A Journey Through Hell -Radiodust- (Hazbin Hotel)

Chapter 3: Couples Fight

A/N: Here we go-
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Though Angel and Alastor used to be known for their heated arguments back when the hotel had just started running, the two rarely had any problems. Even if they were polar opposites, they always compromised or just agreed. Angel learned to love Alastor's old fashioned way of doing things, and Alastor enjoyed trying new experiences and being spontaneous with Angel.

However, they did have rare disputes. None were heated per say,  and they both always apologized, but couples fight. And denying this is a lie.  Even the most perfect pairs for each other argue every now and again. But when Angel saw Alastor holding the pack of cigarettes, he immediately knew this wasn't going to be just a small argument.

The spider's heart stopped when he saw the pack of cancerous sticks in his fiancé's hand, the deer's eyes narrowed in a glare. Of course he still wore a smile, but it was quite crooked if anything. Angel was panicking now, no doubt Alastor assumed they belonged to him. It was plain as sight could give that they belonged to Angel, it was his favorite brand. What was he to do? Alastor was clearly upset, even if his smile tried to hide it.

"A-Al it's...it's not what it looks lik-"

"Oh then tell me, Angel! What does it look like?" The deer shouted, throwing the cigarettes to the ground.

The feminine man winced at the sound of the pack hitting the wooden floors. He looked down at the pack, then back at Alastor.

"Because it sure looks like you're smoking again!" The Radio Demon shouted, obviously infuriated.

Angel put his hand on his chest, as if he were offended by the accusation.

"How dare you assu- okay yea- I'm smokin!" He admitted, crossing all four of his arms.

"But it takes away the stress!! Makes ya forget, ya know?!"

Alastor rolled his eyes, shaking his head with a scoff. He couldn't believe Angel was really going back to his old ways. Hadn't he learned that the filthy habit was bad for him? Furthermore one step backwards from his journey to becoming a better person.

"Besides! It was only cigarettes with the usual nicotine and tobacco! Ain't like I'm smokin weed or shit," the spider claimed defensively.

The Creole man's glare hardened, placing a hand on his hip.

"Yes, but then you'll soon fall back into the addiction of it! And then you'll want to start smoking those repulsive drugs again! You're going to get back into old habits if this keeps up,"

"So what? It keeps me from stressin! You're always at work, I'm always at work, how the fuck are we gonna plan a wedding?!"

Alastor slammed his fist down on the kitchen table, causing a crack in it.

"Don't change the subject, Angel! You know I work hard at my job and it is not my fault I cannot be around all the time! And it sure as hell is not my fault your modeling company has you over so much!"

Angel scoffed, "Oh so working is more important than a wedding that's in fuckin 4 months? Furthermore, our wedding?!"

"Well-"

The spider shook his head and picked up the pack of cigarettes, crushing them in his fist.

"Al, I work too! And I'm just so fed up with doin all the work round' here, I thought marriage was sposed' ta be a partner thing. Yet here I am plannin the whole damn thing, WHILE I work!!"

Alastor growled under his breath. "It still doesn't give an excuse to start old habits, mind you bad ones! Angel, if we suppose to be in this together, hit should have told me how you were feeling!"

The room got silent, Angel dropping the crushed pack of tobacco infested sticks. He sighed and wrapped his arms around the deer, resting his head on his shoulder.

"I know.. I'm sorry, Al- but things are just so fucked up everywhere right now, ya know?"

The other male nodded, running his fingers through hid fiancé's white hair.

"I know darling- I'm sorry for getting upset.. I just really don't want you to relapse and get back into those things.. your journey took so long and- smoking is like a step back..."

The spider nodded, pulling away to face Al.

"And I just do not think I could live with myself knowing I helped cause you relapsing- I just want you safe. "

"We need ta talk about this shit more often, ain't good to bottle it up, huh.."

"Mmhm.."

Alastor took the ex-pornstar's hands in his own, looking into the taller demon's hot pink eyes. Those eyes were so beautiful to Al, he felt like he could drown in them.

"Have I ever told you, you have beautiful eyes?"

Angel laughed and kissed the deer's nose. "Yes, yes you have."

These moments were something they would both cherish forever. Little did they know, it would come to an end sooner than they wanted.

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A/N: This is pretty fucking short, but all well qwq I'm sorry no updates- life is just hell XD

~Zee