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3rd person
Suddenly, angel noticed something...

As Alastor stood up, angel covered his mouth in shock, trying not to gasp. This was why Alastor never let the demon see him in his pyjamas! A large fluffy white, red and black tail stuck out of a clumsily cut hole on the back of his silky pyjama bottoms. He let out a small and hardly able to be heard squeal as he fangirled over the tiny ball of fluff which was the demon overlords adorable tail. "What is it my dear?" He spoke, as he swung his neck around into an unnatural angle. Angel cringed as he heard bones crunch, but he hardly noticed due to the amount of excitement he felt.

"Oh, nothing- sooo," he said trying not to giggle, he wanted to see it more, and he knew that if he mentioned anything, he would panic and cover it. "Want me to get us some cereal or somethin'?" Angel shrugged, trying his hardest to retain a calm voice, with joy bubbling up inside his stomach, almost erupting out of his mouth. "Oh my! How I would love to cook you breakfast, it's the least I could do!" He cried, his usual jolly tone back in his voice. Angel was about to reply, when something stopped him from being able to form words. "Yes." Was all he could manage to squeeze out, but saying this only made him feel worse...

Alastor's tail was wagging at heigh speeds, clearly signifying that he was very happy about this- he did love cooking after all, but this was adorable, and angel couldn't recover from this blow. "Dear are you-" Alastor began after calming down. He was about to step closer, when he realised that angel was looking down in awe at his- tail. He gasped and instinctively recoiled a hand back to cover it. His face glowed bright red as he began babbling excuses, as he spun around, hiding it. "A- angel! I- uh-" he cried, static filling the air. "Y- your the cutest demon that I've eva seen!" He breathed, quickly. Alastor's face only grew redder as he began stuttering out responses. "I- w- what! I'm the radio d- demon, I'm n- not cute!" He squealed, in a higher pitch than he had intended. "No, your adorable." Angel smirked, now confidently, as he enjoyed the rare sight of a flustered radio demon. He let out an enraged squeak as radio static filled the air and his eyes turned to dials. Angel wasn't phased though, knowing he wouldn't hurt him.

"It's ok, I'm just messin' with ya." Angel drawled after a while of watching the show unfold in front of him- which was a raging and embarrassed Alastor. He placed an arm around his waist, instantly freezing Alastor. The radio dials in his eyes, and the static and strange symbols that hung around him all suddenly faded, as his face melted into one of pure humiliation while he looked away, all his previous anger gone- angel smiled until he realised that he had- a tear in his eye? "Hey, hey, hey, it's alright, nothin' to be embarrassed about." Angel quickly comforted, his voice changing into one of concern. "What's wrong, I'm only jokin'?" He asked, bending his knees slightly to see eye to eye with the deer demon. He reached out one of his many arms and cupped Alastor's face with his gloved hand, wiping away the tear in the crease of his crimson red eyes.

"C'mon, tell me what's wrong." He reasoned, as Alastor sighed, looking down at angels hand which was on his face. He placed both of his hands on top, making sure he wouldn't let go. Angel was slightly shocked at this, but didn't mention it. "I don't know, it's just- no one has ever seen it, and- I'm not- it's not very- you know..." he attempted to explain, but angel understood. He was an all powerful over lord with a tiny fluffy tail that wagged when he was happy, of course he would want to hide it. "I understand, but here in the hotel, you don't have to hide anything, k? There's no one here that's going to judge you, all the guests are trying to be better demons, and wouldn't even dare to say anything about you, everyone's petrified of you!" He cried, earning a chuckle from Alastor, "And I cant see Charlie or vaggie saying anything bad, or nifty! I mean, husk I can't rely on, but if he does, I'll beat the shit outta him, mk?" He smiled warmly down at the demon in red, as he nodded and pulled angel into a hug.

After a while, he pulled back out, and cleared his throat, "thank you..." he spoke hoarsely, "for wat?" Angel asked, "for being there for me, I have never- opened myself up to anyone before, only my mother when I was alive..." he spoke, looking down, a glint of sadness shimmering in his eye as his ears lowered. Angel could tell he missed his mother, but there was hardly anything he could do about it, "I'm sure she's happy in heaven, al- and yeah, I'm sure she misses you- but everyone knows who you are, right? Even the angels! I'm sure she heard that and thought, 'that's my son, killin' people and doin' overlord stuff' and I becha she's proud of you." He stated, shocking Alastor. He had never thought angel dust capable of being so kind, thoughtful, and well spoken as he just was, and he was left utterly gobsmacked.

"I- I- angel that was- that was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me, thank you." He almost whispered, stifling tears. "Well it's all true, toots." He shrugged as he wrapped his arms around him. "Now how bout that breakfast then." He smirked, in his usual flirty voice. Alastor's tail picked up speed at the mention of cooking, one of his passions. "Oh, yes! Oh how exciting, I could make you a full English breakfast, or a ci..." Alastor went off listing many foods, while angel stared at him in awe. Does he even know how attractive he is?

"Angel?" Alastor asked, his head tilted sideways in confusion. Angel hadn't realised that he had spaced out while Alastor was ranting about foods. "Oh uhh, I'll have whatever you prefer to cook." He grinned, as his face lit up. "Well, I think that I cook a rather marvellous English breakfast if I do say so my self- oh but also cinnamon rolls, or-" he began ranting again, before angel cut him off with, "whatever makes you happiest.". "I think I'll make both, you deserve it, my dear." He expressed joyfully as he began leading the way to the kitchen.

Once they where there, angel seated himself at the island on the other side of the kitchen. He adjusted the seat so that he sat comfortably at the table, and also for the best possible view of Alastor happily cooking. He could watch this for hours. He dashed around the kitchen, often standing in front of the stove facing away from angel, his tail swinging side to side in joy. His red ears where pricked up tall, as he hummed a soft tune, a song that angel did not recognise, but had heard Alastor hum many times, presumably his favourite. He wished Alastor sung more often, he had such a wonderful voice.

Meanwhile, vaggie sat up in her bed, being careful not to wake up Charlie, who was laying next to her. She sniffed deeply, smelling- bacon? But it was almost four in the morning? Who even got up that early? Annoyed, she got out of bed, wondering what noise woke her, it sounded like pans being moved around and shoved on the stove. She crept up to the door to the kitchen, sure to be light on her feet. As she got there, she peered around the corner, to see a strange sight- Alastor cooking breakfast for- angel? I thought they hated each other? She made sure that her presence was unknown, curious as to what they would do next, and what they did while no one was watching. She snook back and woke Charlie, who agreed to follow her and watch, soon followed by nifty, who was already awake cleaning her room, but not husk, since he was passed out on his bedroom floor, door wide open.

They got to the door and almost comedically poked their heads around the corner one by one, nifty, the shortest, at the bottom, while Charlie stood tall at the top, all trying to get the best view. Soon, Alastor had finished cooking, and handed the plate over to angel, sitting next to him and watching intently. "Aren't you gunna have some?" Angel asked, glancing at the singular plate Alastor had placed in front of him. "Oh no, I do not need to eat." He merrily replied, and went back to staring. "Are you sure? I feel kinda bad..." he replied in a concerned tone. "I'm fine my dear, go on, try it!" He urged, watching, eyes wide. Angel grabbed a fork and picked up some bacon off the plate, trying a small amount. "Oh my god!" The spider cried, "this is amazing!" He wolfed more down. "Thank you my dear, you have no idea how happy that makes me." He smiled genuinely, a gentle blush across his face.

At that, the crowd at the door noticed something as Alastor leaned his elbows on the table- he had a tail? And a very fluffy one at that. It was wagging increasingly fast as angel complimented him and the food that he savoured. "Here, have a bite." Angel offered, holding a fork of sausage towards alastor's huge smiling mouth, "oh no my dear, It's for you," angel raised an eyebrow, "if you insist..." he complied, as he aloud angel to feed him the food. He hummed in delight as his ears went down, "I say, I have truly outdone myself!" He cheerily cried, as he swallowed.

Angel finished his food, and noticed that Alastor was once again staring at him- but this time, it was longingly? He looked touch-starved, and wanted to hold angel. He noticed that his tail had stopped moving, signifying he was no longer happy. "You can if ya want." He stated flatly, with a knowing grin plastered onto his face. Alastor blushed, realising he was leaning on angel, and quickly recoiled. "I- I don't know what your talking about, my effeminate fellow!" He expressed quickly, trying to keep the embarrassment out of his voice- but failing, only proving angel dust right.

He looked down at him and raised his eye brow in a questioning, yet knowing way, "I don't want- h- how did you know." Alastor trailed off  at the last part. He shrugged and gestured to Alastor, allowing him to slightly wrap his arms around his slender waist. Angel looked down at Alastor's tail, which wasn't shaking- he looked at his face, which was hidden in his side, embarrassed, his arms just about on angel. "Al." He spoke, to which the demon nodded, causing his ears to bob back and forth. "You do know you can actually hug me right?" He asked, smiling. Alastor's hidden face blushed even brighter as he slowly snaked his hands around angel, before wrapping them tightly, and pulling himself into angel, nestling his head in the porn stars neck. Angel noticed that his tail was now wagging fast, and so he grinned in satisfaction.