To be known. To be home.
He rolls over, and his head dips into the crook of Husk’s shoulder. The other just lets him, no questions asked. “Maybe I’m here for the free drinks,” Angel murmurs, which earns a laugh. “What! Maybe it’s testament to your phenomenal bartending, did’ya ever think about that?”
Husk’s chuckle is deep, and Angel can feel it rumbling through his body as they lay skin to skin. “We both know I’m a shitty barkeep,” Husk says, moving a hand to card through Angel’s hair. A small smile spreads across his face. “Alastor would hire someone else, but then he’d have to let me off leash. Yeah, I’ll be mixing shitty vodka martinis til the day I die- again.”
(angel and husk are just really gay okay i have no excuses)