(TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of Sexual Assault)
Angel has a loss of of the ability to see color, and Alastor has never felt the sensation of heat. What happens when Angel meets Alastor and his world bursts to color, and Alastor, at the touch of Angel'...
I was making breakfast early in the morning. Now, I may not be the most charming person all the time, but I sure as hell can cook! I was making one of my favorite breakfasts my mom used to make! Fette biscottate with home made raspberry jam! Some coffee with a little bit of milk and that's what got me going every morning!
I began by making the homemade rusks by putting brewers yeast in some milk at room temperature. Then I got to adding flour, sugar, barely malt, egg, and honey to the mixture. I mixed in the ingredients by hand, getting a lil' dirty, but it was worth it to get to the doughy texture I got it to a good consistency and added my salt and butter. I put the dough in a bowl and put some cling film, and put it in the oven with it's light on and waited for it to rise. I was up earlier than most people, and went to a balcony to look at the sunrise. I walked up in my cute outfit that I prepared.
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I got to a nice balcony and saw Alastor there. I blushed a bit. He looked really handsome. I mean- he was a little dishevled and clearly just woke up. His hair was literally the fluffiest thing ever!!! He seemed a little out of it and I noticed him shivering a bit. I walked on to the balcony and waved. He smiled to me a bit.
¨Good morning darling." He shivered and stuttered from the cold. I put a hand on his shoulder.
¨You ok?" Alastor's shivering halted for a bit. He nodded simply and looked down at Hell.
¨Just cold. I can not feel heat." That was the sense he was missing. I nodded understanding. ¨It's making it hard to sleep."
¨I hope it gets better." I gave Alastor a genuine hug. He responded by flinching then hugging back. He seemed to relax into the hug. We stayed that way since I wasn't movin' unless he wanted me to. He eventually pulled away, and I noticed a blush on his cheeks. I walked Alastor to his room, and he seemed to pass out. I put a blanket over him, but he began shivering anyway... quite violently. He clearly was in pain so I got in the bed and hugged him close until his shivering came to a halt. He seemed to be in less pain and a lot less tense. I was worried since even my missing sense didn't cause me this distress. Alastor was full of bright reds when he dressed... and I'd be lying if I said it wasn't my favorite color now. I ran my fingers through his hair and he seemed to lean into my touch. I sighed and got outta bed, tucking him in. I walked out and went back to the kitchen. I saw the dough rising a bit and decided to go and check my schedule. I had work today and groaned. I then heard a snicker. I looked to the kitchen doorway to see Alastor awake. I blushed.
