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Husk x Male reader x Angel [2]

This is part 2 to the alastor x son one (also the first bit is Radiostatic SMUT) hope this was good and I'm so so sorry if it's too long 😭😭😭 Nathan610145 (sorry if you didn't want to be tagged)

Alastor had gotten into bed when the bedroom door opened, and Vox walked in.

Vox held up flowers to his husband. "Peace offering my love." Vox said softly.

Vox grinned sheepishly.

Vox and Alastor had a fight a few weeks ago that caused Alastor to move back into the Hazbin Hotel with their son.

Alastors usual smile was still there but his eyes showed something different.

Vox sighed as he sat down on the bed.

Alastor looked at the flowers in Vox's hand, then back at his husband.

Though Alastor's smile was still plastered on his face, his eyes seemed a bit weary, betraying his exhaustion.

He knew that they had some issues to work out, and a simple gift wouldn't fix everything.

"Vox," Alastor said, his voice softer than usual. "We need to talk."

Vox sighed. "I know."

Alastor patted the bed, inviting Vox to sit down beside him.

He took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "This fight we had... It's not the first one we've had, and I'm tired, Vox." He said, his voice low.

Vox gulped. "Are you saying you want." The TV Demon trailed off.

Alastor could sense the growing dread in Vox's voice. He reached over and took one of Vox's hands in his, intertwining their fingers.

"No, my love. I don't want a divorce." He said softly.

"But if we keep going on like this, always arguing and fighting, it's going to end up breaking us apart. And I don't want that."

Vox nodded. "I know. But Alastor, media is the future. Radio is the past." Vox said, throwing his hands up in the air.

Alastor sighed, he knew this argument was going to come up.

"Vox, we've been over this. Yes, media may be ahead now, but that doesn't mean that radio is obsolete." Alastor said, his voice tinged with annoyance.

Vox frowned as he sighed. "I'm sorry OK? I just want you and our son to come home."

Alastor's expression softened. He knew that Vox was sincere.

Alastor reached over and cupped Vox's face in his hand. "I know, my love. I want the same thing too. But I need you to understand that radio is important to me, just like media is important to you."

Vox thought about it for a moment before nodding. He felt Alastors thumb gently rub his screen.

Alastor's touch was gentle and loving, as he continued to caress Vox's screen.

"We need to find a compromise, a way where we can respect each other's work and still be together." Alastor said, his eyes meeting Vox's.

Vox nodded. "Yeah. I promise I won't ever disrespect radio again. We could merge them together." Vox said, looking up at his husband with hopeful red eyes.

He just wanted his husband and son to come home.

Alastor smiled faintly at Vox's suggestion. "A merge. I like the sound of that." He said thoughtfully.

He pulled Vox closer and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. "A union of both our worlds, a fusion of media and radio. It could work."

Vox hummed as his TV stopped buffering.