Crybaby

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by EmoUmbreon964

by EmoUmbreon964

{{If your confused, here's context! This is a scrapped their chapter idea for Strawberry Bubblegum until I realized this is a better idea for a oneshot}}

{Angel's POV}

It was the next morning after I had fell asleep on someone, I would be ok with this normally, until I realized I fell asleep on Alastor the fucking radio demon. I woke around midnight and the whole situation was so awkward! I walked back to my room embarrassed as ever and fell back asleep. Al wasn't too happy with me using him as a pillow. I tried to shake it off and get over it, even though this will not go away. I got dressed, filled up fat nuggets bowl of food and replaced his water, and got downstairs. Only Husk and Alastor were awake, quietly talking to each other. "Mornin' Angel." Husk said to me. "Good morning Husky!" I said. Husk rolled his eyes at my nickname for him and went back to what he was doing. I sat down next to Alastor, for a good while neither of us said a word to each other.

"So, uh, how did ya sleep?" I finally said. " You mean when you weren't on me? I slept pretty good." Alastor said harshly. I flinched a little at his tone, god he really wasn't happy with me. "Sorry Al." I said. "I don't appreciate how you used me as a pillow, I would ask for you to not do that again." Alastor said. "That's bullshit, you were happily cuddling him on the couch!" Husk said directed towards Alastor. Alastor's face turned red and ran his finger across his neck. "I didn't say anything!" Husk said with a hint of fear in his voice. I blushed a little bit, did Alastor really do that? "Awww, Alastor, your too sweet!" I teased with him. I knew I was playing with fire by teasing Alastor, but what the hell. "Angel, please shut up." He said. "You don't have to be ashamed of me, I'll be are little thing, alright baby?" I continued. Alastor was brighter than his hair. "Sure, whatever." Alastor said annoyed. "Whore." I heard him call me under his breath. I tried to hold back the tears as they tried to fill my eyes, I managed to keep them back. 'God I'm such a fucking crybaby'

I didn't mean most of what I said to Angel, except for the whore part. But when I looked over at him, I couldn't help but feel a little bad about it. He looked as if he was going to cry, but didn't. Angel got up from the bar and headed upstairs, I was curious on where he was heading. "Husker, I'll be right back." I said. "Going after your boyfriend I presume." Husk said under his breath, I'll have to skin his wings later. I follow Angel quietly, he made his way into the rooftop. What was he doing? I slipped through the window as quietly as possible and hid myself in plain sight as I watched him. He sat there for a moment, lost in his thoughts. He then began to sing to himself.

"You've seen to replace your brain with your heart, you take things so hard and then you fall apart. You try to explain but before you can start, those crybaby tears, come out of the dark." He sang. Angel's voice was beautiful, I continued to listen.

"Someone's turning the handle, to the faucet in your eyes, you pour it out where everyone can see. Your hearts to big for your body, that's why you don't fit inside, you pour it out where everyone can see." Tears started to fall down Angel's face, but his voice remained clear as day.

"They call you, Crybaby, Crybaby, but you don't fucking care. Crybaby, Crybaby, so you laugh through your tears. Crybaby, Crybaby, but you don't fucking care. Tears fall to the ground, we'll just let them drown." Angel smiled as he delivered the final line. I'm guessing he's talking about himself, I never knew how pathetic he thought he was. No, I would not stand for this, even if he got angry with me. "Angel, there's no way in hell that your a crybaby." I said. Angel jumped and whipped around, he looked at me relieved. He sighed, "That's what you think. You don't know me to well, if you did, you would completely agree." Angel said. I looked at him with a soft smile and lifted up his face. "Smile my dear," I said. Angel sighed and looked at me with the sweetest expression. "your never fully dressed without one." I could help but feel extremely happy. "That a boy." I said.

I decided to sit down with him on the roof until the others were awake. "Hey Angel, did you write that song yourself?" I asked. "Uh, yeah. It's one of the many that I write when I'm feeling low or any negative emotion." {{ K, quick A/N. I am not claiming the work of the artist of that song, I'm just doing that for the story. Song is Crybaby by Melanie Martinez. Any other song that I use is either by her or someone else who I'll credit}} "Oh, so there is more?" I inquired. "Uh, yeah, you can have a look if ya wanna." He said before handing me a sketchbook. I looked through it and even read over some of the lyrics. "These are great Angel, but why don't you release these?" I asked him. " Its not the kind of stuff people like down here. It's for softer and more sensitive people. If I released those, my reputation would be in the ground."

As soon as I let those words skip out of my mouth, Alastor quickly responded. "So? Who cares, do what makes you happy Angel." I couldn't help but blush a little, did he like my ideas that much or was he taking it? It's really hard to tell with him. "Umm, I'll think about it." Thats when I heard Charlie and Vaggie's voice downstairs. Alastor places my sketchbook on my lap and left. I followed him, "Hey wait a minute, Alastor! Can we pretend like none of that happened?" I asked him. He nodded, "Sure Dear!"