Red String of Death | Radiodust

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Chapter 7 ♥

Angel walked inside of Cherri's place, pulling Alastor inside. 

As Cherri closed the door, after reluctantly allowing Angel to help Alastor, Angel took Alastor to a room. 

Angel laid Alastor on the bed before he hovered over him. He looked in his Alastor's eyes, which were completely black at this point. 

"How the hell did this even happen?" Cherri asked as she followed Angel to the kitchen. Angel started to prepare a remedy. "Long story short, Alastor took my venom and he got in it," Angel said. "... huh..." Cherri said. 

Cherri watched as Angel created a remedy. He brought out his last pair of hands and looked elegant. It was as if he was making his web. It was so quick and he did beautifully. 

It hadn't taken long before he was done. It looked like a cup of tea in a mug. 

Angel put his last pair of arms away before he quickly walked off. 
He went back to Alastor. 

"Are you still awake?" Angel said. He saw Alastor's lips move. He was awake, but the venom numbed his body too much. Angel let out a sigh. "What are you gonna do?" Cherri asked. Angel smirked. "I gotta feed it to 'em," Angel said. He drank some of the liquid before he cupped Alastor's cheeks. He was trying not to smirk or snicker. 

Angel pressed his lips on Alastor before he force-fed Alastor the remedy. As Angel fed the remedy to Alastor, he could feel something tug something inside him. He sat up as he wiped his mouth. He looked at Cherri, who was just looking at Alastor worriedly. 

Angel was about to say something, but he shook his head. He repeated his actions and fed Alastor again, but this time he could feel something beating in his chest. Angel quickly sat up. 

He looked at Alastor, then down. He brought his hands up to his lips, gently touching them. He hadn't even noticed he was breathing heavily. 

Angel didn't waste much time to force-feed Alastor the last of the remedy, but once he was done, he looked at Alastor's face with half-lidded eyes. He couldn't bring himself to pull apart. 

That thing that tugged something in his body... he felt it pulling him closer. 

Everything around Angel faded away. He could only feel the slight roughness of Alasor's lips as slowly began to move his lips rhythmically against Alastor. 

Angel felt his breath leave his body as his heart stopped beating. He felt his cheeks grow warm. Most of all, he-

"Angie!"

Angel quickly stood up. Everything he was feeling stopped and everything around him came crashing back. 

Angel looked at Alastor as his chest puffed up at the realization of what he did. 

"Angel, what the hell!" "Gesù! Cazzo di merda!!! Sta 'zitto!! Non lo intendevo!!!" Angel yelled in a panic. 

"What were you doing?!" Cherri said. "I don't know!!" Angel yelled back. "What the fuck do you mean, you don't know.!?!?!?!? Dude!! Would if he woke up!!! He'd kill-" Cherri yelled, but stopped as both she and Angel froze when they saw Alastor slightly shift. 

Angel looked at Alastor, then felt relief wash over his body when he didn't move anymore. 

"I don't know!! I-I... don't know," Angel whisper-yelled, looking away. "... Call the cat... Maybe he'll know what to do," Cherri mumbled. "Husk? He's a drunk...! What the hell would he do?!" Angel whispered. "Would you rather call the princess or the Queen Bitchiness?" Cherri muttered. Angel clutched his fists. "It's not my fault... so it won't matter..." Angel told. "Yeah but Alastor would kill us both because Charlie would wake him up now to see if he's okay," Cherri stated.