Angel followed Alastor upstairs after dinner. Alastor didn't say a word and just headed to the washroom. Angel felt worried and pressed his ear against the door. Alastor was sobbing lightly. He didn't understand why he felt so hurt. Angel was just acting. Alastor hated himself for feeling this way. He felt so insecure. "Hey, baby. You wanna talk?" Angel's sweet voice made him stop sobbing.

He wiped his tear and murmured a yes. Angel sat down with his back against the door. "I want you to know, I only love you Al. I don't care what anyone says. You're everything I will ever need." Angel said, her voice sincere. "I..... I know, I just...... I don't want to lose you. And the way you talked about him." Alastor said in a low voice.

"Al...... You know I was acting, right? I mean sure he is nice and friendly. He even looks cute. But nothing can compare him to you. You're perfect. I have never seen someone so spectacularly brilliant as you. Alastor, I love you." Angel said. Alastor felt the weight over his chest lift. Angel did truly love him.

Alastor slowly opened the door and hugged Angel. "I love you too, Mon Ange." he murmured. Alastor than easily picked him up and took him back to the room. Angel looked at Alastor. ALastor looked calmer but something was clearly on his mind. The two boys sat down on the bed and just stared at each other for a while.

"Is there something on your mind?" Angel asked after a few minutes. "Nothing, poupée." Alastor replied with a sigh. Angel turned bright red at being called a doll. It was the first time Alastor had called him Doll. Alastor noticed this sand smiled. He placed a soft kiss on his boyfriend's cheek. "Let's go to sleep." he said immediately getting into the covers to hide his flustered face.

Angel felt his whole face heat up. He smiled and laid next to Alastor. "Your covers are warm." he said, making the cutest face Alastor has ever seen. Alastor smiled and Angel giggled. "Go to sleep, Mon Ange." he said. Angel smiled. He slowly closes his eyes. He held onto Alastor's hand as he drifted off to sleep.

"I love you." Alastor murmured but Angel was already asleep. Alastor's eyes welled up with tears. He turned around and sobbed into his pillow, his one hand still holding Angel's other hand. No he wasn't crying because he was jealous. He was crying because he was afraid.

The way his father had been asking questions, Alastor was afraid he would hurt Angel. He knew he would have to tell his parents the truth eventually but he wasn't ready. He knew his dad would be against it for sure. He wondered what his mom would say though.

Alastor crawled out of bed and walked downstairs to get a glass of water. He quietly sipped water from a glass while sitting on a chair. His face was in a frown. It was a rare sight to see Alastor not smiling. Even when upset, he has a sad smile. Alastor was energetic and cheerful, although not as much as his dear Angel who in Charlie's words was a rainbow in the night sky.

Alastor felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see his smile. She was smiling and she patted Alastor's head. "Do you want to talk about it, my sweet boy?" she asked, taking a seat next to her. Alastor nodded. He had to tell someone. He just couldn't hold it in any longer. "It was all a lie." he murmured. "What was a lie, sweetie?" she asked, cupping his face.

"Angel lies about his boyfriend because...... because....... Mother....... Mom...... Angel...... He is..... Angel is my boyfriend." Alastor stuttered, trying to hold back tears. Alastor's mom pulled him in a hug. "Alastor, you know I would never judge you, right? I am glad you found someone as sweet as Angel." his mother said. Alastor just hugged her back and sobbed. "I love him, mom. I love him so much. I can't imagine a world without him. I could do anything for him." Alastor sobbed. "Oh Mon cher, I hope he feels the same about you." her mother said, patting his back to calm him down.

"He does. He always tells me. You know, I....." he stopped. Was he ready to tell his mom about the whole asexuality thing? He shivered. His bully's words in his head. 'You're broken' 'Angel will never love you' 'He has fucked so many guys, you are not even his type' 'he will leave you if you won't fuck him'

"What happened, sweetheart?" her mother asked, cupping his face. Alastor was shivering but looking into his mother's eyes, he calmed down a little. "Mom, do you know what asexuality is?" he asked. His mother nodded. "I am asexual, mom." he said, looking down. "It's okay." she replied, hugging him again.

"He is so respectful of it. Ever since middle school, he has had so many boyfriends and he.... loved sleeping with them. But he has been so sweet to me. When someone even teases me about my asexuality, he is always there to defend me. He never forces me into anything. He always says he loves me. I..... I don't think I can ever afford to lose him." Alastor said, Val's flashbacks coming into his head.

"I am glad you found love at such a young age." his mother said, gently rubbing his back. "Mom? What will happen if dad finds out?" a scared Alastor asked. His mother didn't answer for a moment and Alastor felt his heartbeat increase. "Let's not tell him just yet ok?" "Okay, mom."

Angel woke up from the best sleep of his life. He was surprised to not find Alastor next to him. He yawned and got up. He decided to go down and see if Alastor was there. It was a Saturday so he was obviously not at school. Angel picked his phone and got out the room where he ran into Alastor'dad. "Good morning, Sir." Angel said in a happy tone. Alastor's dad smiled. "Good morning to you too." he replied. Angel felt something was off but he just smiled back.

Suddenly he felt a hand push him to the wall. Alastor dad pinned him against the wall, his one hand pushing him back from the shoulder and his other hand tracing the side of his face. Val's flashbacks came into his mind and he had to push them aside in order to not not cry. "Listen, pretty boy." Alastor's dad growled, scaring Angel.

"You can look as much as a girl as you want and you can dress in all pink, I don't give a damn. You can fuck your little boyfriend, it doesn't matter to me. But don't you dare turn my son like you." he snarled. "You can't turn someone gay." Angel protested, trying to push him away. "Oh do't act like a snarky little bitch. Or I will show you how I treat disrespectful girls." Alastor's dad snapped. "I am a boy. And get the fuck off me." Angel said.

"The way you dress, you don't even look like a boy. Maybe I will fuck some sense in you, bitch. You look like a whore anyway." Alastor's dad slapped Angel and then left. Angel ran to the washroom and locked the door. "I will make you my little whore." Valentino's words echoed in Angel's ears. He sobbed looking at the mirror. His cheek had a slap mark. Alastor's dad had hit him so hard, the mark was black instead of red.

Angel sobbed. The memories of Valentino tainting his brain. He didn't know what to do. He was in so much pain and he wanted to tell someone. But he couldn't. He didn't had the guts to tell it to Alastor. He didn't want to ruin Charlie and Vaggie's weekend. Pentious and Cherri had a date that day. And Husk and Niffty were busy. Angel felt all alone in the world.

Alright this chapter was an emotional rollercoaster for me to write. It went from fluff to angst to fluff to angst but it's one of the nicest chapters I think I have ever written. I am trying to do better and write longer chapters I promise. But I am busy due to school exams.

Hope you all liked the chapter anyways. It was a little sad I know. I wanted to write some angst and I am still working on it.

Love you all!

Bye! <3