Love isn't A Crime- Alastor x Angel Dust/Hazbin Hotel

It's Called Murder, Baby

Screams are heard from a little cabin in the woods away from the busy town. One smile and one tall man are creeping dark within those woods. The Host of New Orleans hit radio show, Alastor, harshly pushes a knife into a woman's arm. A smile plastered on his face, eyes filled with glee as blood drips from his monocle. A record was playing in the background, the tune of I Married An Angel was being hummed out by Angelo Dust. The slightly taller man hugs Alastor from behind which triggers Alastor to squeeze Angelo's wrist.

"Angelo dear, not now." Alastor squeezes harder.

"Geez, sorry Al." Angelo lets go.

He rests his legs on a nearby couch as he watches his man murder "some chick", as Angelo would phrase it. He admires Alastor's butt in his nice fit formal pants.

"You are a psycho!" The woman screams.

"Hey! He's maybe a psycho but he's my psycho." Angelo protests to the bleeding woman.

"Quiet you." Alastor blushes a bit.

The wide-eyed woman screams uncontrollably and eventually goes silent as Alastor's grin grew greater as he stabbed her right in the chest repeatedly. Angelo smiled as the music was now the main focus of sound.

"Ya done?" Angelo winked.

"Ah, yes. She was quite a noisy one. None of them talk that far in. Oh well." Alastor smile relaxed.

He went to sit down next to the suspender wearing goofball.

"Al, do you have to do this in the living room? I'm sick on cleaning the floor while you do your show." Angelo complained.

"Yes, love. The basement is for other purposes and I thought you enjoy watching women who have disrespected you, suffer." Alastor replies.

"It was until you left a giant pool of blood. I have had to throw out most of my white clothes because you go overboard." Angelo pouts.

Alastor grabs a book and locks hands with his smiling Angelo. This signified Angelo to let it go, which he did hastily. Alastor's smile was soft and was being admired by Angelo.

"You look sexy." Angelo simply remarked.

This one comment made Alastor stand up and throw his book at Angelo. Avoiding the dead body, Alastor made his way to the bathroom leaving a giggling Angelo.

Angelo stopped smiling and stared at the lifeless body sitting in front of him. He sighed and got to work. Taking out the bleach and a black towel. He struggled to move the body out the window, once again blood was left all over their wood floor. Eyes rolled and then he got on his knees and scrubbed the floor. Angelo took note of the shower stopping as he scrubbed.

A couple of minutes pass, Angelo stopped scrubbing only to be met with a knife held by his neck.

"Hah, Angelo you are finally working hard." Alastor smiled.

The knife moved up to Angelo's head and finally left his body. The "blonde" rolled his eyes and turned around to see his one true love.

"You're getting bold, Al." Angelo stood up.

"It's the effects of murder, darling." Alastor grins.

Angelo goes close enough to him where he isn't touching Alastor. Angelo's eyes avert to his lips and then his eyes.

"Al?" Angelo whispers.

"Yes, love," Alastor answers rapidly.

"Kiss me."

Alastor grabs Angelo's hair and kisses him passionately. Angelo knows he isn't supposed to touch Alastor, so controlling his hands to stay by his side was the hardest thing he has ever done. Thankfully Alastor pulled Angelo close to him. Alastor pulled away from the kiss and smirked at Angelo.

"Yeah, you are bolder." Angelo states.

"Angel, be quiet love~"

Though Alastor hated touch, he could make an exception for some random guy he fell for. Angelo Dust was the only person who kept loving him after finding out he kills and eats people.

"Alastor you're gonna kill me with all this teasing," Angelo whined.

"I will kill you if you don't stop your meddlesome whining." Alastor continued to kiss Angelo.

Angelo's eyes wandered around and saw the clock. Angelo pulled away and smiled at Alastor.

"Al, I gotta go, I have work." Angelo tried to push away.

Alastor was possessive of things he has and actually likes. Knowing that Angelo goes out and does intimate things with other people makes him a feeling of jealous.

"You are certainly not leaving,"Alastor demands.

"Al, you can't do this agai-," Angelo gets cut off by being thrown onto a couch.

"Don't. I will feed your needs if you won't leave." Alastor proposed a deal.

"As amazing as that deal is, I'll have to pass. You make money with your show, I do my own type of performing." Angelo manages to get out of Alastor's grasp.

Angelo gets on his oversized fluffy coat with his striped blazer. He grabbed a cigarette and smiled at Alastor.

"See ya, babe." Angelo waved and left.

Alastor looks at Angelo leaving. Soon he is left alone in his house to let his mind wonder to less than pleasant places. 
{Meanwhile with Angelo}
Angelo zips through back alleys to make it to a wooden door. Angel looks at his watch and knows he already 30 minutes late. Angelo opens the door and tries to avoid people talking to him. Angelo goes through hallways, as he passes a curtain covered wall and is about to turn when he hears the most menacing voice he hates to hear.

"Oh, Angi baby~" 

Angelo gulps and turns around to see a figure engulfed in blackness with his heart sunglasses sticking through.

"Hey, Val..." Angelo sighed.

'Here we go' is all Angel thought before facing his boss.