11:11 (FMTTM Book 2)

💔don't get in his way💔

*Alastor*

    Angel laid in my bed tiredly. It seemed he had over worked himself out there… poor thing had to be terrified. He was breathing heavily with flushed cheeks of rose pink. He really did over do it… I sat next to him and looked to him. His eyes were closed tightly. How can I stop loving someone who is willing to lose something he spent so long saving… for me to be safe?... He saved himself for me… or at least I think so. He would never tell me the truth. His heart is so guarded. He looked up to me eventually. I knelt down closer to him and he placed a hand on my cheek.

¨Are you ok?¨ I chuckled at the question. How ridiculous. Compared to what he went through… I left with just a scratch. I held the hand on my cheek.

¨I´m ok. How are you my darling?¨ I couldn´t help but fall back into old habits. He blushed a bit causing me to smile a bit. Seeing him sit up a bit, covering his chest fluff pulling the jacket I had given to him over his shoulder more. He was shy. Angel knew I still loved him. He knew that. Anyone could see that. He was everything to me… losing him felt like I had died all over again. I was happy to know I could fluster the male. 

¨I´m ok Alastor. Just a little rattled.¨ I smiled and sat next to him. He yawned a bit.

¨You can rest for a bit, I´ll have Charlie leave you alone.¨ Angel smiled at me as a thanks and laid down. I went to his room and got him a pink night gown. I came back and handed it to him and he immediately began changing. I blushed and averted my eyes, but of course I couldn´t help but look. He giggled once the garment was on and turned to me.

¨I´ll head to my room Alastor. Thanks for saving me back there.¨ I nodded, and noticed he had taken my suit´s jacket with him. I chuckled as he left and close the door. He had taken at least 15 of them in the span of our relationship. I had to order one to many from my tailor. I walked downstairs and walked down the street a bit to a tailor shop, Miachel´s Tailory. I walked in to see the purple fluffed demon sewing a dress. They were purple with magenta eyes. They were dressed in a tux working hard, clearly upset. They work around the clock to make as much profit as they can. They aren´t exactly the happiest person since his partner Addy left them, but Miachel was still the happy puff ball I knew and loved. I walked to the smaller and smiled. They looked up upset, but then lit up.

¨Alastor!!!¨ They jumped up and hugged me. ¨What does my favorite Radio Demon need?!¨ I chuckled knowing their cheery mood would change the minuite I told them.

¨I need a new jacket, again. Angel took my last one. So… I need at least 7?¨ Miachel put their arms on their puffy little waist and pouted up at me.

¨You expect me to work on this alone!? Alastor you either rip them or that spider demon takes ´em!¨ They lit a cigarette in anger and began smoking immmediately. ¨You are literally one of my worst customers!¨ They began measuring me up and down and got straight to work. I walked through the shop. Miachel had exceptional workmanship. I heard their hispanic curses fill the shop as he worked. I looked to the man and saw how depressed they truly were. Losing their life love, Addy, theu was a broken man. They worked over the fabric tirelessly… I didn´t want to be lonely like them. I knew I was on the same rode as them if I stayed like this. With this empty feeling without my darling Angel. Miachel looked up to me and cracked his neck.

¨Y´know Alastor. When Addy and I were together, he stole all the jackets I had.¨ I was shocked they spoke of Addy at a time like this, so I sat next to them as they worked at the sewing machine. ¨Addy always stored ´em in his closet and hid them from me. I knew he didn´t love me anymore when he gave me them back in a box, and left without a word.¨ They looked to me and smiled with tears in their eyes. ¨Your Angel keeps taking your jackets which is odd because he gave you up. He doesn´t love you back. He broke it off after you pulled some idiotic crap.΅ Miachel glared to me and I sighed. The day I came running to them with my broken heart he blamed me for being an idiot. I hated them for that for a while… but they were right. I should have practiced on my own, not with the girl who used to love me. ¨Yet, he still takes your jackets… that is very odd indeed.¨ I told Miachel about what happened today. They looked to me shocked.