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After the events of the failed war, and Angel's "disappearance", Husk was a wreck. He was sluggish, drowsy and nowhere near as optimistic as he was before, if at all. One night, when Husk was passed out at the bar, his phone began to ring. Nodding him awake
He looked for this phone and once it was in his sight he grabbed it checking its caller it was Angel he panicked and picked it up holding the phone to his fluffy ear waiting for angels voice to come through the speaker but when nothing came he asked “Angel.?”
A breath rang out of the phone, clearly angel, sounding like what he would after longs days of recording, drained. Husks heart heated the sound of his voice, duck, he was *fond* of this guy, “angel i need more than a sigh…”
On the other end of the phone, Angel let out another heavy breath. “Husk.. I..” He chokes up over himself and Husk quickly intervenes. “Angel, thank god..” His hand moves to run down his face, “Where are ya’, kid.?”
Angel lets out a weighed sigh “Husk I’m so fucking sorry..” Angel's sobs came through the speaker, breaking husk's heart. “Angel, what's wrong talk to me.?” “Are you safe.?”
Silence rung out from the phone again, “yeah, I’m fine,long day. You know the drill don’t you?” Husk *did* know the drill, but he never warmed up :too it,no matter how much he had seen it happen
“Angel, I’m serious. Look, I know it ain’t none of my business and shit but.. You can’t just.. Leave us like that- we. I was so..” “I know, whiskers..” Husk picks himself up from the bar, “Are you.. On the clock right now?”
“No..um not at the moment." Angel sniffles “Then where are you angel.?” Silence fills the call “I-I..I have to go.” Angel disconnected from the call leaving husk alone at the bar.
Husk looked around at the empty plaza, ussually angel would stay up just a bit late, talking to husk. Not just letting things off his chest on him like most bar goers. In general he just missed the presence, maybe he just missed angel
He was so unbelievably worried about this coked up wreck, that when he moved to leave the bar he had to force himself to stop. Angel could handle himself, what good would barging into the V’s tower do? All for what, just to see Angel? … “Fuck it..”
Husk gets up from the stool he was on and quickly but quietly rushes to the main hotel doors, opening and closing them slowly to keep the noise of the big doors down to not wake anyone and then he runs off to the V’s tower.
The Vs were still rebounding from the big scandal, Vox probably still didn’t have a body, though he was still a *sexy beast*. Hunk began to fly, flapping his way to the large ostentatious building, knowing angel would be at the top
Though it was a VERY crass way to reconnect with Angel, he flew to the tower anyway and carefully landed onto the penthouse’s balcony. Angel, waiting unknowingly inside, looked unreasonably scared once he saw husk on the balcony, rushing out to join him with frantic pacing.
“Husk! What are you doing here..y-you shouldn’t be here.!” Angel was shaking and bruised and it was not something husk could just ignore. “Angel what happened..did valentino..hit you.?” Angel's eyes tripled in size as tears started to crumble to the surface “I- Husk just..GO!” Husk was startled “What..Angel?” Angel wipes his tears “GO HUSK.”
Husk took another glance at angel dust, the worst he’s ever looked. Fuck, but his eyes made it look like husk was hurting him, tears running down his face, asking him to leave as if he splattered those bruises all over him. “Angel-..I can’t just go..”
“Husker-” “Angel.” They stand in a drawled out silence, tacenda lingering in the smokey, thick air. Making it that much harder to breathe. Angel chokes up a sob and, to Husk’s surprise, runs over to fall into his arms, weeping. He could do nothing but wrap his arms back around him, shoulders tense as his head fell to Angel's shoulder, holding him with a deathly grasp.
“You don’t have to explain anything right now angel but..” Husk touches Angel's face softly grasping his chin making him look at him “Just..Come home with me p-please.?” Husk holds back his tears “Please.?”
Angel looks at him, eyes still weld up with tears, husk could usually always tell what he was thinking in his eyes but, in this moment they looked so tired and sad, they showed now words. “Angel…I need ya’ to respond…I need you to come back, with me.” Angels eyes flicked around as he heard clicks approaching the penthouse door.
Angel breaks from his hold, ripping away just as quickly as he did falling into his arms as his head whipped to look behind him. “Shit.. Husk, you have to go,” Husk knew all too well what was going to happen to him if he stayed, worse what would happen to Angel.. So, without thinking, he reached out, pulled him back into his hold, and ran towards the edge of the balcony far quicker than whatever was approaching.
Husks wings sprawled out “Husk? what are you-” as he then jumped off the balcony of the three evil SEXY overlords tower and held Angel tightly.
Husk and angel, began to glide softly through the sky, surprisingly gracefully cutting through the winds. Trying to figure out where to fly to, the hotel? For a second they were peaceful until angel began to struggle. “You dick!! That was probably fuckin…Val!! I’m going to get into so much trouble..!”
“Angel calm the fuck down.?!” Angel still struggled in the Cats arms grunting and pushing “I need to go back h-husk you don’t get it.!” Husk tightens his grip on the spider “I do understand Angel.! I'm not a free soul either.” Angel grunted “You don’t understand Val.!” Husk slowly lowered himself and Angel to the ground in front of the hotel letting Angel go who stumbled back. “No I don’t understand Val but I understand you..this is you Angel..why are you doing this to yourself.?” He paused waiting for a response he knew was never coming so he spoke again. “Angel, why are you letting him hurt you..why?” Angel looked away "Because it’s what I deserve.!” Angel looked back with tears streaming down his cheeks.
“I sold my soul away because I’m a fucking idiot and now I have to pay the price.” He breathed, wiping his eyes relentlessly. “I don’t deserve you, or Charlie or anyone here, I don’t know why you care about me,” “Angel,” Husk takes his hand and tugs him closer, “We love you- I.. Love you, Angel don’t do this.”
Angels eyes welled for what seemed to be the millionth time this night. Husk felt wrenched with the confession he made and how angel wasn’t reacting. “Dfuck, did- I- angel I need you, I need you to respond.” Husk looked into angels increasingly softening eyes, “oh husk..”
*Also* their faces came closer to one another they could feel each others breath on their cheeks they stayed there for a moment just waiting until the other movie until Angel was tired of waiting and he kissed huskers lips feeling his whisker on his fluff causing them both to flush a light pink.
It felt surreal, and suddenly all of their feelings made sense. Well, all of Angel’s at least. However, Husker was still skeptical. Pulling away with his hands still firmly planted on his shoulders. “Angel..” He muttered, before being met with the other’s lips again. They pulled each other into their arms and after a while, made their way back inside. Husk refused to do anything but clean him up and get back to bed, so they did just that. Heading back up to Angel’s room for a much needed sleep and reunion with fat nuggets. Finally home.
*The End.*